Rubbertramp Stories

"I'm giving up school and any form of academic education until the foreseeable future, Isaac. It's the last year of schooling we'll have until the -very much avoidable- hellhole that is college, whatever do we have to loose? You will be ready tomorrow at 4 AM sharp, waiting at this exact spot, I trust. We are going on the ultimate adventure, dear friend. I simply won't stand for you staying in this godforsaken town any longer." Xenia walks away from Isaac, a satisfied smile planted on her lips. "Oh, and dear friend, I do advise you to pack lightly. Dabble in the arts of a minimalist, if you will. Don't bring the whole house with you," she calls from the other side of the street, humming a tune almost instantaneously after she's finished speaking. Isaac rolls his eyes at her lack of confidence in him and remains seated on the park bench they so frequently sit on. He stayed there for a few minutes, mulling everything over. At long last, he stood up and began speed walking back to his parents' house. A million things are running through the blonde-haired boy's mind at this very moment. He can't pinpoint how he even felt. All he knew is that he was going on an adventure that would last... not even God knows how long considering Xenia is planning all this and he hadn't the foggiest idea of what to pack. As he walked at a slower pace on the street of which his home was built, he began to mutter to himself. "I'm going on an adventure." His shoes were beating sloppily on the ground as he spoke. "I'm going on the ultimate adventure."