Night Owls

The dark color cell phone laid on the strapped bed. The screen lit up and a country song started to play from inside. I spun around and crawled across the room to lift the phone off the bed. Checking to see who it was before, flipping it open.

"Hello?" I asked, setting back on the ground.

"What are you doing?" Kaitlyn asked.

Kaitlyn was a very good friend of mine. I have been hurt by a lot of people, in my past but this feels different. She has been there for me and I have told her stuff, that no one else knows. She still doesn't know everything about me but she knows more then most. We have been friends for the better part of a year. If feels like I can finally trust her with everything but I can't be sure. She has a lot of trust issues herself and can't keep a secret.

"Me? What am I, not doing?" I joked, uses a bit of my old humor. "That is the better question."

"Are you going to the fire?"

"Yeah, maybe in a little bit. Are you going? Are you off of work yet?" I replied, listing off questions.

"Dakota gets off of work at nine."

Dakota? Well, I asked when she got off of work and not him. She must have misheard, my question. Which made me very aggregated for some reason. Did she know that I was waiting on him, for a ride? Because, I was. I hated living out in the country.

"No... Wait." I paused, replaying her voice in my mind. "Are you crying? Are you okay." I wasn't sure if the last question was one or not. Has she been crying this whole time? How could I not realize that?

"Yes..." Kaitlyn's voice dropped. "Everyone hates me and I don't know what to do."

"What? What are you talking about? Do you need me?" My mind raced; as I looked around the room. Landing on my black coat, which laid on my book shelf.

"Yes."

"Now?"

"Yes."

Awesome. Looks like, I'm going to have to walk the two miles there. "Okay, I'll leave now." I told her and shut the phone. It was almost nine and she wanted to see me now. I had two ways of getting to town and they both were hard. I could ride my bike into town or walk. If I rode into town then I would have to ride back out here. It would get me there faster. If I walked then, it would take me longer, but I could get a ride back home.

I finished curling my hair and laid on a layer of spray.

My coat was a old fashion, long and black. It felt soft against my skin. It reminded me of a trench coat but a teen age version. With dark jeans and this coat? Plus the curled hair? I looked nice. I smirked, looking at myself in the mirror. "Here we go."

I placed my ipod in one pocket and my phone in the other. Along with lipstick and blush. Good thing that I had large pockets. I pulled a pair of neon socks and pink shoes.

"Ben!" I yelled, as I closed the house door behind me. "Bennie!"

Ben was my three year old dog. He was the nicest dog and loved to cuddle. Cuddle with me that is. He hates people other then me. A one person dog. I guess, it goes with his breed. The Australian Shepherd. All of my friends were scared of him because of that bark, of his. He also cashed cars and tries to herd people.

He came running up the hill, onto the deck. "Hey!" I smiled, as he sat down in front of me. I bent forwards and placed a hand on either side of his face. "Hey, my baby." He looked up at me and I swear, he had a smile on his face.

"You're not going to like this." I whispered and rested a hand on his blue collar. "But, I have to leave." I started to pull him back down the hill and into the barn. Where is it? I looked went across the area and found his purple rope. While, still having ahold of him; I tied him to the barn door. "Sorry, boy."

Ben gave me this sad look. He hated, when I did this him but I had no choice. He would follow me and he doesn't do good outside of this home.

I patted his forehead and left.

The dirt road was dark and lonely. It felt like it went on for miles and I could only see a few feet in front of me. The moon was hidden behind the clouds and the wind blew across me. I stuffed my hand into my pocket and pulled out my ipod. Finding my headphones and placing them inside of my ears. I found a tone and let the ipod drop back into the pocket. Then stuffed my hands, into the pockets because it was cold out here.

It could have been worst, after all. It was the start of spring and it was a cool night. The last time that I went to town, was ten times worst. I picked up my legs and started to run. Running about a fourth of a mile and then slowing down into the walk. I wasn't tired but it was boring.

I watched the field next to the road and wondered. It would take less time to get to town, if I went though the field. I have never went in there. There is no one still awake and no one would see me. Well, probably won't. I know that there had to be a path because of what happened the summer. A few friends of mine, were trying to find my house and went though this field. They came out on the road but they did get lost a few times. I knew my way and could make it. Was I brave enough to do that on my own? No. Yes? No.

Running and then walking again. My ipod started to play the third song and I knew that it had to be past nine, by now. I was making good time, though. With this running and then walking thing, going on.

I was almost to the main road to town. Almost off of this dirt road and onto a real road. This was going to be the hard part. After this, I was in town but this road went on for a while. It had a lot of hills, going up and then falling back down. It was easy with a bike but a bit boring on foot.

Someone was driving down the road, heading towards me. I thought about it being one of my parents and turned around on the hill. I went into the ditch and walked the other way. So I wouldn't face them and they couldn't see my face, either. They drove by and I turned around.

My phone rang. A text message. It read, 'where are you?'

My fingers were shivering as I replied, 'Almost to town. Where are you?'

I dropped it back into my pocket and thought about cutting into a field. This was a different one and this one, I have went though before. Alone and at night. Then, I remembered. There is this dip into the ground and a lot of water around it. I found a place where, I could walk across without falling in but I'm not sure where that would be at. I could get lost, very easy.

The phone rang. It read, 'i will be at the fire.'

Great. That is closer and I'm almost there. 'Be there in five.' I repealed and put my phone away. I started to run again and went onto the other side of the road. A car passed and then another car passed. I kept my head down and came out of the ditch. I hate when people would drive by. I didn't want to let people see that I was walking and I just hoped that it was no one that knew me.

I looked over my shoulder and saw the car turn around. Great.

It came back around and honked. I saw that it was white and knew. I opened the door and saw Kaitlyn and Dakota.

I stepped into the car and moved stuff of the seat. "Sorry." I mumbled and closed the door.

"I thought you were riding your bike." Kaitlyn asked, as the car started moving again.

"No. To complicated." I respond.

The two of them started talking and we drove for over half a hour. I felt like a little kid stuck in the back of the car, while the parents talk about their feelings. They were fighting about some dumb stuff. I knew all of the answers but I didn't say a word. I was friends with both of them. They talked about how she was losing everyone over him. She wasn't. Her friends were dumb and she was losing them, no matter what. My head started to hurt.

We finally went to the fire, after driving around the town twice.

I stepped out of the car and shut the door behind. Kaitlyn placed her arm inside of mine and we walked to the fire. There was only about eight other people and us. There was no seats so we stood.

I placed a hand, on the back of Walter's shoulder. He turned and smiled, "You guys made it!"

"Yeah..." I trailed off, thinking about the long car ride. It was great.

End of Chapter 1.

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Oxoxo. - Andi