A/N: This is going to be a multi-chapter story. Warnings for drugs/smoking, gay makeouts, mentions of/references to sex and sexual things. The rating may go up later. They're older in this story, by the way. They're 16.
It all started with a text. Timmy's phone vibrated and he picked it up. It was from Gary.
[TXT:] yo tim-tim, me and rich boy are taking a road trip, wanna come with?
He smiled and texted back.
[TXT:] rich boy = remy? yeah, i wanna come with
A little while later, Gary drove up in front of his house in an RV. He rolled down the window and called, "TIMMY!"
Timmy smiled as he grabbed his bags and dashed out. His parents didn't care. His mom was out again, and his dad was drunk. He tossed his stuff inside and sat down.
"You ready?" Gary asked.
"Yeah." Timmy nodded. "Where are we going?"
"I don't know." Gary said.
"Out of this hellhole they call Dimmsdale." Remy added.
"We're running away?" Timmy asked.
"Yeah, pretty much." Gary said. "But we're 16 now. We can handle it."
Timmy nodded. "Not like my parents will care."
"Parents." Remy scoffed. "They're the reason I'm leaving. The reason I was so eager to say yes when Gary asked if I wanted to go with him."
"I dunno, I still think it's because you think I'm hot." Gary teased. "Admit it, you're going on this road trip with me cause you're hoping you'll get the opportunity to kiss me."
"No, that's not it." Remy rolled his eyes.
Timmy pulled out his iPod, and put one earbud in. "No need for those, Tim-Tim," Gary said, holding up a CD case. "I brought CDs."
"Which ones?" Timmy asked.
"A bunch of 'em." Gary said, putting in the newest Fall Out Boy CD.
"Cool." Timmy said, putting his iPod away.
Gary started the car. "You guys ready?"
Remy nodded. "As I'll ever be," Timmy said. He kind of wished Cosmo and Wanda were still with him. But that was in the past. He sighed. "Let's go."