No Name Chapter One

Chapter two

Where's your girlfriend?" The black cop asked you from the front seat of the cruiser.

"Fuck you" you said, deepening your voice. You got pretty scary and could really hurt someone, people say your scarier when your voice is deeper.

lYou can't intimidate me, son" he said with a chuckle.

You could tell you were still pretty wasted. No one could ever tell when you were drunk anymore. The only thing that changed about you was that you were way more cockier than normal. You are drunk so often now that you could run a marathon and not even stumble.

You let out a soft chuckle as you looked out the window.

"What's so funny, son?" The cop said normally, like he was talking to an old friend.

"Oh nothing" you said with a cocky smile. You dislocated your left thumb without even flinching. You have gotten out of cuffs too many times to remember. You slid your hand out of the cuff but kept it behind your back. You discreetly reached into your back pocket and grabbed a pin. You pushed the pin into the key hole and started to pick the lock, which you were a pro at. Once you had your other hand out you re located your thumb an ran your hands through you sandy blond hair. You grabbed the cuffs and leaned forward. You dropped them on the cops lap.

"Don't think these will work too well." You told him with a cocky tone. The cop didn't say anything. The car pulled up in front of a tall white building. You could tell there were words written above what looked like the entrance, but you couldn't read it. The only thin that went when you were wasted was your ability to read. The two cops got out then came to your side and opened the door. You grabbed your bag and stood up, stringing it over your shoulder. You grabbed your board from the seat beside you.You were turned around and the cuffs were placed back over your swollen wrists, tighter this time. You could still get out of them, easily. You laughed lightly at the thought. One of the cops grabbed your bag from you.

"Hey!" You yelled at him. "That's my shit!" You said a little more quiet. He went to grab your board but you pulled away.

"Fuck that" you said. You continued to walk up to the building.

"Welcome to Pismo Beach Correctional Rehabilitation Centre" the black cop said. For some reason you couldn't help but laugh. You just started laughing while they both gave you weird looks.

"Are you intoxicated, son?" He asked.

"When am I not?" You said, laughing even harder. You were pushed through the door into the bright white hallway. You put on a cocky smile as you walked down the hall. You were eventually turned into a doorway. the inside of the room looked like an interrogation room. You looked over at the cop and walked in. You set your board down on the table. there were chairs on each side of the table but you chose to sit on the table. You sat there for about ten minutes before you realized what they were doing. They were trying to make you sweat, to stress you out so you would tell them where Ash was hiding. You started to whistle loudly. You laid down on the table and looked up. There was a pipe like thing going along the ceiling of the room. You stood on the table and reached for it. You grabbed onto it an pulled. It wasn't a pipe it was just a random bar. You pulled your shirt over Your head, put both of your hands on it and started to pull yourself up. You could work out forever. You did a lot of running and other things that kept both you and Ash in peak physical shape. You did about twenty or so pull ups when you got bored. You got down and started digging around in your pockets. You found a ball, a lighter, a bag of weed, a toy car, your phone, headphones and a ring. You were planning on giving Ash the ring once you were out of Pismo beach. You bounced the ball and it started to bounce off the walls at what looked like lightning speed. For some reason this excited you. You grabbed it out of the air and bounced it again. You grabbed your phone and turned it on. You played music as loud as it you'll go. You began to roll a joint when a voice came on over a hidden intercom.

"You can't smoke that in here. " it said. You shrugged your shoulders and smiled. You put the joint in your mouth you lit the lighter and brought it to your mouth. You inhaled the sweet smelling smoke of the weed. pure pleasure courses through your body as you inhaled. You leaned your chair back and took another toke. Just then some cop burst the door open and grabbed your joint and left. You still had plenty more weed. You decided to do something stupid. You brought the whole bag of weed onto your lap under the table and lit the whole bag up. At first it stunk but then the sweet aroma of pot filled your nostrils. Within seconds the entire room was hot boxed. You stood up and inhaled in, held it, then exhaled. You felt the high all over your body. You started to do more pull ups but quickly got bored. You looked over and saw that almost an entire wall was glass. It was obviously two way glass. You made a surfs sign with your hand an stuck your tongue out. You hopped on your board and did a simple olly. You repeated that a few times before moving onto a new trick. Space was limited so you didn't have much room. You quickly got bored of your board and grabbed the toy car and started playing with it. A good song came on an you started head banging. You knew they wanted to take away your weed but if the came in they would be hot boxed too. You smile to yourselves. Eventually you got bored of everything and really hungry. You knocked on the glass.

"Hey can I get some food in here?" You asked them. You took your shirt and put it on your board, laying down on the ground. You laid your head on the board and eventually got to tired to move. Right as you were about to fall asleep you saw a few people come in with paint masks on. That was the last thing you saw before you fell asleep.