Friday the 13th 3

“Stick around,” said Shelly. “You’ll see.”

Vera shrugged and turned to look out the back window. She saw flashing red lights in the distance. They were coming up fast, and a second later she heard the sirens.

“It’s the cops!” she said.

“What?” said Debbie.

Chris glanced into her sideview mirror. “Oh,no!” she cried.

“Oh, my God!” said Chili.

“What’re you gonna do?” moaned Shelly, anxiously looking out the back window as the two police cars came up fast.

“Destroy the evidence!” said Vera, grabbing for the plastic bags.

Chuck snatched her. “No way, man!”

“Let go, Chuck,” Chili said. “Come on!”

It took a moment for it to sink in. Then he suddenly realized what would happen if they were pulled over with all that dope in their possession.

“We gotta get rid of it!” he cried, panicking as the sirens rapidly approached.

Andy grabbed a bag. “Eat it!” he said, stuffing some into his mouth.

They started stuffing the loose joints and the grass into their mouths, swallowing as quickly as they could. When Chuck realized that they were never going to get it all down in time, he tossed a bag to Vera, who started stuffing the grass into her mouth and swallowing as fast as she could.

“The cops are going to get us!” Shelly wailed. “We’re going to jail!”

Andy held a bag out to Chris.

She shook her head. “I’m driving.”

He turned to Debbie and held the bag out to her.

“No way!” she said emphatically. “We’re pregnant, remember?”

The police cars were almost on top of them. Chris kept glancing nervously into the sideview mirror.

“Faster, faster!” Chili said, chewing furiously and swallowing as quickly as she could. “You better step on it!”

Chris sped up, but the police cruisers kept on gaining.

Their cheeks were all stuffed to capacity.

“Faster! Eat faster!” Shelly cried.

“Come on, help us!” Vera said, handing him a fistful of grass. “Come on!”

“Uh . . . I guess I’m just not hungry,” Shelly said, grimacing with distatst and pulling back from her.

“You’re always hungry, Shelly!” Andy said, his mouth full. “Come on, eat!”

“Come on, hurry up!” said Vera.

“I’m allergic to pot!” Shelly shouted, furious that he was going to get busted because of them.

“They’re too close!” said Chris. “I gotta pull over!”