Dylan drove carefully as his friend sat in the passenger seat, his iPod blaring, even Dylan could hear most of the words in the song. As the boy shook his head at the friend who would soon be deaf, he pulled in the driveway. This is where he would be staying for the next couple of days until he was able to find an apartment of his own. "Damn, I can't believe you live here." he said with a chuckle as the car's engine shut off and the two boys hopped out of the car which at the time, looked pretty old and busted up, but was slowly being rebuilt into a nice muscle car.
The friend, named Stephen made his way quickly to the door and pulled open the large, expensive glass door as Dylan reached into the back seat to pull out the backpack he had managed to pack up before his mother so casually decided it was time to kick him out. As Dylan looked around the house, he still couldn't believe his best friend's parents were so rich.
"My parents are out of town for the week." mumbled Stephen as he grabbed Dylan's backpack and made his way towards his bedroom where Dylan would be staying for the next little while. Dylan of course, assumed this was the only reason he was able to stay, Stephen's parents never really liked Dylan, ever since they found out his parents weren't also rich, but this never stopped either of them from hanging out. Even though the boy's room was a total mess, you could tell he had money. There was a computer, a large screen TV a xbox and a laptop scattered around in the disaster area. "Oh right, and my sister's here too..." he added as the boy threw Dylan's bag down on the floor and hopped on the large bed which had been covered in cloths and other objects.
The friend, named Stephen made his way quickly to the door and pulled open the large, expensive glass door as Dylan reached into the back seat to pull out the backpack he had managed to pack up before his mother so casually decided it was time to kick him out. As Dylan looked around the house, he still couldn't believe his best friend's parents were so rich.
"My parents are out of town for the week." mumbled Stephen as he grabbed Dylan's backpack and made his way towards his bedroom where Dylan would be staying for the next little while. Dylan of course, assumed this was the only reason he was able to stay, Stephen's parents never really liked Dylan, ever since they found out his parents weren't also rich, but this never stopped either of them from hanging out. Even though the boy's room was a total mess, you could tell he had money. There was a computer, a large screen TV a xbox and a laptop scattered around in the disaster area. "Oh right, and my sister's here too..." he added as the boy threw Dylan's bag down on the floor and hopped on the large bed which had been covered in cloths and other objects.