Safeguarders

Chapter 2

Hey guys, so I've had trouble casting Eli because he fits a unique description but the guy up top will have to do for now! Its Andre Klitzke.

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"My car may be crappy, but I wouldn't trade it for a stupid taco!" Nathan said, as the boys walked up to the car that would be taking them to the concert.

It was the worst possible car anyone could have. It broke down at least once a week, and there was rust on the entire car. The seat cushions were matted down with old pizzas and spilt mystery liquids, which none of them liked to think about when they sat in the car, and were ripped in most places, making them the most uncomfortable seats imaginable. The car smelt like a mixture of dirty socks, rotten eggs, and old expired milk. Sometimes the smell was so bad they all had to hold their noses the whole ride.

"If it was a decent taco, I would definitely trade this car for that taco." Ricky said, poking the exterior of the old car. Tommy and Eli agreed. "Even tacos last longer than this car."

Eli nodded sadly, wishing that wasn't true. "It broke down last Tuesday, right?" He eyed the car, sighing.

Nathan nodded. "I fixed it up though. Now it's Friday, and it's still good." Nathan patted the car's side and said, "Right, old buddy? Ready for another go?" Nathan was a little psychotic when it came to his beloved car. His dad was a pretty good mechanic, so Nathan knew how to fix cars since he was really young, but even his dad knew this car was a lost cause.

The boys filled the car with their bodies, Tommy in the front with Nathan, and Eli in the back with Ricky. Eli opened his window immediately, sucking in the fresh air. His friends quickly followed suit. Eli had given Nathan a GPS for his 20th birthday, so hopefully Nathan knew how to use it okay.

As Nathan backed up and finally got on the road, Ricky moaned next to Eli. "I'd really want to trade it for a taco now, and I don't even care if it isn't a decent one. Just give me a taco... please..." Besides chasing girls, another one of Ricky's favorite hobbies was eating, specifically, tacos.

Nathan grunted. "Quit whining or I'm really going to kick you out and you won't be able to see any of Mads' hot friends." Nathan glanced at Tommy quickly, and then he thankfully put his eyes back on the road. "You too, Tommy. If you keep stalking your girlfriend, you're getting kicked out too, and then me and Eli will be the only ones who get to see Mads."

At that, Tommy quickly shut off his phone and averted his eyes to the road. "Jeez Nathan, who elected you president?" Tommy said, leaning his chair back, causing Eli to be crushed by the seat.

"My car, you fucking idiot." Nathan said shaking his head in annoyance.

Eli put his head back against the seat and hoped that this wouldn't be a long car drive. He knew it was only a half-an-hour to the concert, but he knew that his friends wouldn't ever shut their big mouths. Instead of listening to them, he listened to the grouchy hum of the torn-down car, and sighed, wishing that this night would become less annoying. He knew it wouldn't. Not until he got to see Mads and see if she remembered him. He would decide if he was annoyed or not by her answer.

About twenty minutes into the car-ride, Eli woke out of his thoughts to a loud beeping sound made by a few cars behind them. He turned to look out the back window, and saw that a bunch of cars were lined up behind them, honking and honking. Eli turned back to Nathan, who was also beeping at a bunch of cars in front of him.

Traffic. Great. Eli thought, putting his head back on his seat.

"How much more minutes until the show starts?" He said, to nobody in particular.