Page 21 of Puck Shots
You up?
A few seconds later, my phone vibrates, and his message comes through.
JOHN:
Yep, what’s up. Everything going okay at the house?
ME:
Yeah, your friend’s brother is looking out for me. He’s cool. Loud, but cool.
JOHN:
That’s good. See, I told you that you’d fit in there.
ME:
I don’t know that I would say I fit in just yet.
JOHN:
You killed the quiz, right?
ME:
Third.
JOHN:
Seriously?
ME:
I may have thrown a few questions. You know, to win over some of the pledges.
JOHN:
Did it work?
ME:
I think so, the prank on the Pres did more, though.
JOHN:
You pranked the Pres? Who are you, and what have you done with my brother? I don’t have much money, but I could pay you at least a twenty for his safe return.
Fucking smart ass.
ME:
Is that all I am worth to you?
JOHN:
I’d sell my soul for you, brother. But seriously, you pranked the KOK president?
ME:
