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Did Noah have a single idea why he was helping the bunch of idiots his friends were?
No, Maybe it was Cody sitting in the back cheering him on.
Was he legally allowed to drive?
No
Was it legally allowed for underage minors to be escaping police in a car chase?
Definitely not.
Yet here Noah was complaining in the back of the car with Gwen and Cody over Duncan stealing some alcohol from the gas station they stopped at. "I'm just saying, it feels stupid for us to share the car with the criminal and get it on our record rather than meeting him there." Owen butted in as Trent tried to reassure Eva that they would be fine. "Noah man, we just wanna have some fun. I think it's smarter to have other people who can drive in the car anyway-" Owen's joke was quickly cut off by Duncan who practically ripped open the car door. He threw two six packs straight at Izzy and Trent, one worried they would explode and the other already trying to crack open a case.
"FUCKING CHRIST!" Duncan was shouting as he panicked and struggled to put the keys into the car and then into gear. With everyone all at once shouting Duncan's name while he drove recklessly in an old abandoned road. It was 12 almost one in the morning and Noah wasn't about to die on some dingy road for the punks sake. Cody was thrown into him mostly by the car but Gwen may have assisted.
Was Noah a minute away from a gay panic if Cody got thrown deeper into his chest?
For sure.
Who did he blame?
Gwen and Duncan.
Did they know?
Duncan heard through the small grapevine that was Izzy and Owen's conversations. Gwen kept her swear of not telling a soul so far. So about four out of seven people in that car knew.
"I thought when Geoff said to get drinks for his party you didn't insist on a police chase all the way to his house so we all got caught." Noah tried to distract himself as Gwen gave him a smirk since Cody was face first into his torso gripping onto him for life with every swerve. While this van was compact yet cozy it was easy to maneuver when some psycho wasn't driving.
"Relax book nerd, I passed my driver's test!" He said with another swerve and sly grin causing Noah to fall over once more and Izzy to cheer him on as she finally cracked open a drink. "Okay and what score did you get dingus?!" Gwen cringed as she remembered her last conversation about the driver's tests with Duncan. "-He has a D plus. Can someone else actually drive here?" Noah looked at how fast the car went silent. He rolled his eyes in disbelief and carefully kept himself and Cody who still latched onto him for dear survival steady while they trekked to the front where he moved the driver's seat back, told Duncan to move and fixed the seat by taking over the wheel. He looked over at Cody who looked like his life was about to be the best ever. With one small grin directed to the other twig he pressed the gas pedal as far as it could, taking turns when needed. Eventually they were on dirt roads.
"Uh hey wheel stealer?" The thief seemed like he was gonna do something snarky. "Where the actual fuck are we going?" Noah didn't answer, he just kept driving, swerving as Cody cheered him on. Cody feeling this was a appropriate moment, turned on the radio he named the- "FUCK SHIT UP Playlist"...yeah he definitely didn't make that Playlist dedicated to every moment Noah was a badass. Despite the very tense situation Noah had loosened up giving a smile each jerk of the car. He thought of this like a version of Mario Kart where instead of losing you lose everything you've been building yourself on.
It wasn't long before the group couldn't hear sirens anymore rather just obnoxiously turned up the music and the two boys up front laughing and being heathens. Duncan was kind of shocked by this side of Noah.
Their driving seemed much more relaxed after they lost the cops and had to take the long route through the park to Geoff's house.
"I didn't expect for the uptight jerks club to have darksiders. I thought it was just Court." Noah let out a scoff as Izzy threw him a can. He wasn't the type to drink but after what he just pulled he might just down three cans to forget that drive. Well. Except the parts where Cody was all about him and his driving. He thinks that giant evil grin plastered on his face as he leaned over the driver seat to be practically ear to ear and causing chaos might be worth the risk of his records and rep more often if this is the exchange he gets. He could still smell the cologne on Cody that he definitely shouldn't have worn cause it didn't suit him still on his vest.
He'll be the first to admit today wasn't just a shitty day of spring break that more often than not got someone he knew put behind bars for a little while after a party.