We split up and got ready for the signal. It was going to be a little harder this time, because we were a man short. I wonder how much fun Roberto's having right now.

The signal went off, and Luigi and I went over to distract the skinheads. It was easier than I thought. Loren, Antonio, and Angelo went in with their Uzis, and wounded four of them. Luigi and I beat up the other three. The punks seemed to have an IQ of about a goldfish.

We pillaged all of the guns and assortments of other weaponry, and drove back to the house, the second happiest bastards alive. Roberto probably has one hell of a smile on his face right about now.

All I wanted to do was hit the sack. Roberto was still in my room with Cindy. I could sleep in his room, or sleep on the couch.

Let's just say I woke up with a kink in my neck. I wondered what would be for breakfast. It smelled like Luigi was cooking up some jalapeno omelettes.

Luigi: Hey, man. Doesn't look like you had such a great sleep last night. Did you want any jalapeno?

Michael: Um...no. I think I'll stick with those Lucky Charm things.

Antonio: Hey, Loren! You're gonna be late. Get your ass down here!

Instead of seeing Loren and Robin coming down, Roberto and Cindy stumbled down the stairs half asleep. I could see the weird look on Cindy's face, when she suddenly smelled the scent of jalapeno.

I finished eating and went upstairs. I packed my bags and got ready for school, then knocked on Loren's door. He was all ready to go, but before he left, Robin pulled him closer for one last kiss. I turned my face and walked downstairs. Loren followed soon after.

Michael: We're leaving for school now. Anybody need a lift?

Angelo: Yeah, I don't wanna go with the others. They're barely alive.

Michael: Okay, let's hit the road.

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