Category : Books-Fiction

Sub Category : Adventure

   The crisp summer air shuffled the dead leaves from the back of the pick-up's tailgate. Four people sat there. Two sat closest to the musky back window, Tracie and Marshall, they've been friends with me for- well forever. Along with Jared, he sat by me at the other end of the tailgate. I'm Blake, and I'm 17. So is Jared and Tracie. But Marshall is 18, his birthday is early but the school still let him in. We've all known each other since Kindergarten and grew up together in a small retirement town, its very quiet and surrounded by dense soundproof forest that my friends and I have already explored. The same goes for the town, every street and ally. So you can imagine that be get bored and wonder the back roads and at least try and explore. Luckily, we've had many hangouts over the years. All of them are abandoned: schoolhouse, junkyard, boathouse, etc. The one we have right now is a abandoned barn. Yah, its kinda trashy but it works , most of the time we just park outside until dark, then drive home. In the woods its almost like a ghost town- but spread out there are so many completely abandoned houses some even still have furniture. Many that we haven't found yet.
   Tracie and Marshall sat by the window making out. They have only been together for about three months but act like a married couple. For as long as they've been together I've admired them, but I can never tell if its love or lust that they long for. 3\4 of the time their all over each other, the other 1\4 of the time they act like brother and sister. Jared and I sat on the other end with a bottle of whiskey. He lives with his older brothers so they provide and encourage him to try new things like drinking, smoking weed, and trying to get him laid. His brothers gave him a bottle of whiskey for us for to share that afternoon when we left. "Womaaan...Blake- can you pass the bobbllle?" Jared said slurring his words. I nodded my head and passed the bottle. He took a gulp with a piece of his hair in his mouth. When he saw me staring and tilted the bottle towards me and I shook my head no. He nodded also oh well. He had always been the stylish one of the group- if you ask me. He wears a black hoodie with hot pink print that says " Me Sarcastic Never...", with a plaid flannel under, shorts, and low tops. He always wears his hair in a "man bun" which is in my opinion is sexy. But according to Marshall "It looks like a bear took a shit on your head!".  But Jared doesn't care what he thinks, he still wears it the same way every week. Me, I wear a black lace shirt with strings falling around it, because it see-through and all iyou would see you be her bra. I also wear white shorts and white black converse. I wear my hair with a red ribbon holding it up.
   The sun was beggining to set,   "Marshon..sall its getting dark.. Don't we want to go back to town- we dont- hickup- know these roads!" I said starting to get the hickups. Marshall stopped kissing then looks around. "Ah shit, we where supposed to be in town a hour ago- why didn't you tell me!" Said Marshall glancing at his phone. "Not her fault" Said Jared starting to stand. "Jared sit-or else we will have to stop at the E.R to!" Said Tracie. She saw me and said concerningly, " You okay Blake? Or do you need to go  the E.R too?" I shook my head hopped out of the truck.