My name is Nick Randall and I decided to look for work in Atlanta, Georgia with two of my friends from college, Tate and Dylan. I am not as close to them as my best friend, Luke but they are cool and funny.
Tate was sitting in the front seat to the right, he was driving. Tate was wearing a green long sleeve shirt with a black unzipped jacket and Jeans with brown boots. He has dark brown hair, darker than Luke's with a black beanie and light hazel eyes.
Dylan was sitting in the front seat to the left, and he was just messing around like usual. Dylan was wearing a british shirt with black long sleeves and dark, ripped Jeans with black converse. He has black hair, in a ponytail because it's so long and dark green eyes.
Both of them had white, really pale skin. I was darker than them, not too dark. I almost laughed at this thought.
I was sitting in the back, looking out the window. I was wearing a black shirt with white long sleeves and dark grey camo pants with black boots. I have black hair, not as long as Dylan's and blue eyes. On my head was my favorite hat, it was red with a yellow halo symbol on it.
Tate and I are wearing our seatbelts but, I noticed that Dylan wasn't. Tate said something before I could.
"Dylan?"
Dylan looked at him "What is it?"
"Why in the hell do you not have your seatbelt on?"
"Who are you, my mother?"
Tate looked annoyed and rolled his eyes. Dylan smiled like an idiot "Relax…"
[ Put it on, Dylan ]
[ You're crazy, Dylan ]
[ Idiot, do you want to die? ]
[...]
I rolled my eyes "You are crazy, you know that Dylan?"
(?) Dylan Will Remember This
Dylan just started to laugh "yes I am...you just finally noticed?"
I couldn't help but smile "Asshole…"
He just laughed harder and even Tate was smiling now, I love stupid moments with my friends. Dylan had stopped laughing and put a hand in his hair.
"So, how old are you guys again?"
Tate gave him a funny look "Are you serious?"
"Yep…"
"Are you drunk?"
"Maybe…"
Tate sighs "I'm 23 and if you forgot you are 21." Tate turned his head to me and then, focuses on the road again.
"Nick?"
[ Doesn't matter… ]
[ You know my age, you idiot ]
[ I'm 22 ]
[...]
"I'm 22, remember?"
Dylan looks at me from the corner of his eye "I do now…" Dylan was looking down at something, what the hell is he looking at?
"Tate...why do you have a gun on the floor?"
"It fell out of the glove box...I have it for protection...it case some crazy asshole pulls something on me."
[ Really? ]
[ When did you get a gun? ]
[ That's smart, Tate ]
[...]
I smile at Tate "That's smart, Tate."
(?) Tate Will Remember This
Tate smiles back "Thanks, Nick."
I nod my head, Tate looked at the car's floor too, for a second. He looked back at the road.
"Dylan?"
Dylan lifted his head as soon as he heard his name.
"Why do you still carry around a backpack?"
"Because I want to?"
Tate just smiled at his response "Ok then."
Tate and Dylan were probably going to talk about random shit so, I decided to take out my phone and text Luke.
Hey
Luke - Hi, are you at Atlanta yet?
Yea, but Tate is still driving and Dylan is acting like an idiot like usual
Luke - xD Seriously?
My phone made a noise and it was on 6% low battery, shit.
I have to go, my battery is about to die
Luke - XD Tell them I said hi
I will
Luke - Bye Nick
Bye
I put my phone back in my pants pocket and I heard Tate say something.
"What the hell?"
He was looking out the window and so was Dylan. I look out my window and see five cop cars, speeding down the road opposite to us.
Tate was still looking out his window and Dylan stopped looking out his window, not interested in what was happening.
"What's going on?"
"Who knows…"
I look at the front window and see someone walking out into the road. Tate wasn't paying attention to the road!
[ Tate! ]
[ Watch Out! ]
[ Look at the road! ]
[...]
"Watch Out!"
Tate heard me but, it was too late. He hit the person and the car started spinning out of control. We hit something else and everything went black.