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bat my eyelashes at him and flip him the finger as I chuck the shake straight through the rolled-down window.
He curses as it lands on his lap and he jumps up, bumping his head onto the ceiling. “You bitch.”
“Go,” I command, rolling up the window quickly.
The tires squeal as Ethan backs out, nearly running over an old lady. Cranking the wheel, he burns rubber out of the parking lot. The sound of Mikey’s Camaro chases after us as we drive fast toward the turnout. I feel like a kid again and wish I could grasp onto the freeness, but once it’s time to go home, it’ll be over.
Mikey inches up to the bumper of the truck and starts flashing the headlights at us. Ethan accelerates as houses and trees blur by until the turnout comes into view on the side of the road. The turnout used to be an entrance to a road that led back to a spot underage people liked to party at, but when a few people—Micha included—got busted, the town blocked it off with a fence and a dirt hill.
“You’re going too fast,” I warn, grabbing the handle above my head. “You’re going to nosedive it.”
“Relax, I got this.” He downshifts. “And since when do you worry about shit like that?”
“I’m just worried about your truck.” I prop my foot up on the dash to keep myself in the seat. “But if you don’t care, then by all means ramp away.”
He laughs and floors the pedal. The engine flares and the tires squeal as the truck flies straight up the hill. There’s a brief moment where we are airborne and then we hit the ground hard. I’m thrown forward by the impact and bash my head on the dashboard as the car bounces to a stop.
“Ah, I think I just cracked my skull,” Ethan complains, grasping his head.
“That makes two of us.” I touch the tender spot on my head and rotate in my seat to look behind us. Headlights shine over the side of the hill and a shadow of Mikey appears at the top of it, along with three others.
“You better go.” I wave my hand for Ethan to move forward. “He can walk over the hill.”
He composes himself and drives down the rocky field, leaving them in the distance. Once we’re on the dirt road and tucked far away into the trees, we both relax.
“Wait a minute.” It dawns on me. “What are you going to do when he comes after you?”
“I’ve been thinking about taking a vacation from this place.” He makes a sharp veer to the left, directing the truck toward the side road that will take us back to our houses. “Guess now is as good a time as any to do it.”
“You’re going to just up and leave?” I turn sideways in my seat to look at him. “And go where?”
“I’m thinking of a solo road trip, like
Into the Wild
only on wheels, not foot.”
“Oddly enough, I can actually picture you doing this.”
There’s a trace of a smile on his face as he turns the car onto the road. We don’t talk for the rest of the drive, but it’s a nice silence. When he drops me off, I thank him again and tell him he should come with Lila and me to the wedding, since it’s kind of a road trip. He says he’ll think about it.
I walk inside, leaving the carefree night behind in order to grow up again and face my demons head-on.
Chapter 5
Micha
Things are awkward between Naomi and me. It’s the next morning and we’re supposed to be practicing at a club, but she’s over flirting with the bartender, who is twice her age and has a really long goatee.
It’s fairly quiet, since it’s barely past noon. There are a few people eating in the booths and chatting at the bar and one of the waitresses keeps coming up to Dylan, Chase, and me to see if we need anything.
I’m in the middle of a chord when my phone rings. I set the guitar down by my feet and see Ella’s name on the screen.
“Hey,” I answer in a light tone. “I was just thinking about calling you.”
“I must have read your mind then I guess.” She’s trying to sound happy, but the pitch of her voice is off.
I turn in
He curses as it lands on his lap and he jumps up, bumping his head onto the ceiling. “You bitch.”
“Go,” I command, rolling up the window quickly.
The tires squeal as Ethan backs out, nearly running over an old lady. Cranking the wheel, he burns rubber out of the parking lot. The sound of Mikey’s Camaro chases after us as we drive fast toward the turnout. I feel like a kid again and wish I could grasp onto the freeness, but once it’s time to go home, it’ll be over.
Mikey inches up to the bumper of the truck and starts flashing the headlights at us. Ethan accelerates as houses and trees blur by until the turnout comes into view on the side of the road. The turnout used to be an entrance to a road that led back to a spot underage people liked to party at, but when a few people—Micha included—got busted, the town blocked it off with a fence and a dirt hill.
“You’re going too fast,” I warn, grabbing the handle above my head. “You’re going to nosedive it.”
“Relax, I got this.” He downshifts. “And since when do you worry about shit like that?”
“I’m just worried about your truck.” I prop my foot up on the dash to keep myself in the seat. “But if you don’t care, then by all means ramp away.”
He laughs and floors the pedal. The engine flares and the tires squeal as the truck flies straight up the hill. There’s a brief moment where we are airborne and then we hit the ground hard. I’m thrown forward by the impact and bash my head on the dashboard as the car bounces to a stop.
“Ah, I think I just cracked my skull,” Ethan complains, grasping his head.
“That makes two of us.” I touch the tender spot on my head and rotate in my seat to look behind us. Headlights shine over the side of the hill and a shadow of Mikey appears at the top of it, along with three others.
“You better go.” I wave my hand for Ethan to move forward. “He can walk over the hill.”
He composes himself and drives down the rocky field, leaving them in the distance. Once we’re on the dirt road and tucked far away into the trees, we both relax.
“Wait a minute.” It dawns on me. “What are you going to do when he comes after you?”
“I’ve been thinking about taking a vacation from this place.” He makes a sharp veer to the left, directing the truck toward the side road that will take us back to our houses. “Guess now is as good a time as any to do it.”
“You’re going to just up and leave?” I turn sideways in my seat to look at him. “And go where?”
“I’m thinking of a solo road trip, like
Into the Wild
only on wheels, not foot.”
“Oddly enough, I can actually picture you doing this.”
There’s a trace of a smile on his face as he turns the car onto the road. We don’t talk for the rest of the drive, but it’s a nice silence. When he drops me off, I thank him again and tell him he should come with Lila and me to the wedding, since it’s kind of a road trip. He says he’ll think about it.
I walk inside, leaving the carefree night behind in order to grow up again and face my demons head-on.
Chapter 5
Micha
Things are awkward between Naomi and me. It’s the next morning and we’re supposed to be practicing at a club, but she’s over flirting with the bartender, who is twice her age and has a really long goatee.
It’s fairly quiet, since it’s barely past noon. There are a few people eating in the booths and chatting at the bar and one of the waitresses keeps coming up to Dylan, Chase, and me to see if we need anything.
I’m in the middle of a chord when my phone rings. I set the guitar down by my feet and see Ella’s name on the screen.
“Hey,” I answer in a light tone. “I was just thinking about calling you.”
“I must have read your mind then I guess.” She’s trying to sound happy, but the pitch of her voice is off.
I turn in
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