Opening one: Kidnapped

I am on my way back from a school concert, I rocked that clarinet! As much as I hate the instrument, it busts some good tunes! I am walking down Summerdown Street as a blue car slows down a beeps as it passes me, the men inside shout things, but I ignore them and put my head down. I hear the car speed off, so I look up and turn, where I see the car turning in the middle of the road. It's coming back for me. I walk really fast as I approach the Zebra crossing, but they stop as they get near me and a man stumbles out of the back. I can smell the disgusting stench of weed and drink from the car and the music is loud. The boy who is approaching me is white, he is in a tracksuit and he's got his hood over his head. I can tell he's drunk; He stumbles a bit, then topples over, grabbing my shoulders for support. He starts pulling me, but he's so drunk that he's almost weaker than my baby brother. My heart is pounding, but I push him back and he carelessly tumbles onto the road. There are no cars but his, so I start running/walking down the street. I turn onto Melock Close and I hear someone shout behind me, 'God, Chris! Your so drunk you can't even do your job!' I am still running, but I hear footsteps behind me. Its the driver of the blue car. He's white and also in a tracksuit, but his hood is down and he's wearing a white cap that bends at the front. His face is mean, I continue to run, faster and faster. But my chances of hope dissapear as I hear his footstep rate increasing. I turn every few seconds and he's a bit behind. Suddenly, I trip. I fall on the concrete, losing ability to move. He bends down, barely out of breath and scoops me up, like i'm dirt. I don't struggle or resist, as I know he's stronger. Next thing I know, i'm being thrown into a car of 8 men, laughing and joking.