Ceasars Furture II
We walked around the isles, picking up book after book. We gave them to Ruby.
"Oh, great." We gave Ruby the stack of books. "Oh, it's heavy. Okay. All right." We went to a empty table, scanning through the pages. "I found the tip!" Ruby said as he opened the book with a dick in it. I giggled. "And the balls and the shaft."
"We don't have time for dick jokes." Monse angrily said.
"There's always time for dick jokes." I innocently said to her.
"Cesar needs us. Stop dicking around." She went back to her book.
"You do know that was another dick joke, right?" Monse laughed and stuck up the middle finger. "How do we know what we're searching for?" Ruby puts down his book. I rubbed my eyes due to the pain of reading so much.
"You'll know when you know." We went back to reading. I was tapping my fingers, just being impatient.
"Can you stop that?" Jamal looked at me.
"Sorry." I stopped. I grabbed another book, i opened the first page and the time card had a Santo cross. I took it out and it had four elements. My eyes widen. "Look at what I got here." I showed them. They all grin. We cleared the table, Jamal went to get the periodic table.
"Okay, so we've got four elements. What can we make with them?"
"Uh A bomb." Ruby spoke. "To cause a distraction to get Cesar the hell out of here."
"Promethium, Phosphorus, Lanthium, Neon.
It's a compound."
"Or it spells something out." I told them. They all looked at me. "What? I pay attention." I took put some paper and wrote down the words. "PM plane."
"Night plane? The Midnight Plane to Georgia."
"It's Midnight Train."
"And PM is noon, not midnight." We tried to put together.
"Midnight Plane to Georgia? Your black card should be revoked for that." Monse told Jamal.
"Uh, uh, uh, uh. Halves cannot revoke the black cards of wholes."
"Says who?"
"All of me." He shimmy his body. I couldnt think of what it was due to the talking.
"It's Pimp Lane." Ruby yelled. "It's Pimp Lane! And only a local would know that.ย Holy shit! This is real! We got to go! We got to go! It's Pimp Lane! Oh, the game's afoot, bitches!" We rode our bikes to Pimp lane. Monse's phone was blowing up the whole time we were together.
"It's Olivia. She's been blowing me up all day."
"So, answer it." I told her as we put our bikes and skateboard against the fence.
"And tell her what happened with Cesar? No way I'm telling her about us."
"Us? She's calling about Cesar."
"Yeah. Right.You know what I mean. I don't want her to worry." She hands the phone to Ruby. "Here."
"This is your phone." He gives her phone back. "I don't want in on this drama."
"It's Olivia. Answer it." Monse give the phone to Jamal.
"Oh, hell no!" He pushes her hand back. "That's like giving Oxy to a junkie" he walks away with Ruby. Just as i was gonna to walk away, Monse pulls me to her side and answers the phone.
"Hey! What's up?" There was a pause. "Me? No, why would he be with me? I'm hanging with Ruby and Jamal and Valeria." She looks at me. "Val is dying to talk to you." I shook my head.
"Dont you dare!" She hands me her phone.
"Hey." I sang.
"What's going on?" Olivia asked.
"Uh We're working on a surprise for your quince." I faked a laugh. "Monse wants the phone back." I shoved her phone back.
"No. I don't want it." I ran to Jamal and Ruby. The moaning and grunting of the couples making out made me uncomfortable.
"What are you doing?" I asked Jamal as he had heat thermal and pointing at the couple making out.
"We're trying to figure out if that's a boob or a butt."typical boys.
"A boob."
"Can we get back to saving our friend?" Monse comes in. We went in, looking for clues and there was nothing.
"Nothing. There's nothing."
"Except a lot of STDs. That's why I didn't pull out the black light." Jamal said to is as we walked back to our bikes.
"We must have missed something." I told them.
"So you want the black light?"
"No, no. She's talking about the elements. We must've messed up the name. It's not Pimp Lane."
"But it's got to be Pimp Lane." Monse and Ruby sat on the couch.
"Oh, I wouldn't sit there." Jamal and I stood there looking at the couple making out on the couch and imagining how disgusting that couch is. "Hey it's a path!" Jamal looks off and walks the path. I followed him. "I found something!" The two stopped arguing and we saw the Santos cross. "That's a Santos cross.
But what does it say above it?"
"En las sombras Del tiempo." I translated.
"'In the shadows of time.'"
"Yeah, but what's six, four, seven, nine?"
