I need MAJOR help

My parents went away last week for their 20th wedding anniversary and left me home alone. So I’ve been talking to the German exchange chick in my Bio class for most of the semester and this week was perfect to make my move since I got an empty house. I told her I was gonna show her a “piece of Germany”.

So yesterday, I grabbed the keys to my mom’s Benz wagon, had some stoner dude pick me up a 6 pack of Becks, and I thought we could finish the night off with a sausage tasting.

Long story short, we’re in the car, the Becks is kicking in with her (I didn’t drink and drive) and she says it’s cool to go back to my pad. In the back of my head i start flipping out. Then when I go to make a U-turn I forget that I have it in freaking reverse. I backed up into a telephone pole!!! Arrrrrrrrrrrrrr! Nooooooo!! Cockblocked by a pole, pole blocked! I got a MEAN dent it the back and I’m flipping out and it kills the mood. I was in a get in those ribs mood and she was in a take me home mood.

So I take it over to this oily mechanic dude I know to get an estimate today. He tells me $950 BUCKS!! I’m like Allah, Jesus, whoever, please just kill me. So ‘ go to my boys house and everybody thinks its FUNNY! This girl Casey was there who is like the head of all the dances and all that says she might have an idea to help me out.

She said that our school dance team was sponsoring a Harlem Shake contest on Monday and the GRAND PRIZE IS $1000! At first I was like “Yessssssss!” But then I remembered I didn’t know how to Harlem Shake.

I’m determined to get this done. Whatever it takes. But the competition is supposed to be steep. Like 100 kids signed up and they’re busing in actual Harlem residents to judge the contest. I need some soul quick! If i win I can get the car fixed and cleaned up before the parental units get home next Thursday.

Any tips? Anything? Videos? I just spent an hour watching this girls copy of Darren’s Dance Grooves and my head is spinning. I’m practicing in the mirror but it just looks like I’m drowning. My arms are just flapping all over the place and I almost dislocated my shoulder. I’m broke. My parents left me money to eat and stuff but that’s just about to run out. I spent most of it on a couple pairs of Dunks the day they left. Now all I can afford is like a slice of pizza a day.

To Be Continued...