Journeys of the Heart

#6 Her | Part 1 |

I ran away. To the farthest place I could think of. Apparently, it had to be on top of a mountain with other retarded guys who had nowhere else to be during the long holiday. Not exactly the best choice of company, but it didn't hurt to have some friends nearby. They were the only friends I had. But sadly, they didn't go to the same school as I did, so we rarely saw each other anyway.

Back to what I was saying. What was I running away from? I say mountain. You think bear. Surprising no, not a bear. Guess again. A deer? A wild dog? Some wild animal? No. No. And... no. I was running away from a girl.

"ARE WE ALMOST THERE YET?" One of my friends shouted outloud for twenty hundredth time today. Zackery was the one with the short attention span. He'd make random comments at the most inappropriate times and always came up with the ideas that could possibly get us arrested at any time.

His outburst pulled me out of my thoughts. We had been walking up this damn mountain since morning, and all we saw were trees, trees, and oh look, MORE TREES. Either we were brave and for taking up a challenge or we're just stupid enough to want to hike up on a rocky path with a 50 kg backpack on our backs. Not like we were complaining or anything. We talked while walking, but most of the time to we decided not to speak in order to save energy for the long walk ahead of us, and during that time as we hiked, we listen to the sound of nature. The wind. The trees. The birds. Nature's symphony serenaded us along the way. We meaning me and four other teenage guys who had nothing else better to do than hike up a mountain. And for what? Well, some of us were good at drawing, sketching, those kinds of arts. Others were good at taking photographs and knew how to use a professional DSLR camera that gave the most amazing shots. We heard this mountain had the best views. So why not? Besides, none of us had a special someone to spend our holiday with anyways.

"Let's stop here" Nate said.

Nate was the mature one of the group. As mature as teenage boys could ever get at least. He was the oldest in the group and was the person who everyone counted on to make the right decisions. Parents loved him. Girls swooned at his presence. Sadly, he's still as single as ever.

We dropped our bags on ground, sat down, and began chugging down our bottle of water. I checked my watch and its already noon. Thank god there were trees to block the sun or we would be fried by the sun. Mason searches through his satchel and pulls out a couple bags of chips. He's the one that you will find always prepared with food no matter where he goes; if you see him carrying a brown satchel, that's his stash of food right there and unlike other food hoarders, he doesn't mind sharing. So we all sit there in a circle passing around the bags. Honestly at this time of the day, we are starving as hell, but we haven't reached the camping ground yet so we might as well have a little snack before we faint midway. I reached for my phone and check to see if I have any signal.

Emergancy Call

That meant no signal for me. Not like she was going to IM me any time soon. She was probably busy doing something else. I placed my Android back into my pants pocket and continued to eat the chips that were going around.

"Are you waiting for that girl to call you?" Jimmy spoke from across the circle. He's the only one in the group that knows anything about girls, mostly because he has two older sisters that take him shopping every weekend. And no, he's not gay.

"Who? OH. THAT girl. Are you still trying to get her or something? How long has it been? Six months? Dude, if it was me, I would've given up by now." That's Todd. Athlete of the group. Not one of those asshole jocks and also much smarter than the average jock. He's also the most quiet one out of the whole group, so if he makes a comment on anything, it's usually something you should consider thinking about.