The thing I love so much about summer is not only that it stays warm out pretty much 24/7, and the fact that even though it's super late outside and its still not as dark as it would be at 4:30pm in December, is that its so peaceful and quiet. And I just felt so safe, even though we were all out at the park at this time.

I look over, and I see that Rachel has fallen asleep, and Kaitlyns head is on her foot, using it as a pillow. unbelievable. I pull out my iPod to check the time; 2:07am. We thought it would be a good idea to sneak out after 1am to see if we could get a good look at this meteor shower or something like that. It didn't work out that well, and we ended up just watching a helicopter or a plane fly around. Couldn't really tell what it was from so far down. I decide that it would be best to wake Rachel and Kaitlyn up and go send them to get us something to eat, because I'm fucking starving. As soon as I shake Rachels shoulder, she slaps my hand away.

"Dude, can't you see I'm trying to sleep?" She moves away from me.

"Rachel come on, its 2:09am. You fell asleep in a fucking field. What am I supposed to do, just leave you and Kaitlyn out here to die?"

"If I can sleep, I don't think it will be that bad."

I scoff at here. "Whatever. Can you and Kaitlyn go to 711 or something and get us something to eat. I'm starving, I havent ate since breakfast."

Kaitlyn stirs at the sound of her name. "What do you want us to do?"

I ignore Rachel for a second, who is now starting to get up and look for money. "Can you guys go and grab something to eat. I'm gonna stay here and hold down the fort though."

Rachel looks at me. "The fort? You mean the blanket we are using to camp out on?"

"Uh yeah. I slaved setting this up for us, you hear me. And since I brought this wonderful blanket for us to sit on instead of the wet grass, you guys go get us pizza or something I don't even care."

"Fine, I got $15. Kaitlyn, you got anything?"

Kaitlyn looks into her bag. "Yeah I got 5 bucks. I'll get drinks and you can buy something else. Try going through one of the drive thrus and see what you can get us."

"Okay, sweet."

They begin to get up and stretch a little, after having a midnight nap, I guess you could call it. As they begin to walk off, I remember something.

"Kaitlyn, get orange pop or something, something we all like."

"Got it."

As soon as they are far enough away that I can't hear their conversation, I get my iPod out. Being alone is okay, and so is the quiet, but when it's dead silent, I can't handle it. I flip my playlist on shuffle, and Ain't no Mountain High Enough comes on. One of my favorites. I tap my fingers along to the beat as I observe my surroundings a little bit better. Our little campground is set up on the edge of one of the nicest parks in our city. The blanket is underneath some trees, in an opening with water behind us. I'm laying on my back, singing along with my iPod.

"Listeenn baby, ain't no mountain high, ain't no valley low, ain't no river wiiddee enough baby. If you need me call me, no matter where you are, no matter how far. Don't wor- what the fuck?"

I didn't even see him come up. Or hear him for that matter.

Looking up at this figure, I don't know what to think. Hes got some sort of metal mechanical mask on. The eyes are glowing red. He's wearing this jacket that looks like he wanted to wear a leather one, but couldn't afford it. As I'm looking up and down at this guy, he speaks.

"That song. I know it!" Now I am really confused.

As the music nears the chorus, he begins to sing along with the tune.

"Cause baby there ain't no mountain high enough, ain't no valley low enough- why aren't you singing anymore? ain't no river wide enough, to keep me from getting to you babe"

"What the hell?" I'm looking in awe at this man. I'm so confused. This random guy wearing some type of alien mask it seems comes up to me in the middle of the night, and doesn't try to kill me, but sings along with the music i'm listening to.

"Who are you?" I ask this guy.

After I ask, he stops singing and dancing (I must have missed the fact that he was dancing as well. Too lost in thought or too confused?)

He looks at me, and puts his hand up to his ear. Once he presses a button or something on this bluetooth like thing he has on, his mask begins to reduce. It disappears in a pixellated way. Hes got kind of curly hair thats pushed up at the front a little bit. Usually, a guy with a moustache would creep me out at 2:15am, but the fact that he was singing and dancing to one of my favorite songs has made me a little less fearful of this human.

"My name is Peter Quill. Some people call me Star-Lord. I used to live on this planet before I was taken away from it in '86. My ship crashed here. Not the worst place to crash on, since I've been missing this place for 26 years, but it's never good to crash, y'know? But since I am the only one who would kind of blend in on this planet, my friends are a talking raccoon, a tree, a giant blue maniac, and a green assassin, I decided to leave them with the ship. Think its for the best."

I cannot believe what is happening to me right now. I have just become the acquaintance of an outer space alien. Kind of. He was from here originally but hasn't been here for over half his life so I'm gonna go ahead and count him as an alien.

"OKay, uh yeah. Good idea for leaving those other guys on your ship, that wouldnt fly here. Police would be all over you and then the FBI and the government would be too. You don't want that to happen to you."

"Well sounds like that aspect of Terra hasn't changed. Hey, you look like a pretty hip kid, what else has changed here? Oh, how good is the music now? I bet its great. And what about the movies? There are so many things I have to catch up on."

"Okay first of all, don't get your hopes up too high for the music now. The pop of today is terrible. Actually, I listen to alot of the stuff you probably listened to. But if you want, I could come back with you to your ship and show you the good stuff, and also some movies, TV shows, and whats been happening around here? I can also try and help you get stuff you need for your ship."

While I talked, Peter looked pretty disappointed when I told him not to get his hopes high for the music. But when I said I would catch him up on everything, his face lit up.

"You know, that would be a great idea. But under one condition, I'll let you come with me."

"Yeah, what?"

"You can't tell anyone about me being here. Or my friends, once you meet them. No body. Not even your family or best friends. Got it?"

"I do that already, you have nothing to worry about."

He smiles at me. "Well then awesome, you're on board."