PREPPY PART TWO EXCERPT & TEASERS!

JANUARY 24th THE BOW TIE IS BACK!

EXCLUSIVE EXCERPT

“You know; I don’t think you fucking do remember.” King stomped his way over to me, stopping only when his knees were pressed against mine, towering above me, glaring down as if he were about to strangle me with his bare hands. His nostrils flared. “You claim to remember. So tell me, what do we do when we want something?”

“We…we take it,” I said, rubbing my temples and recalling the words the naive kid versions of ourselves wrote down that day.

“Louder,” King demanded roughly grabbing me by the shoulders and lifting me off my feet.

“We take it,” I said a little bit louder, pushing his hands off of me only to have him grip me again, harder this time, and step even closer until he was right up in my face and our noses were almost touching.

“Louder, motherfucker,” King demanded with a growl.

“We take it!” I yelled, pushing against him only to have him push back against me yet again. He grabbed me by the back of the head and pushed his forehead against mine so he was staring right into my eyes and I had no choice but to stare back.

“Again! Louder! What do we do when we want something?” King screamed, anger pulsed from the vein in his neck as he talked through his teeth. “Tell. Me. What. We. DO!!!!”

I hit my boiling point. His fingers dug into the back of my neck as we squared off. “We take it!” I yelled. “We motherfucking take it! Cause it’s ours! It’s all fucking ours to fucking take!”

“Scream it! Show me you still fucking believe in this! In us!” King said shaking me by the back of the neck and screaming in my face.

“We fucking take it!” I roared back with everything I had, my teeth clenching together as King held his forehead against mine. “We fucking take all of it!!!!!”

King clapped me on the back and released me, but he continued to crowd my space, his eyes never leaving mine. “Good. Now tell me what happens when someone stands in the way of us taking what’s ours?” He grabbed the notebook and thrust it against my chest. I closed my hands around it and looked from it to my best friend with new found determination I felt building in my soul.

“We fucking kill ‘em'."