We keep driving and its Aj's turn. His playlist is filled with snoop dog. He used to be really short. We would all make fun of him but now his head touches the ceiling in the car. He got his braces off two weeks ago. Maddy is sleeping in the back with headphones in. Charlie and Emma are on each others phones. Mason and I are talking. That's probably what I love most about him. We could talk for hours, about anything. School. Girls. Boys. Money. Shaving. Grades. Teachers. Candy. He wouldn't let the conversation end, which I was fine with. With Charlie and Emma it was different. Don't get me wrong I loved them both to death personally and as a pair, but he would hang up on her, leave her, fall asleep on the phone, lie. It wasn't my favorite but they're good together and opposites attract I guess. Maddy wakes up in a panic, a bad dream. We laugh. Hard. I remember when I would come home from school in eighth grade my mom would ask me why there was makeup under my eyes. It was because I would laugh so hard every day that my eyes watered. I can't remember a day when it didn't happen. It was mostly with Emmaline at lunch, or with a kid at my locker, or with Maddyline on the bus, or with Mason on the way to a class. Actually most of the time I talk to mason at school I'm complaining but we have good laughs sometimes. We yell at Aj for only putting snoop dog on his playlist but he laughs and keeps driving. It's been 5 hours and 47 minutes so we stop at the nearest gas station.
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This Town Of Ours
Teen FictionSix people. A spur-of-the-moment trip. An old friend. Coffee shops. Decorative pillows. New york. Three relationships. Two nights. One death. Six people.
