"Hurry up, sweetie. You'll miss the bus!"
Will rushes down the stairs, grabs his backpack and races out the door just as the school bus reaches his stop. He gets on and grins when he sees Pete sitting in the back.
"You got it?" Will asks, flopping down next to Peter.
"Yeah." Pete opens his backpack and shows Will the liquor bottle.
Will grins. "Sweet. Think your dad'll notice it's gone?"
"Nah. I got it from the case in the garage."
"Okay, so after school?"
Peter nods. "Your dad'll kill you if he finds out."
Will shrugs. "I don't care."