Chapter 1. The Night Out

a little early but i don't mind

It’s a Tuesday night we’re at the Cosa Nostra bar in little Italy. Unfortunately I’m the only one who knows what that means. None the less Jack uses one his friends from his PMC to get us in. It’s a simple bar but they card you at the front so you need a friend to get in.

            “Jack why are we here? You know I don’t drink.” I said

            “No but you can drive right?” Jack replied

            “You sneaky b*****d.”

I never drink, I’ve seen what it does to people and I refuse to let it affect me but I laughed just the same. A night out is a night out and with friends its fun anyway especially when everyone else is paying. I keep ordering sodas my friends order beers. We talk about good times in high school since were all graduating this year. Brett wants to be a mechanic he’s going to move to Columbus and work for a shop there he’s pretty handy with mechanical things. Jacks got his PMC leaving me and Matt with no idea what we’re going to do. To lazy to think about it I guess. A few hours later into the night I noticed a girl looking across the bar at me glancing every so often while on the phone. Unfortunately for me Jack noticed as well and because he had had a few he motioned me to go talk to her. When I turned back around to see if she was still there a couple of guys began to hassle her. They wore leather jackets and blue jeans with greased back hair. Reminded me of a few movies I know of. I’m a movie fanatic; I watch the classics and the new ones from Casa Blanca to the fourth Indiana Jones. I even where a black fedora and black overcoat to look like a private detective, it’s what I’ve been thinking of becoming after college, if I go to college. I’m getting off track. There annoying her I can tell by they way she rolls here eyes she just keeps playing with her phone. Suddenly she looks at me after rolling her eyes and makes a motion with her head to come save her. I chuckled.

            “Don’t you hate A******s like them?” Brett asked

            “Yeah I do” Matt answered

I got up and made my way to the bar where the girl was. There were three of those greasers but only one was hassling the girl. He grabbed her arm, that’s when I got mad.

            “Come on sugar…hic” he hiccupped obviously drunk

            “Let go of me!” she said

            “hic….Listen sugar either you...hic...give some to me or you give some to…..everybody…hic” that’s where he grabbed her arm.

            Now I don’t normally start fights but there’s something about a damsel in distress that makes the chivalry inside me kick in.

            “You should let go” I said pulling his hand off her.

            “Hey do you know who he is! He’s Mikey D!” one of his stooges called out.

            “Great, I’ll pretend like that means something for about ten seconds. Why don’t you leave while it’s still your choice.” I told them

            Jack and Brett stood up at this point Matt was still doing something on his laptop. There were seven of us standing, eight once Matt finished with his laptop. He whispered in Brett’s ear. Mike’s face became serious as if he hadn’t been drinking at all. We stood face to face and for a while the whole bar was silent. Nobody moved. Then Brett jumped on top of our table and screamed at the top of his lungs.

            “MORTAL KOMBAT!” He jumped off the table and grabbed one of the stooges from behind putting him into a chokehold. Matt began playing the mortal kombat theme from his laptop. The bar erupted into a fight scene. Mike punched me I kicked him. He attacked with a knife he had brought and made a swinging motion. I jumped back twice as he slashed at me. I grabbed a beer bottle off the nearest table and smashed him over the head with it while he was swinging. He stumbled backwards dropping the knife I punched him once, twice, three times and he was out on the floor. Jack kicked one guy Spartan style onto the ground. Matt picked one of mike’s guys and threw him out the bar. Brett tossed his unconscious guy out and Jack dragged his out as well. I picked mike up by his collar.

            “He-Hey wake up!” I said smacking him “If I see you hassling a nice girl again I’ll hit you so hard you’ll wake up next week. Jack, Matt, and Brett came over and we picked him up. We started swaying him back and forth as the bartender held the door open. We began chanting in unison.

            “One, Two, Three!” we threw him out laughing as we closed the door. The room got louder as people began applauding and cheering. I didn’t see why, we made a mess and committed assault.

            “Next round on the house for you guys.” The bartender said

Something didn’t seem right, it was too easy. I looked around for the girl the snobs were annoying but she was no where to be found. None the less I enjoyed my free soda and an hour later we started the long drive back to the hotel. It wasn’t far away but at three in the morning traffic was terrible. When we finally reached the hotel we crashed on the beds Brett and I slept on the floor leaving two beds for Matt and Jack. I didn’t have a blanket just a pillow so I kept my jacket on. I went over the whole scene in my head something wasn’t right. It was too easy no cops no paying for the mess no girl after the fact. To many variables that didn’t make sense. Unfortunately for me I was right. I tilted my hat over my head buttoned my jacket up and drifted to sleep.

Reviews

[Ace D Portgas]

Loved the Mortal Kombat part lol...Now I still got to read the next chapters but I like how you made the girl disappear...Gives it a mysterious aura...Not to mention everything you said about how they committed assault and everything seemed okay

[MR_BERG]

The first guy's right. Use the prologue's contents to develop your characters, but within the story.

[I.T.]

Kill the prologue and look up when and why you need a prologue!

Then kill your first chapter and rewrite it over again! CHOP CHOP! I want to see progress.

1 out of 5 stars