here's part of the second part:
Hank Jones, the veteran ski patroller just simply stares at Tanner, incredulous and astounded. How...how...why would someone fake such an injury?! What an asshole!
The rest of C-Crew quickly switch butters down the slope to Tanner, who by now is laughing his goddamn ass off. Hand pounds and props are exchanged throughout.
"Mayng, Tanner you fooled everyone!"
"I loved that shit, kid! 'Psyche, bitch.'"
"Hahahaha, yeah I've been planning it for a couple years now. You know...just to fuck with people."
CR then speaks up: "Tanny baby, we should head out now, some posers are going to trash the jump." He nods and points towards an unnoticed group of skiiers hiking the gap.
Tanner nods in agreement and starts to gather his shit up. Just as they are heading out, Tanner sneaks a quick glance back towards the gap. Damn! One of those same kids who had just been hiking frontflipped that shit! Pretty good!
The camera moves to the entrance of a nightclub in downtown Salt Lake City. A bouncer stands outside cracking his knuckles menacingly. He's black, he's in Utah, and he's not happy.
Across the street, Tanner Hall, freeskiing's godson, hops out of a sleek, black Escalade. He's accompanied by CR Johnson, Pep Fujas and fellow members of C-Crew. If 'hot shit' was an actual definition, each would have an entry underneath it in the dictionary.
Suddenly, as Tanner walks towards the nightclub entrance, it happens. An enormous case of deja vu. Hanging just below the nightclub sign, is a banner that reads "WELCOME NEWSCHOOLERS.COM MEMBERS!"
And just like that, the deja vu disappears. Tanner, being the calm-headed golden boy that he is, figures that the nightclub is having a party for the famous newschoolers.com website, an online freeskiing community. Although he'd heard of the site numerous times, for the past year or so, he'd always felt a strong connection whenever it was mentioned by C-Crew members.
Shaking this notion off, him and the rest of the group stroll into the club. Pep and Rory figure they might as well go get some drinks, so they all begin to roll up to the bar.
Tanner passes by a younger guy talking to a tight blonde with some DSL to rival Angelina Jolie. The guy vaguely reminds Tanner of Ron Jeremy, although he doesn't look like him at all. Strange. As he passes him, he hears their conversation:
"Hey, I really like you. Let's head back to my place, OK?"
"Sure, but I have to warn you that I nearly broke my cock falling down some stairs..."
Tanner and C-Crew finally reach the bar, after wading through a sea of people. They then proceed to do the only other thing they know better than skiing: lampin'. Suddenly, a sharp mic sound pierces the air. Everyone groans and then turns towards a man standing at center stage.
"Sorry guys and gals. This sound set-up blows. Anyways, I'd like to welcome you all to our first annual Newschoolers party! You know me as Cam, and I'd like to also thank the other folks that helped put this event together as well: Capurnicus, Kev, JibRemix, and the rest of the mods. Now let's FUCKING PARTY!!!!"
Suddenly, the lights dim and a projector screen rolls down at the center stage where Cam had been standing. A video begans to play. The quality is grainy and poorly shot, but there's no dispute over what's on it....
A young teenage girl is playing with her breasts. Large ones, at that. The crowd erupts in a mixture of applause, laughter, and jeering! A young man walks up to Tanner, slaps him on the back, points to the video and proclaims, "Like I've been saying underneath all those picture posts....I would!!!"
However, Tanner's gaze is too focused on the girl in the video. He finds her vaguely familiar.
All of a sudden, a loud shriek is heard above the noise. The same girl on the video, although much older and even more shapely if possible, tears out of the club as fast as she can. Seeing her in person, Tanner remembers that he took a picture with her and her twin one night.
Damn, Tanner thinks, this party ain't so bad after all. Little did he know that the party would get even crazier as the night went on...
