It was the night before prom and I had just gotten off the phone with my boyfriend. He called to break up with me. I was sitting in my room, al ittle shocked by what had just happened. I decided to go for a ride in my red Honda Civic LX. I got in the car and drove off.

I was headed over to Allen's house to see if he could go crusin' 'round town. He could go so he got in his 2000 V-tech SI and started following me. After a while we went and got a pizza and started talking about my car. He talked about all the possible things to do to make my car just as fast and good looking as his. All this was sounding good but I wasn't sure yet.

We got bored and decided to go see Adam. We pulled in his driveway and he was working on his 2002 Prelude. Adam told us he had just put 19" rims, AEM cold air intake, front and back altezzed lights, supercharger with intercooler, custom exhaust, part polished V-tech engine, and 250 shot nos. Adams car looked great. Allen didn't think there was a car on the planet that could beat it.

Adam had called Barrett earlier and asked to come over. When Barrett arrived we were amazed at how good his Integra looked. Adam and Barrett said they were going to a race later and asked us if we wanted to go. We said sure. We went and Will and his brother were there.
I got out of the car and said to Will, "Hows a going man?" Will looked mad.

"I'll never forgive you!"

"What did I do?"

"You know," Christian replied. Will was mad because at a race earlier in the week, he had gotten dusted by a mustang. It was horrible. The civic brok down right at the start line and the mustang was off. Christian had made Will look like and idiot in front of everyone. Will was going to do something about it, but he didn't. He just took a pie filled with maggots and started to eat it while chanting:
"4. 8. 3. 9. Where are all the chairs with padded seats?"

Over and over he chanted and then all of the sudden he crawled inside his shirt pocket and disappeared.