Spriiiiiiiiing Breaaaaak~Sky

(Continued from road trip part 2)

I looked at my smoldering car. The front was completely smashed in. There were specks of red mixed in with the bent metal. We had all backed away quickly. Once Zane had recovered and peeled himself off the windshield. We had been afraid it would explode. It hadn't.

I stood grumpily watching Zane as he spun around in contineous circles looking up at the sky, smiling then glaring back down at the ground. I was seething with anger at my loss. I really did love my car. It was my baby.

Slowly I climbed into the vehicle containing the other members of our family. Zane laughed as he entered as if this was all some joke. Some sick joke. A-drain was laughing to, she seemed happy to know that something I had cherished had left me in a heap of broken metal.

Azul was still shock up after the whole thing. Making her impossible to look at. She hated feeling vulnrable. Ravan had a huge wet spot on his pants from where he had accidently urinated on the backseat of my car...guess it doesn't matter now.

Slowly we continued back onto our trip.

"Why are we goin to Utah anyway?" Dune asked looking at an exit sign with longing.

"Uhm. It had pretty rocks?" Sparrow answered while actaully pondering this matter herself.

"Screw it, lets just exit here," A-drain said as Dune carefully took the exit.



NOW!!!!!!!!!!! SPRIIIIIIIIIIIIIING BREAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAK

Once we entered the town we saw a group of teenagers huddled around the beaches sand. A huge bonfire was burning like a flame of excitement.

"Barnfire?"Ravan asked stupidly.

"Do you see any barns around here. We're not in Kansas for Godsake's," Azul replied then added "Isn't it like Spring Break around here?"

"YEAH!!!" I said opening the car door and jumping out on the run.

The group of teenagers was quick to allow me into thier huddled group. In about ten minutes I had a beer in my hand and was dancing to music with an assortment of differant people. Zane was enjoying himself to. A crowd of hot guys surrounded him and chanted stupidly as he downed drink after drink. On about his twelfth drink I watched with horror as he took off his shirt followed by his pants and ran down the street completely nude.

"DUDE!!!!!!! He's streaking! Yeah. You go man. You go! Woooooot!" a person from the crowd said while laughing and spilling a budlight all over his white shirt.

I watched him run down the street straight into the police station. He actaully bumped into a cop chomping on his doughnut. He was laughing to. Taking pictures of the kid who was gonna have a huge headache tomorrow.

"Crap," I muttered picking his clothes up off the ground and stumbling after him. Everyone else from our group was right behind me.

Once we reached the station Zane was talking to the police who was questioning him while suppressing laughter.

"Whats your name son?"

"Zaaaaaaaaaaaanneeee. Uh. Uhm. AM i s'posed to remember myyyyyyyyy laaaaast naaaaame. Cauuuuse its a totaaaal blaank."

"You from around here?"

"Naw. I'm froooooom Llamaville. Its a small island off of Spain. You should visit some time,"

Thats when he saw us and began running again. Straight out of the station and right into my arms. Man was that awkward. Very very awkward...we all ran into our vehicle from there and sped out of town. From the distance we could hear the chanting of the teens we'd just hung out with. They were still laughing and having a good time....