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The Sweet smells that surround me….Am I addicted?
Lauren and I both have never been out of Forks Washington…well I can't say that. We do go on road trips to other places in the great Pacific North West, but we had never gone further then Portland. Over the week Lauren and myself made plans; we decided to take a trip out of the state. We both told our parents we were staying over at each other's houses so they wouldn't get suspicious. Yesterday we went shopping. We got food, toiletries, and things we thought we would need. We were going to take my car since hers was a rusty piece of junk. Mine was almost brand new. Today is the day we both planned to leave.
Standing inside my room holding the knob of my door I just stared at everything. I contemplated if this was the right thing to do; sneaking away in the dead of night. I went through all the pros and cons of what I was about to do. I took a deep breath hiked the strap of my duffel bag up on my shoulder then pulled my door shut with a dull thunk. I went down the hall to the staircase; trying to be as quiet as possible descended down the second floor of my house. My parents were on the second level and i really didnt want to wake them up. I went over to their door pressing my ear to it and listened. listening to my dad chain saw like snores and my moms soft breathing, I could feel the prickling that tears brought.
Wiping my nose I squared my shoulders then made a aggressive huffing sound, yes I was scared and yes I was a little sad but this was going to be a great thing. I wasn't going to let anything stop me from going. I needed this. I needed to gain some perspective on my situation. Making a sharp turn I walked to the kitchen, my boots making a hushed thump as they hit the linoleum flooring. I walked over to the kitchen table that once was my great Grand ma's, I smiled thinking of how this table had survived through so many kids over the years. I ran my hands over the grainy top, A nostalgic smile on my lips then laid a letter down- Explaining to my my family that I loved them and I'll call when I can and that I needed to do this for myself.
Not looking back I turned tail and marched out to the garage. Jingling the keys in my hand, I unlocked my car first then went to the garage door and unlocked it by hand. I didn't want to wake anyone up using the automatic door opener and i certainly wasn't going to start my car for that matter. With the garage open I went back to my car, put it in reverse and started to push it down the long driveway. sweating bullets, I Chuckled to myself I feel like I'm a thief on the run. When i thought i had gone far enough I hopped into my car and started it up, speeding away to go meet mine and Laurens meeting spot. She was waiting for me just like we talked about. I pulled over, my brakes making a light Squeaking. As I rolled down the window Lauren started to squeal in a high excited voice.
"Hay girly-girl, are ya ready to start living?" I just chuckled and shook my head, waving her to hurry up and get it. once she was all settled I pulled on to the highway going a fast speed of 80 mph. It was 3A.M and no one was up this early. I looked over at Lauren, she had fallen asleep within five minutes of beginning the drive. Hearing her soft breathing it made me smile. I loved Lauren, she was like a sister I never wanted. (Ha-ha just kidding) I was thinking back to why we had wanted to leave in the first place while maneuvering the cable for my phone to hook up to my radio. Pandora started to hum through my car speakers. As I listened to the music everything started going through my head, why I wanted to leave; why Lauren wanted to leave, just everything. As I past the Welcome to la-push sign it started to bring up frustrating memories, the damn teens there.
(Our friends) would not leave me or my friends alone for two seconds. They would always bug us about dumb stuff like how we shouldn't do this or it's not safe hiking by one's self. Then a bunch of the Rez boys started acting weird around me. they would just randomly show up at my house, my school and anywhere i was hanging out. I asked why they kept stocking me and their excuse was it was for my protection. just B.S in my opinion.
They weren't the only ones giving me a hard time, my baby brother was riding my ass about the fast life I was picking up. See I had been out a lot this past year partying and bar hopping down in Port Angeles. It was starting to worry my little brother. We would get into little arguments. My world at the moment was in an uproar. I'm not really sure why Lauren wanted to go with me, at first I told her "No" but she kept asking, when I finally said yes it was almost two week AFTER she started pestering me. I didn't ask why she wanted to go. So I just figured that it wasn't any of my business. After that we spent the rest of the month preparing for the trip- we'd talk after school, during lunch and sometimes in class when we had them together. I wanted everything to be right no mishaps at all. Thinking so hard I could feel my brow pinch. From my peripheral I could see Lauren turning so she was on her side. She must be watching me. I heard her clear her throat telling me in a way she wanted to talk.
"I wonder if they even now we aren't in our beds anymore." She said in a sleepy voice.
Sighing I looked over at her from the corner of my eye then back to the road saying in a breathy voice.
"I don't think there up just yet it's nearing 5 am I'd bet there still sleeping Hun." I said.
looking back at Lauren giving her a small smile. I just loved her so much, she was one of my dearest friends in my life we've known each other since kindergarten. Aside from some of the La Push boys and Bella, Lauren was one of the best friends I had. We did everything together; we were more like sisters than anything else. I had her back and she had mine.