"It's a sundial. Chivo said Lil' Ricky loved them.
"What do we do with it? There's no sun."
"Ha." Jamal laughs. "Watch and learn, my crab-infested friends." He pulls out a pen. "Okay, so first, we take out a pen. Then we need a light to be the sun. So, a sundial is like a clock. So, if I position my light over the numbers, it'll cast a shadow onto the letter-"
"Enough! Just do it." Ruby yelled at him.
"Okay, you need to learn this in case of the apocalypse."
"What?" I frowned.
"I'm gonna follow the numbers to get a letter.
Here we go. Six o'clock: P. Four: O. Seven: O. Nine: L. Pool. The money's at the pool."
"But where's a pool?" We all started to think.
"The community pool!" We said together.
"The community pool! Lil' Ricky, you can suck it, because nothing gets past us!" We ran to get our bikes. Once we got there, Monse's, Ruby's bikes were gone and so was my skateboard.
"Our bikes!"
"My skateboard!" I dropped my head. Great, that was the only transportation i had. Jamal laughed at us.
"What the hell?"
"Rookies? What, were you guys raised in the 'burbs or something? Lock it or lose it."
"Read the room, Jamal. How are we gonna get around now?" Jamal pulls out his phone, texting someone. A few minutes later, Abueltia came pulling up.
"What are you doing at Pimp Lane?" She asked us.
"Um How do you know about Pimp Lane?" Ruby asked her too.
"Mijo, I wasn't always old. I was once, what they call, a sure thing." She smiles. I hid my smile. God you gotta love abueltia.
"I think I'm gonna throw up." Ruby held his chest.
"Don't slut shame me."
"Abuelita, we got to get to the community pool." Monse told her.
"Por que?"
"We'll tell you on the way." She nodded her head and we got in the car. Abueltia took us to the pool. We ran out and snuck in.
"Jamal, what are you doing?"
"Look out!"I pointed out, Jamal fell right in the pool. He screamed. We didnt find anything and ran back to the car.
"Jamal, why are you soaking wet?" Abueltia asked.
"I don't want to talk about it." Jamal didnt want to talk about it. "What just happened ain't right."
"What's not right is there's no Santos Cross here. Every clue had a cross on it." I pulled out my phone to see if there was anymore pools.
"Google says there's 19 more pools in Freeridge." I frowned.
"Okay, so Jamal, you change into the clothes I have in the back and we'll check all the pools." Abueltia told him.
"No. I'm doomed. We're doomed. Cesar's doomed. I haven't slept in days. Julio's dead, and poor Juanita." Im sorry, Juanita? Who in the hell is that?
"We're not doomed if we solve this, so stop being so dramatic." Monse told him off.
"I am being dramatic." Jamal said aloud.
"We know."
"Like Nicolas Cage dramatic." We all looked at him. Why Cage?ย
"Odd reference, but yeah, so quit it."
"I'm so dramatic that I tried out for the local production of Rent."
"That was a rip off of La Boheme." Ruby told him.
"Whatever." Jamal shakes his head. "My point is I tried out at the Robert Pool Theater." We all were confused. "The P-O-O-L Theater. It's a pool in the title."
"Oh." We gasp out. Abueltia stepped on the gas and we flew back to our seats. Screaming as how fast she was going. We got in, looking around, as people were practicing.
"There's nothing here." I said out loud.
"Keep looking."
"I think this might be a dead end too." Ruby says as he stood besides me. We went back to looking.
"Hear ye, hear ye. Hast thou observeth a crucifix of yonder year?" Jamal yelled. I closed my eyes, oh boy. "Circa the year of our lord 1980?"
"What?" The lady frowned.
"Have any of you seen a cross?"
"There's a cross in the wings that we touch before each show for good luck. Been there forever." We all ran into the stage and looked for the cross.
"'Find your center.' This doesn't make any sense."
Okay, so we started at the park and then we went to the library and then we went to Pimp Lane and then finally we came here."
"And get dick." I said.
"Technically that happened at the library."
"Ta-da!" Abueltia cheered. We ran to her as she had a map, with circles.
"What is this?"
"This is finding your center." She hugged us. "The park." We went to the left. "The library." Went up. "Pimp Lane." And we walked back to the right. "And now here. Four points."she did her cross. "It's a cross." We kneeled down and abueltia connects the dots, which became a cross. "Huh?"
"Now I really don't know what you're talking about."
"That makes three of us."
