Trouvaille

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^^^^^ that is the song that plays in the car! A good place to get a good feel for the song is at .46secs to 1.03

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-K

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I stepped my rough black converse into the driver's side of the long ruby red jeep. I slid my hand along the inside of the door like I always did, feeling every bump on it until my hand reached the handle. I put most of my weight onto it and swung the rest of my body into the seat and shut the door with a sense of hesitation. 

I lifted my hips up and shoved my right hand into my front pocket rummaging around for the keys as my chin dug into my chest. My pointer finger wrapped around the metal ring and pulled it out revealing the three dangling keys. I grabbed the one that said jeep and tossed it into the ignition and turned it, balancing it perfectly in order to get the jeep to start. 

The jeep was a piece of crap, the air conditioning was broken and the car would not start unless you got the key into the perfect position. It was really ugly too, dirt all around the edges standing out against the redness of the car. But, there was no way that I could complain, it got me from point A to point B and that's all that mattered.

The car jumped with excitement as it was brought to life with a mean growl, the lights flickered on and the radio began to hum. I reached for my seat belt after setting my bag down in the passenger seat, I tugged it and instead of it coming down next to my hip it jetted back to its original place. I relaxed it and then proceeded to pull on it again but it refused, "come...on..you..piece..of..." I said between tugs, anger rising. 

But before I could finish my sentence it released, sending my elbow flying into the armrest in between the passenger and driver seats. I dipped my head down into my right arm as the other went to rub the tingliness out of my right elbow. I sighed, sticking the hot metal into its lock pulling the strap over my chest. I sat up straight leaning my head back and tried to calm myself down. 

Think about where you are going, you are going to have the best night of your life I thought, don't worry about this ridiculous car.

I slouched down and took my hand heavily to the knob that controlled the volume of the radio, I turned it to the right and the sound filled my ears. The radio started to play Night Boat to Cairo by Madness. I grinned to myself turning it up a little more, shifting the gear to D, and placing my right hand at 12 on the wheel. I turned out of the parking spot and into the dead street.

As I sped down the road I became less filled with anger and more excitement in anticipation of where I was going. I rolled down all the windows as it was Mid July and was really hot. Wind blowing and music blasting I couldn't help but smile, at that moment I was the main character, the star of the show. It was like the whole world stopped to watch me and my miraculous life.

That was soon short-lived as I started onto the highway towards Boston, the sun glaring into my eyes as I tried to check my blind spots to see if it was ok to proceed at this speed. But, I could not, with only a few seconds left before my life was only a 50/50 certainty, I dove my hand into my bag and pulled out black-rimmed sunglasses with thick arms. They were the kind of sunglasses you got for free at concerts, very cheap.