SKYE: WAKE UP, BOYS!
I suddenly feel my seat violently shaking. I let out a big yawn and struggle to open my eyes, both from grogginess and the sun threatening to blind me. We're all in the car, and somehow, some way, we managed to get some sleep. Or at least I did.
SKYE: GET UPPPPPPPPPPPPPP!!
CHASE: I know you're a banshee, but you didn't have to scream directly into my ear canal. Jesus.
CONNOR: What time is it?
SKYE: Time to leave. We're burning daylight.
"Five more minutes-"
SKYE: How about zero more minutes?
"I prefer the first option."
SKYE: Do I sound like I care about preferences? Get up. Unless you want me to splash my ice cold Dasani in your face.
"Who the hell willingly drinks Dasani?"
CONNOR: Yeah, I take you for more of a Smartwater chick.
SKYE: It's all the stupid drink machine had. I hate Alabama.
"Relatable."
SKYE: Now get your ass up. My threat still stands.
CHASE: PLEASE douse him with water. I'd pay to watch that, and Stank Pits needs a good shower anyway.
We exchange scowls. He's shirtless as he puts on deodorant, and he's actually in surprisingly decent shape. I know he's a team captain, but he just doesn't strike me as the gym bro type...or the type to work out at all. I catch a quick glimpse of what looks to possibly be a tattoo on his upper arm before he pulls his purple and white baseball T-shirt back on.
SKYE: Shut it, loser.
CHASE: Make me!
Skye starts hitting Chase with the bottle, and I'd be lying if I said it doesn't bring me joy.
CONNOR: Hey peeps, can we keep the ruthless tormenting to a minimum? Your boy's got a splitting headache.
"Want me to go get you some water?"
CONNOR: Um, no thanks.
He doesn't make eye contact with me, and I suddenly remember what happened last night. Oof.
"Connor, I-"
CONNOR: I'm fine.
He turns his face toward the window and I sigh.
SKYE: Everything good between you two?
"Yeah, why?"
SKYE: I dunno, I'm picking up some weird tension.
CONNOR: Damn do you overanalyze everything. We're cool, okay?
Connor's eyes meet mine for a second before he turns away again.
SKYE: Yeesh, someone's a grouch this morning.
He ignores her and puts his earbuds in. Frick, I messed up. Again. Story of my life.
"Hey Skye, are you cool taking over for me?"
CHASE: Do you *want* to watch your life flash before your eyes?
Skye throws the bottle at him.
CHASE: OW! STOP!
SKYE: Quit being such a baby! Yeah, I can take the wheel.
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Road to Rockdale
Novela JuvenilFour high school seniors embark on a Spring Break trip to the mountains of Colorado that goes anything but right. With both metaphorical and literal roadblocks abound, drama ensues, relationships are challenged, and an unexpected romance develops th...
