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http://www.tthfanfic.org/Story-22755-12/Later that night....
“Dude, where's my truck?” Whitney Fordham asked as he looked around the school parking lot.
“Where's your truck dude?” One of his teammates joked before looking around. “Where's my car dude?” He asked, getting a little angry.
“My car is gone too!” Another member of the football team shouted.
“What the hell is going on?” Lana demanded as she looked around the parking lot. “That's oddly specific grand theft.”
“There's a bunch of car parts in the pool!” Someone said as they ran towards the parking lot. “Way more than one car's worth.”
“Shit.” Whitney muttered as he ran for the school's swimming pool, his teammates following behind him.
“Dude, my car!” One of his teammates gasped.
“All of our cars.” Whitney growled. “How the hell did this happen?”
“Are they supposed to be that rusted?” Lana asked.
“Shit.” Whitney said. “Chlorine is an oxidizing agent. Even if we drained the pool they're ruined.”
“What?” one of his teammates asked.
“Don't you pay attention in chemistry?” Whitney demanded.
“Of course not, you're my lab partner.” His friend said.
Whitney sighed. He was surrounded by idiots.
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