RP#32

It's Monday afternoon outside of Joe's gym on the outskirts of Knoxville. ( Apparently at Honor and Glory Steve won the gym as well.) Billy pulls up in front of the gym all quiet like. He doesn't have his El Camino that is loud and proud. It's not his rusted out run down pick up truck that doesn't have any heat in it. He rolls up in Joe's old BMW. As he pulls into the parking lot Billy cuts the engine and pushes in the clutch and rolls into a parking spot. Using the parking brake Billy comes to a stop without making a noise. Billy slowly opens the door and ever slowly steps out of the BMW and stays low to the ground, like he's trying extra hard to not be seen. Billy slowly shuts the door on the Beamer but not all the way so it doesn't click shut. He pokes his head over the hood of the car and looks around. He slowly makes his way to the front of the car, still using it to hide behind it and peaks around the front of the car. He looks all around and slowly steps out from behind the Beamer staying low to the ground. He tippie toes to up against the building putting his back up against the building and staying put for a second. He inches his way towards the only window on the front of the gym and nudges his nose up to the lower corner of the window.....slowly peaking with one eye ball into the gym.

Billy takes a quick breath in and glues himself up against the side of the wall and away from the window. He adjusts his hat real quick.

"Okay....I've got dis." He whispers.

Billy then leans back towards the window and peaks into the window again to see Steve Sinclair, Satan himself according to Billy in mist of his daily morning workout. Billy slowly ducks under the window and tip toes along the wall while staying low enough to not be seen in the window. Once past the window Billy stands up and takes off his hat and wipes his forehead with forearm.

"Dat was close. Now to just git in dat office." Billy says as he takes 3 steps and is at the only front door. Billy peers into the front room through the all glass front door. No one is inside. Billy reaches for the door handle and tests the door to see if it would open, but discovers it is locked.

"Damn it!" Billy says a touch above a whispers that time. He then reaches into his pocket and pulls out his key ring. He fumbles with the keys not even trying to keep the noise down till he finds the key he needs. "Yeah bitch!" Billy says as he slowly inserts the key into the lock this time while trying to not make a sound. He unlocks the front door and slowly opens the door just enough to step into the front room of the gym.

Once inside he makes sure that the door doesn't slam behind him. In the display case that Joe and Nanook built and now sits empty for the most part is Billy's tag team title.

"Sweet baby Jesus der she is. My belt!" Billy says as he eyes his belt. He can hear the weights rattle from the gym so Billy RUNS towards the display case. He leaps over the front desk and goes to open the sliding glass door but it is locked.

"DAMN IT!" Billy says and in a panic he picks up the chair next to him and SMASHES the sliding glass door! Because that doesn't make a sound. Billy covers his face and raises his one leg up to cover his nads as glass comes raining down. He can hear the weight bar hit the ground in the gym and Billy snatches his belt and bolts from the front office.

As you can guess the door to the gym swings open and Steve storms from the gym to find Billy stealing his belt. Billy rips open the door and it's a mad dash back to the car!

"What are you doing stupid?" Steve shouts at Billy but he can't help but smile. Deep down he's proud that Billy had the balls to steal his belt back.

Billy runs toward's Joe car, slides across the hood and quick as a jack rabbit climbs into the Beamer hits the starter button and it comes to life! Steve takes a couple of steps out of the gym into the parking lot as Billy slams the car in reverse and punches it. The rear tires have smoking rolling off of them as Billy snaps the car around, drops it into first and dumps the clutch. As he's laying the rubber down he sticks his fist out of the driver side window proudly holding up his middle finger.

"WHOOOOOOOO HOOOOOOOOO!!!!! FUCK YOU STEVE!!!! IMA GOTS MY BELT BACK BITCH!!!!!!!"

And like that, Billy is dust in the wind.........