NEVADA,
We started our journey at 5 o clock in the morning. Knowing it’s going to be 8-10-hour drive from San Diego to Nevada. After driving 4 hours we stopped to have breakfast and also Anya woke up feeling hungry. Stepping into an Italian restaurant I heard little Anya's stomach growl along with mine and Sam's. Laughing we took a corner booth with Anya sitting right next to me. Sam ordered Tagliatelle with grilled chicken and cream-curry sauce. While I ordered Italian meatballs with spaghetti and a cup of mashed potatoes for Anya just in case she doesn’t like spaghetti. Surprisingly she finished spaghetti and the mashed potatoes while Sam was licking his fingers finishing his food. Getting back inside the car Anya started talking for the first time since she came with us. “what is your name?” she asked me in her tiny cute little voice. “Tanya” I replied smiling brightly at her. she gasped cupping her hands around her cheeks exclaiming “our names are similar”. I smiled nodding at her when I hear Sam laughing from the front seat. “Isn’t he cute?” she asked me pointing towards Sam. Surprised I look at Sam and her back and forth. I could see Sam looking through the rear view mirror expecting my answer. “maybe a litttttle bit” I said holding my index finger and thumb with small distance. “hey I’m very very very cute.” Sam exclaimed. I heard Anya giggle beside me blushing slightly. I bend down to whisper in her ears “Do you like him?”. She nods her head when I saw Sam smirking at me from the rear view mirror. “who can resist this hot sexy cute face” mumbled Sam. I chuckle saying “hot and cute cannot come together Sam”. “But in my case it can” says Sam. I roll my eyes at him “Talking to you is a lost cause..” I whisper but I knew he heard and saw Anya giggling beside me. I start tickling her only to hear her beautiful laugh while she was trying to escape from me. After a while she was sitting on my lap playing with my hair while I was looking through my phone for any updates from the police. Sadly, none. I sighed keeping my phone aside when Anya started screaming to stop suddenly. Pressing on the brake the car jolted to a stop pushing us forward slightly but I held Anya closer to my chest. She hopped out of the car jumping up and down clapping her hands. I looked outside to see a beautiful lake in front of me.
Sam jumped out from the car holding her hands saying “it’s called Lake Tahoe. Tourist destination on Nevada.” I nod looking at the beautiful scenery in front of me. Anya immediately ran towards the lake soaking herself from head to toe. I ran right behind her to make sure she is safe while I saw Sam pull blankets out of the trunk. After placing the blankets and food Sam joined us in the water. We played for god knows how long without looking at the time soaking ourselves in the water. The place was isolated surprisingly. I expected a huge crowd seeing as it is a tourist destination. We bought food from the Italian restaurant to eat while travelling. Sam was busy making a fire as we were freezing. After drying ourselves up I changed to my last pair of sweat pants and SpongeBob sweatshirt. Anya was wearing one of Sam’s shirt which covered her fully like a dress. Cuddling with me I was feeding her mashed potatoes and telling her stories of Sam and me during high school. With a little bit of exaggeration and fantasy of course. It was Sam’s turn to tell her a story before she slept. So while Sam was dancing around the fire with her I was cleaning out all the plastic cups and the food from the blanket. Throwing some pillows and another blankets we were all set to sleep. Yes, we decided to sleep near the bank of Lake Tahoe. I knew this will be more memorable than just booking a hotel room and staying there.
Anya slept counting stars along with me and a snoring Sam. Before sleeping I took a selfie of three of us lying with the little light coming from the fire beside us. Waking up next morning we hurried our way to the nearest shopping mall to buy clothes for all three of us. While Sam was picking clothes for Anya I made a call to the contact number given in her card. Nobody picked up the call. I kept the phone and went back to the dressing room leaving a thought to try again later. I walked into the store with Anya on my side. Then as we took the shopping cart, Anya kept on pulling my shirt. So I looked down on her and she gave me puppy dog eyes. “Can I pwease sit in the cart PWEASE!!”
I closed my eyes and smiled at her as I opened them. I took her in my arms and put her on the cart. “Well up you go then princess your carriage awaits” I say jokingly. Just then I see Sam walking to us and he smirks at me evilly. I looked at him and then frowned. “Sam no. nope. Nada. No way. I know what you’re thinking so no.”
“Oh come on Tanya you know you want to please it will be fun come on”. He begs and gives me the puppy eyes and then Anya stares at him for a while. Then her eyes light up and she gets what Sam is trying to pull and she also looks at me with those cute little eyes. After sometime I eventually give in “Alright fine lets go then”. He takes the cart with Anya and he looks at me challengingly. “Give it your best shot cause I know you going down”. Then he turns to Anya “So princess shall we destroy this peasant and show her who is the real champion”. Anya giggles at this and looks on “Onwards my steed”. Then we race off with our carts.
“Yeah that was fun” Sam huffs out. Anya squeals “That was amazing”. I glare at both of them “No it was not amazing. We just got kicked out and thank god we did the shopping or I would have killed you guys.” Sam tries to calm me down “Oh chill out, it wasn’t that bad I mean who knew trolley shopping cart race would be so fun”. I scoff “Yeah easy for you to say I mean you were not the one being hit with that crazy old hag”. Hearing this both of them burst out laughing. “Oh.. my… haha… I cannot believe she hit you with an Armani bag” Sam says trying to control his laughter. Then finally we all start laughing again. After all that we started driving our way to the next stop Utah.
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A Roadtrip To My Wedding
Teen FictionEver had a road trip to your own wedding..?Sounds crazy right..? But meet Tanya, 12 days before her wedding due to circumstances she was forced to go on a road trip to her own wedding with her cocky Best Friend Sam. Wait! Wait! Was that not enough...