They had just crossed the broader from North Carolina to Tennessee. They pull into a rest station and get out to use the bathroom. These two drunk guys walk over to them and they obviously drunk.
Drunk old guy: hey baby.
Paris: um...
Madeline: what?
Drunk old guy: are you from here cuz you the only ten I see.
Madeline: oh my god. Is this guy serious.
Paris: no, he's just drunk.
The other drunk guy walks behind Paris and grabs her ass. The drunk old man grabs Madeline's waist and pulls her to his body. Madeline slaps the old guy and he lets go of her.
Old guy: baby, why'd you do that?
Madeline: go away you perv!
A really hot guy walks in front of Madeline.
Hot guy: dude, she said leave her alone.
Old guy: mind your own damn business you fag!
Hot guy: what did you just say to me grandpa?
Old guy: I said-
Before the old guy could finish his sentence the hot guy punched him in the jaw. The other drunk guy was long gone by this time.
Madeline: thank you, you didn't have to do that, but thanks...
Hot guy: No problem. My sister was raped so I hate it when I see messed up shit like that. I'm Mark by the way *he reaches out his hand for Madeline to shake it*
Madeline: *grabbing his hand* I'm Madeline.
Paris: don't mind me, I'm Paris and I'm going back to the car now...
Madeline: I'll be there in a sec.
Paris: no rush
Mark: where are you guys headed?
Madeline: California, you?
Mark: North Carolina, I'm moving there.
Madeline: oh, cool. That's where we live but we're going to California and if we like it we might move there.
Mark: well, I gotta run, but if you do decide California isn't for you then give me a call when your back in N.C.
Mark hands Madeline a folded piece of paper with his phone number on it. She takes it, waves goodbye, and heads back to the car.
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Team 10
FanfictionMadeline and Paris travel from their home town of N.C. all the way to California in hopes to join team 10.
