Suzy’s Strange Saga

“…act now and Ground Zero will provide a…”

Click.

As you groggily wake up, you’re wondering if you should bother even taking your tv with you considering the stations just play Ground Zero commercials half the time.

You look at the time and see that you’ve slept for most of the morning, but it doesn’t matter considering your sister isn’t going to pick you up until the afternoon. You just hope that she remembers to come get you period. While your sister isn’t as flaky as Julie, she still doesn’t have the greatest sense of responsibility.

You also check your phone and see that Bobby’s still trying to reach you, but you still don’t feel like dealing with him. MAYBE later, right now you want to focus on one major decision at a time and moving out of a place where you’ve lived your whole life certainly qualifies.

All your stuff is packed and ready to go, and since you can’t do much more until your sister gets here, you just wait.

As you continue to wait, you start to get anxious. You start to worry if you’re making the right decision or not. You start to pace in your room weighing all the pros and cons of what you’re doing.

“Ugh, this is so stressful…I need to calm down…” you say and start unzipping one of your packed bags to get old reliable to relax you.

20 minutes later…

“Hey Suzy?! You down there?” you hear Donna call from upstairs.
“Huh? Uh what?! Yeah! Hold on!” you exclaim and stop your stress relief session.

As you hurry to get dressed, Donna continues to call down to you.

“I called you know, why didn’t you answer?”
“Uh, I guess I didn’t hear it. Sorry about that. Be up in a minute.”
“I thought you were ready. What were you doing? Splittin’ the kitten down there?” Donna laughs. You don’t answer; you just finish dressing and grab your bags.

When you get upstairs, Donna greets you. She’s wearing a shirt that is obviously trying to call attention to her small breasts and pants that are one size too tight to make her ass look like its more filled out, but she’s dressed fairly conservative all things considered.

“Were you just taking what’s in your bags? Because we could probably put more into the car.”
“Nah, I need to get out of here now. I mean maybe later I could get someone to come get my couch or some of my furniture though.”
“Okay, but really I don’t think you’ll need to, Julie’s got spare beds and such. Plenty of space you know.”
“Yeah I know. Let’s get going.”

You and Donna leave the house and after throwing your bags in her car you and her are soon on your way.

Along the way Donna puts on some music. She takes mercy on you by not listening to that techno dance crap that you hate so much, but instead listens to the bubble gum pop crap that you hate slightly less.

“So…I found an area of the house where I think you’ll be happiest at yesterday.” Donna says.
“Oh? Is it the basement?”
“Hah, nah. That’s being used for other things. I was thinking of Julie’s dad’s old office on the far left of the house. I mean Julie never uses it, and besides a few people wandering from the main party to have a quickie in there it’s never used anymore.”
“Gee, you make it sound so appealing.”
“Well it’s either that or one of the upstairs bedrooms and I can’t promise you won’t be disturbed on regular basis there. At least with the office you can lock it and it’s far enough away from the usual party grounds.”
“I guess it’s the best I can hope for, thanks I guess for thinking ahead.”
“No problem. You know I’m glad you’re coming to live with us. I mean I know you probably don’t believe it, but I missed talking with you. Julie’s fun and all, but even I get tired from partying ALL the time.”
“Well thanks Donna…hey this is like the twelfth police car I’ve seen pulled over and cops arresting someone.” You say looking out the window.
“Yeah, I dunno if you’ve noticed since you tend to hang out in the basement most of the time, but there’s been an increase in crime which also means an increase in the cops using that as an excuse to be assholes… like this. Shit!”

Nothing like talking something into existence. A cop car puts on its siren and a bullhorn tells you to pull over. You briefly worry that your sister isn’t going to pull over, but she does. Swearing and sighing the whole time.

Doesn’t take long before a policeman approaches the vehicle.

“Alright where are you going in such a hurry?” the cop asks.
“Nowhere. I wasn’t even speeding!”
“Is that right honey? Not according to my radar you weren’t. Besides, you ignored a stop sign back there. I think you need to step out of the car.”
“Are you kidding me? There wasn’t a stop sign!”
“Aren’t you supposed to ask for her license and registration first?” you add.

The cop suddenly points his finger at the both of you.

“The both of you need to shut the hell up right, before I run you both in for obstruction of justice. Now both of you out of the car now!”

Your sister looks at you like she really wants to just try to turn the car back on and try to drive away, but you both know that wouldn’t do any good save for getting yourselves in a whole lot of trouble.

The cop calls over his partner who looks equally uncompromising. He tells him to search you, while he starts searching the car while he puts Donna up against the car and starts patting down Donna.

“Getting a good feel, you bastard?” Donna remarks.

The cop frisking you is slightly better, since you don’t get your girl parts molested, but he certainly comes close. He snickers a bit as you tense up from this indignity.

After you and your sister have been frisked. They tell you both to go sit on the curb with your hands locked behind your heads while they search the car.

This is a bad situation anyway since you’re obviously dealing with two asshole cops, but who knows what the hell Donna’s got in her car which will give them even more of an excuse to march you off to jail.

Speaking of which, Donna whispers to you.

“We need to run.”
“What?” you ask in a whisper.
“Those two fuckers are going to find something in the car.”
“You’re driving with illegal drugs in the car?”
“Not that much, well at least I don’t think I am…hell I’m not even sure, but I can’t take that chance! We gotta run!”
“And where the hell are we gonna go?”
“I dunno! We could probably still hide at Julie’s house.”
“You’re joking right? That place is probably the first place they’ll look! Shit, Donna! I knew I shouldn’t have left the goddamn basement today!”
“Look…they’re pretty involved in searching right now. If we ran we could probably at least lose them until we came up with a better idea.”

You get the impression Donna is going to run no matter what and you can’t see how that’s going to be a good idea in any way. You’re also concerned that if she runs and you stay, these two cops will just pin everything on you (whatever that may be).

Still, if she sees that you’re determined to stay, maybe she’ll keep to her common sense and won’t run too.