A Writer's Bucket List

The Bar

Prologue

Damn!!! My loud ass best friend "whispered" at me.

I told her. Over and over and OVER again. We're only here because I need to cool down so that we can continue on this journey to full fill our cheesy bucket list and be able to write a book.

The bar tender passed us our second round of the cheapest beer. "Look Niks", she said with a fake and elongated sigh. I could tell she was already on the tipsy side. "I think. That. What you need. Is. A shrexy guy to help you get motivated again so that we could continue on this trip that YOU talked me into when your pot high was wearing off. And that tall guy that just walked in. Ooooh. Yeah. The one with the hair. HE can totes accomplish." I looked at her. At first it was just a look. Then I heard the bar tender laughing. Then it became a death stare.

"Hey, like shut the F up yeah? You can at least be more secretive . People don't need to know about our pot life and or why we are here. Or there. Or anywhere. We're here to make memories so that we can one day tell our children. And grandchildren. We are going to be legends man." Oh no. Fack. I'd done it. I encouraged her. Now she was going to do anything possible to get me to talk to that guy. I hadn't noticed but he had a friend. "NO! Don't look at me like that. STOP. Stop smiling. I refuse to talk to any one of the opposite species. Dude. I just want to relax." She wouldn't budge. She asked the bar tender if he knew them.

"Yeah. They've come a few times. Don't get your hopes up girls. They don't talk to anyone. They keep to themselves."

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I was feeling more than buzzed and we were laughing too much and the bar tender was laughing at us. It was time to go back to the motel. Aur almost ate shit getting off her chair. I laughed even louder. And snorted. I knew people were staring but I just couldn't stop. "I told you not to wear those ridik heels!" I snarked at her.

*Flash back*

Narrator

Nicole and a group of friends were sitting in Auriel's living room. Auriel and Nicole were best friends since 7th grade when in class a girl pulled Nicole's earphones out and Nirvana boomed. Raaape meeeeee. Rape me my frieeend Everyone looked at Nicole like she was some kind of freak. Everyone but Auriel. Auriel waited for her at her desk the next day to talk about her love for Nirvana. Ever since that day they've been best friends.

"Stop hogging the bloody hookah you rat!" yelled a British transfer. All the people in the living room were aspiring to become artists. Pot was an excuse for ideas. They all knew that was a lie, but they bonded during this hour. "Holy shit. Holyyyyyy feces! Aur! AUR! Do we still have that bucket list we wrote Senior year?" Auriel's dialated eyes widened.

"Ermagerd YAS. Don't call me creepy, I FRAMED IT!" Nicole threw herself on Auriel, knocking the wind out of her and smearing her red lipstick.

"Lets. Lets go on an expedition and fucking accomplish this shit!" Auriel grabbed Nicole's face and whispered Hell yes my distorted disciple. We SHALL.