work in progress --------- Everything felt surreal to me. Age 18. I would run away from it all. Not alone of course. ---- From February 3rd to June 5th. "No matter what trouble we get into, we'll be in it together. Lets make this the best last couple of months of senior year Kara." Lia says half sober. "I love you bestfriend." I say tossing the bottle of Bacardi around. "I love you too." She says clinking our bottles together. Hers with Coconut Rum, mine with Bacardi rum and everything after that was a blur.All Rights Reserved