Trapped

3

'I can't believe I'm going on a road trip in an hour!' I beam to myself.
I'm laying in my bed. All of my stuff is packed, and I'm just watching the minutes tick by on my watch. But after about five minutes, I get bored of it. I head downstairs.
I grab a musli bar and chomp down on it. Then I quickly pack a packet of musli bars, a jar of Nutella, some honey, some apples, some bananas and three bags of candy.
'Just in case of emergency.' I tell myself.
Then I look at my watch. 10:47
I sigh. 'Why does time have to go so slowly?'
I eat an apple and watch some TV. Then I play on my iPad, but when there's five minutes left, I pack it away in my suitcase.
'Ryan, Mike and Emma should be picking me up any minute now.' I mumble.
I'm the furthest away, so they pick me up last. Mike got the limousine this morning, and it came with a driver. We have ten days with it.
I suddenly hear the doorbell ring. 'Coming!' I yell. 'Bye Mum, I love you tons!'
I rush to the door and quickly unlock it. 'Lets go!' I beam.
I drag my suitcase into the giant boot and smile. I climb into the limo, open a soda and don't bother putting my seatbelt on. I sip the soda as if it's a delicate wine.
'Hey.' Mike says.
'Hey.' I gargle, my mouth full of soda.
Ryan laughs and I blush. 'First stop, Perdido Beach.' I tell the driver.
He nods and we begin our track. I watch out the window as people point and stare in awe at our limousine. I love this already.
'So, what are we going to do when we get there?' Mike asks us.
'I'm going to go see Astrid for a bit. You guys can explore or something when I'm doing that. Then after, maybe we can meet up and do something?' Emma replies, obviously already planning the holiday.
I smirk and try and hide it behind my soda. 'Let's party!' I yell.
Ryan puts some music on. We snack on sodas, chocolate and one of my bags of candy.
I fall asleep for a while, and when I wake up, we're at Perdido Beach.
*
After exploring, joking, eating and having fun overall, we get back in the limousine and explore Perdido Beach with more dept.
I'm tilting my head back and letting soda pour down my throats when the limousine stops.
'What?' Emma says, a puzzled look in her face.
'Look! A wall!' Mike yells out in terror.
I look to where Mike is pointing. 'It looks as if I could just, I dunno, tip it over. It only looks about a few millimetres wide.'
I push against it, but then scream in pain and jerk my hands away. 'It burnt me!' I scream.
Emma investigates my hands. 'No marks.' She whispers.
I sob and stare at my seemingly unharmed hands. 'We need to find a way out of here!' I cry.
'I can't break the window.' Ryan says.
An unsettling feeling dawns on me.
'We're trapped.' I choke.