part 3

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"Baabe." Tyler yelled, running down the stairs.

"I can't find my phone!" He whined.

"You could've asked me." I laughed, twirling my keys around my finger as I stood at the door, handing him his phone. "Now let's got, don't wanna burn all the day light we've got."

He had decided since he was out of the hospital that he want to meet up with some friends and go dirt bike riding.

1 HOUR LATER

I sat silently driving, while he bounced around his seat screaming the lyrics to random songs on the radio. A few of which drove me slightly insane.

Oh god no anything but this. I thought as What Makes You Beautiful by One Direction came on.

I just shook my head as he turned it up.

"Ok I can't help it it's just too catchy!" I laughed, begging to sing along too.

The rest of the car ride there was definitely the best car ride ever.

I turned the radio off once we got there.

I took the keys out of the ignition, getting out of the car as Tyler got out the shot that he took daily now to prevent his seizures.

"Hey Alex, whats up?" I smiled.

"Nothin' much man, ain't seen you in a while." He laughed.

"Where's Jordan and Damien?"

"Jordan's getting his truck so we can transport the dirtbikes. We obviously can't fit four in the back of mine. And Damien is inside gettin' a beer."

Basically these people lived in a very, southern town. Many people had an accent, and Alex and Jordan where two of them.

"You ever drink?" He laughed.

"Nope."

"Maybe you can try one after we get back."

"Okay." I said, looking back at Tyler as he got out of the car and Damien walked outside.

"Ay man, how you been doin'?" Damien smiled.

"Pretty good."

"Sup Tyler!" Alex smiled.

"Sup." He smiled.

We sat around, joking and chasing eachother down the road every so often for offensive remarks, until Jordan got back.

"Hey Jordan." Damien smiled.

"Sup."

"Well, what are we waiting for. Let's get the bikes in the truck and get fucking going!" Alex laughed, running for the garage.

We loaded the dirtbikes into the back of the truck before riding what felt like hours due to traffic but was probably only like 10 minutes.

When we got into the hills I basically leaped out of the car. We didn't have Mayhem, so I felt a little uncomfortable. I kept a close eye on him.

I helped unload the bikes before starting up one that used to belong to me, a shiny green and black bike.

"Damn! Purrs like a kitten." I smiled, looking over at Damien.

"Wanna ride the path that you met JJ and almost crashed?" Alex laughed

"I can't. I'm not good with ruts." Damien yawned.

"I'm not in the mood to get stuck." Jordan laughed, starting his bike.

Me and Tyler got on our bikes. "Ty do you wanna check it out?"

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