Well, I’m not going to say no to that.
I push my way out of Noah’s Camaro and suck in the fresh air, after being trapped in that car for hours on end with the boys competing in their morning farting ritual. Though, if I have to weigh in on the topic, I’d say it’s too hard to pick a winner. Noah’s got the whole loud but proud thing going on while Rivers takes on the silent but deadly. I guess the only losers here are me and Tully, especially after Noah hit the lock on the windows and made us suffer while they giggled like little school girls.
I make my way over to stand beneath the falling sign with an excitement pulsing through me. This is so freaking cool. I’ve never found a street sign with my name on it before.
Tully pulls out her phone as I hear the sound of Noah and Rivers’ car doors opening, and to be honest, I’m freaking surprised that they didn’t break a window or somehow destroy the car with their bullshit.
Rivers scoffs as the boys walk over. “If you really want to be her hero, then cut the fucking sign down and give it to her.”
Noah looks across at Rivers before looking back at the sign with a sparkle in his eye. “Yeah?” he questions as a mischievous grin takes over.
“Yeah,” Rivers replies.
“What? No,” I shout out. “That’s ridiculous and I’m pretty sure it’s a felony. Besides, I’m not bailing your asses out of jail again.”
“Again?” Tully grunts, straightening up and looking at me in confusion. “What the fuck do you mean ‘again’?” Tully turns on Noah. “What the fuck is she talking about, Noah? You better not have been thrown in jail and not told me about it.” she turns to Rivers. “Does that include you?”
“Fuck,” I cringe, having completely forgotten that was supposed to be a secret. I look to the boys to see them scowling back at me. I give an innocent smile followed by a cringe. “My bad.”
Rivers shakes his head as if to say ‘don’t worry about it’ while Noah lets out a guilty sigh. “Yeah,” he tells Tully. “Complete misunderstanding.”
“Why do I feel like that’s a lie?” she questions, studying her brother with a practiced ease to be able to see right through him.
A sheepish look crosses his face. “Because it is.”
“Just tell me it wasn’t drugs.”
“It wasn’t drugs.”
She looks to Rivers for confirmation and he gives her the slightest nod and it’s almost as though, despite their current situation, she trusts his word even more so than her brother’s, but I guess that’s what happens when you love someone.
“So,” Rivers says, moving the topic right along as he looks over at Noah. “You getting this sign or are you going to bitch out?”
Noah looks up and down the road, double checking that it’s still deserted before shrugging a shoulder. “Yeah, alright. I’m in,” he says, playing it cool. Though had I butted in and said that I desperately wanted it, Noah would have dove head first, straight into the challenge, not giving a shit if there was someone sharing the road with us or not.
He walks back to his car and rifles through the back, having to shuffle everyone’s bags around first before pulling out a few tools. “You just keep that shit in the back of your car?”
He shrugs his shoulders as he strides back towards the street sigh. “Never know when you might need them,” he tells me before he looks up and down the pole. “You just want the sign, right? Not the whole pole.”
I look it over with a cringe, realizing I’m being difficult. “Well…the pole would be cool,” I tell him. “I mean, it’s not just going to magically float in the corner of my room, it needs a stand. Oh, maybe you could build little legs for it when we get home so it doesn’t lean against the wall.”
“Shit,” he sighs as Rivers strides over to join him. The two of them fall into a murmured conversation. “How the fuck am I supposed to get the pole out? It’s not like I have a fucking saw hidden in the back of my car, and now she wants fucking legs for it.”
They put together a game plan as Tully rolls her eyes. “Are you dickheads forgetting that there’s literally nowhere to put that thing in the car? What are you going to do? Strap it to the fucking roof?”
“Hey,” Noah demands, turning back to Tully, pointing a finger at her. “Quit being such a downer or I’ll leave you on the side of the fucking road. What my girl wants, my girl gets, and if she wants a fucking big ass pole with her name on it, then that’s what’s going to happen.”