"Who's ready for the rumble?!" A drunk Two-Bit said as he stumbled inside. I laughed and grabbed a beer from the fridge. I sat across from Steve and held my arm up.
"Just 'cause you're a girl, doesn't mean I go easy on you."
"Can it Randle."
I pinned his arm down and laughed. He scoffed and stood up.
Darry put Soda in a headlock and everyone ran out the door.
Adrenaline pumping.
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