"Do you know what's in the center of these four points?" She asked us. We didnt say a thing. Sorry abueltia but we arent in class. She circled the middle. "A place with muchos Santos."
"Oh." We got it. Its a church! Ahah who wouldn't known! Not me. We drove to the church. I havent been to church in a long time, call me the devil. Well, my nickname was La Diabla. We checked row after row, and nothing.
"Not here." I popped out under the bench.
"Not here."
"It's not here." We got together. We sat on the bench, looking at the alter. "Is it just me or is that baby Jesus throwing a gang sign?" We all looked. Hell, he sure is.
"He's repping the Santos!" We ran up there looking for any clues.
"There's nothing here!" Ruby yelled as he slammed his hand against the table. He kept knocking, it sounded hallow. "Val, help me with this."
"Okay." I walked up and helped him. I was about to grab the bible.
"Hey! Have some respect." He did a little prayer. Oops. I did it quickly. He handed me the bible.
"What are you doing?" We all asked as Ruby kept knocking.
"This isn't just an altar. It's a magic box. Like Ms.
Uyeshiro's box." We didnt remember. "Don't you remember her box?" Jamal laughed. "Come on, man, grow up! But don't you remember her box in the fourth grade? It was like this intriguing, impenetrable cypher." Jamal kept laughing.
"Dude, we don't have time for that!"I slapped his arm.
"Oh, so we got time for dick jokes, but not box jokes?" Monse said.
"You heard that?" Ruby asked. He touched something. "You heard that?"
"Yeah." We smiled. This is it!
"Hey, Jamal, help me." They started to look where to open the top. "Here! Here! Here! Lift it. Lift it." They lifted the top. There it was, a box.
"What the what? I told you it was real." We all laughed. All that hard work!
"We just saved Cesar!" Monse smiles.
"We just saved Cesar! This is surreal." We opened the box. It was filled with gold. Wow!
"We need to memorialize the moment and send it to Cesar." Ruby pulls out his phone and put a gold coin in his mouth as he was going to send a picture.
"Okay, right." I gathered the coins in my hands, ready for the picture.
"It's chocolate." Ruby said. I looked down. No. No. I cant be. I squished the coin, the chocolate came out.
"Hell, yeah, we got chocolate! We can buy chocolate, vanilla, that new Tesla with the gull wings." Jamal danced.
"No, the gold. It's not gold, it's chocolate." Ruby yelled at him. We dig through it. There were fake ass candies! Monse and I threw our heads back.
"Maybe it's only chocolate on the top." Jamal pulled out a gnome. With the not saying, 'You Won! Enjoy your treat!' Cesar. Oh no. "Chivo." Jamal yelled.
"It's Cesar." Monse picked up the phone. She walked off. I sat on the steps, thinking all of this, was for nothing. It was all fake. "Oh, my God.
Oh, my God." Monse started to freak out.
She pushed Jamal. "You better pray he's okay."
"We'll get the money, and he'll be safe."
"We could've had him out of town by now!"
"This is just a mislead. A red herring. A MacGuffin. Tell her, Ruby."
"I told you we should've just put him on a bus."
"He needs money to get away. RollerWorld is that money." Jamal started to say. "We just got to -"
"Got to what? You live in a fantasy. Grow up, Jamal.
You just ruined Cesar's life. He's never gonna be the same." Monse yelled at him.
"I didn't ruin his life. He ruined his own life. Cesar's in a gang! Okay? That's the reality, all right? And you think I'm living in a fantasy? You're the one who's living in a fantasy thinking you can save Cesar. It's not going to happen. Ever! Cesar was born a Santo, he's gonna die a Santo. So stop lying to yourself, sweetie." It broke my heart. I dont want that to be true. Not Cesar.
"I'm lying to myself? Your whole life is a lie. Those fake-ass injuries. Bullshitting your parents. The football team. You're the biggest, fakest liar ever. I hope I never see you again." Monse yelled at him as she walked away from us.
"And you never will."
"Jamal, Monse, chill!" I yelled at him, neither listened.
"No! I'm sick and tired of chilling." He turned to me. "And I'm sick and tired of y'all telling me that it's always my fault. So you can miss me with that crap." He pushed me. I fell back. Ruby came to me.
"I never said it was your fault! I believed it too! So you can miss me with that bullshit!" I pushed him back. I walked away from the boys.
"Val!" Ruby called out. I walked home, cold. Cesar was in my mind, knowing him, i know he wont kill Latrelle. I know him.
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