CHAPTER 3
“Gaby come on, we’re going to be late and piss off Frazer. We’re already on the man’s s**t list.”
Redgee yelled.
Gaby lightly touched the stiff white tips of his short spiked hair and looked to make sure his black eye liner wasn’t thicker on one side than another. “Frazer said we had to look our best tonight, that we were having special guests. I hope you aren’t wearing jeans and a t-shirt, Redg.”
“No I’m not, now let’s go.” Redgee yelled once more.
Gaby laughed when he heard Redgee running back into the other room. He knew his best friend well, and Redgee’s idea of dressing up was a t-shirt that didn’t have swear words or s****l connotations, and jeans instead of cargo shorts—and shoes? Gaby laughed, thinking about all the bitching the guy was going to do about having to we
