288 Hours

Chapter 4

"This is my favorite part," Quinn told me as we browsed through the aisles of Sam's Club a few days later. Before every trip we made sure to stock up on the essentials.

"Spending money on a bunch of random shit?" I raised an eyebrow at her.

"Getting the adventure stuff gets me excited," Quinn answered. She was nearly beaming with excitement like some little kid getting ready to go to the playground.

I pushed the cart into aisle three and was faced with an aisle of the best snacks known to man.

"Alright, I'll grab the fruity fish, nacho chips, and chocolate covered pretzels," Quinn stated.

"Sweet, I'll grab the energy drinks and water bottles," I replied.

The cart was already looking good by the time we were out of the first aisle. Aisle five consisted of camping and hiking gear. Quinn hid her face behind the same kind of flashlight I broke at the asylum. When she revealed her face she was sticking her tongue out with one eye open and the other looking to the side.

"You're a goof," I told her while giggling.

She tossed two in the cart along with two pairs of black tactical gloves, extra batteries, and a first aid kit. That was all the fifth aisle had to offer so we moved on to aisle eleven.

"Blue or red?" Quinn asked while checking out the bandanas. It was a pretty hard choice.

"What do you think?" I was actually curious

"Well, the blue works with our eyes, but red works with your hair," She smirked, "Blue for me and red for you?"

"Perfect," I nodded and watched them fall into the cart, "What's next?"

"You mentioned chalk?"

I nodded and led the cart to aisle fourteen. I picked out a simple pack which Quinn approved and we headed to aisle seventeen.

"What could we possibly need from here?" She questioned.

"Everyone that visits the school puts a stuffed animal on the seats in the auditorium. Pick one," I smiled and started looking for one I liked. We both grabbed bears.

"What'd you pick?" I asked her while inspecting my polar bear.

"A grizzly bear," She showed me the little, brown bear with a plaid bowtie. I couldn't deny how adorable it was.

"You have the crowbar and hammer from your dad's work, right?" I had to be sure before we checked out.

"Yeah, it's in the trunk next to the spray paint I managed to snag too," We both smirked when he said it. It was so hard to get it since we weren't old enough to buy it ourselves.