That story would have been much better with a Bel-Air ending.
Last night, I was going to spend the night at my girlfriends house, and go to school with her in the morning. Well, I had to wait until her parents got home, (At 10:30) and I couldnt get a ride. So I had to take the bus. So, I grab my school bag for the next day and head down to the bus stop. At around 10:32(pm), I see these two big hawaiian guys walking towards me. Ive been in Hawaii long enough to know I was about to get mugged. So, as is my standard practice, I unzip the sleeve pocket of my leather jacket, remove the 5-inch thumb-assist knife I keep there, and move it to my side pocket for easy accesability. They get down there, and theyre acting friendly, but like I said, I know better. So with one hand on a knife and the other on my wallet I returned their small talk. Then, at around 10:34pm, it happened. He said "Nice to meet you", and shook my hand. I returned the hand shake, taking my hand off of my knife for a crucial second. As soon as our hands parted, he threw the first blow, connecting clearly with the right side of my face. Surprised me, as I wasnt expecting it QUITE then, but I wasn't hurt. In under a second I had my knife out, extended, and within centimeters of his throaght. I was ready to deliver a lethal blow, and would enjoy it SO much. But then my concience kicked in. I got in one little fight and my mom got scared and said "you're moving with your aunte and uncle in Bel-Air". I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh" and had a dice in the mirror. If anything I could say that this cab was rare but I thought now forget it, yo holmes to Bel-Air. I pulled up to a house about seven or eight and I yelled to the cabby "Yo, holmes smell you later"
looked at my kingdom I was finally there to settle my throne as the prince of Bel-Air
