Impulse (NaNoWriMo)

~10~

"Are you ever going to tell me where we are going?" I asked Flynn looking around us to try and figure out where we could be going.

"Tonight we are going to stay with a friend of mine. He lives up near the Sugar Creek State Forest. He's got a cabin by a creek and it's probably one of my favorite places to stop on this trip," Flynn reminisced and I could tell he was excited about getting there.

"How far is it?" I asked. I loved riding on this motorcycle more than I cared to admit it and I wasn't sure if I wanted to get off and explore or just keep on riding.

"It's only another hour and a half or so now. We can get there and have lunch. There's a lot of fun things to do out in the woods," Flynn hinted.

"So you go here every year? On this trip of yours?" I clarified. I was still curious as to how he took the same trip every year and didn't get bored.

"Yeah. My buddy's name is Huck and I met him at Basic," Flynn told me.

"Basic? Like Basic Training? Like the Army?" I wondered. Somehow Flynn didn't seem like a soldier to me.

"Yeah. It didn't really work out though. Too many rules, not my style," Flynn explained and that made sense to me, "I have a lot of respect for the guys that do that though. It wasn't easy and I didn't even last six weeks."

"That's cool, that you wanted to do that though," I told him, because it was. Signing up for something like that wasn't an easy decision.

"Yeah. Huck was like me. We weren't meant for that, but anyway he's like a big brother to me. He bought this cabin up in the Forest and I told him I would visit and it just sort of got added on to my list of places I wanted to go," Flynn explained.

I wanted to say something, something about how Flynn's little journey made me me happy, that it made me excited. I wanted to tell him I was thankful for what he had done for me, but I could not for the life of me figure out how to say it in a way that didn't make me sound like a psycho teenager who needed an adrenaline kick.

I wanted the adventure. I wanted the freedom. I wanted the open road and the sun on my back. I wanted to do things I had never thought of doing before. I wanted to figure out who I was, but I didn't want to do it because I enjoyed the feeling. I wanted to do it because I felt like that was the only way to get my life together.

"There's something else," Flynn added after I never ended up saying anything in reply.

"Hmm?" I muttered so he knew I was listening.

"You up for a party tonight?"

Normally I would have refused, denied, ixnayed and shot down any mention of a party. Parties weren't my scene, I don't know what my scene is but I pretty sure parties were not included. But like I said, I was up for an adventure and I was willing to try new things.

"Sure. Don't let me change my mind though," I told him and he chuckled.

"I won't," he promised.

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We pulled up to Huck's cabin just after three o'clock. It was later than we expected but we got sidetracked when we stopped at a rest stop. There was just something about laying in a field and looking up at the clouds that had seemed so appealing at the time.

That and it gave me the opportunity to rest my head on Flynn's chest and let him fiddle with the curls the braid made in my hair. Yeah. That was nice.

"Flynn!" a loud voice yelled as we hopped off of the bike.

"Huck!" Flynn called back excitedly. He ran up to his old friend and gave him a hug. They slapped each other on the back a couple times like all guys do and laughed as they tried to ask each other questions at the same time.