“Damn it. I can’t find any available Uber,” Zac said as he scrolled through his phone frantically.
“Must’ve been that concert,” Tyron said, and Zac gave him a confused look.
“A concert? Nobody told me about a f*****g concert.”
“Let’s just relax, okay?” Levi said and tried restarting his already dead phone. “We can just go home for the night and just grab your cars tomorrow.”
“Tomorrow? Dude, my dad’s gonna kill me. He’s supposed to use the pick-up tonight.”
Everyone gazed at Tyron as he said that in panic. Well, s**t, looks like none of them had planned it all out perfectly.
“And we can’t get that recorded, too,” Shaun added. “If they ended up placing our car plates on the records, the Headmistress is gonna know we were here.”
“Well, good luck with that,” André said and sat on the p
