WE ARE THE IN CROWD

Jimmy's cell phone vibrated violently in his pocket. He didn't take the call. In the background a song by Porcupine Tree played but Jimmy was too stoned to know what song it was. He had long un-kept hair and wore a t-shirt sporting the words, 'Keep Calm and Masturbate'. There was rarely a time where Jimmy wasn't smoking weed except for when he's been in school and even then he hadn't been there much, it came as a surprise to many that he had survived through to graduation.

A car's horn blared outside the house. Jimmy reacted slowly. He crushed a hot spliff into his ashtray and grabbed his already packed bags. His friends Ricky and Kat had come to pick him up. They were all going on a trip for a week but unlike his friends Jimmy had no idea where it was they were going. Jimmy carried his bags with him to the front door, which his mother opened for him.

"Please Jimmy," His mom started. "tell me you're not going to be doing anything dangerous."

"I won't mom," Jimmy replied. "I promise."

"Well, just don't let the cops catch you with that weed Jimmy."

"I'm not that stupid mom." He reassured her.

"I know, anyway have a nice time. I'll see you next week, yeah?"

"Yeah, see ya soon mom." Jimmy said starting through the door with his bags. "Goodbye."

Jimmy was unaware that Ricky and Kat had been waiting outside his house for over ten minutes however Ricky and Kat were patient with Jimmy, they'd known him for many years and were fully aware of the damage the drugs had done to Jimmy's brain. No one minded Jimmy's drug problem, not even his mom but that's not to say that they weren't concerned about it either. Ricky rolled down his window.

"Oi doctor faggot!" Ricky said getting Jimmy's attention. "You know we've been waiting out here for ten minutes right?"

"Sorry guys." He replied half-heartedly.

Jimmy opened the trunk of the car and loaded his bags into it, he shut it after him and went to sit in the seat behind Ricky.

"So where's this course at?" Jimmy asked.

Ricky started driving forwards before replying.

"Camp Crystal Lake." He replied.

"Are you fucking serious?" Jimmy asked with baffled anger.

"What's the big deal?" Ricky said defensively.

"You know the stories right?" Jimmy begun. "The camp has been closed on and off so much and do you know why?"

"Yeah." He answered without a shred of care in his voice.

"People have been butchered their by some crazy cunt with a hockey mask."

"Oh also the crazy guy's mother killed some of the campers and workers their too." Kat said trying to be part of the conversation.

"Like mother, like son." Ricky said jokingly. "Anyway Jim, I don't understand why you're pissing yourself about this, you've survived five years of heavy drug taking, a few weeks training at a camp is not gonna hurt you bro." He continued in attempt to reassure his friend.

"If you say so." Jimmy said calmly.

"Anyway Jim," Kat begun. "We checked the site and Camp Crystal Lake hasn't had any problems in years."

"Yeah but guys," Jimmy started with the same fear in his voice from earlier. "All the murders happened on Friday the thirteenth, oh and guess what day it is today?" His voice became more aggressive. "Friday the fucking thirteenth!"

"Trust me Jim," Ricky started. "How long have you known me man? Do you seriously think I'd take you and Kat somewhere I thought was dangerous? Of course I wouldn't, I fucking love you guys."

What Ricky had said was enough to calm Jimmy down and reassure him. Jimmy rarely got stressed out about anything. The last time he was severely worried was when his mom and dad went through a divorce. That was when he started taking drugs. He never saw his dad after the divorce because a week later, his dad was dead. Jimmy didn't attend the funeral nor has he ever gone to visit his father's grave.

"Hey babe put some tunes on." Kat said to Ricky.

Ricky hit the play button on the car stereo and turned up the volume to full blast.

"Oh yeah, this fucking rocks!" Kat screamed.

With that the they cruised down the dusty roads that lead to Camp Crystal Lake with the stereo blaring out relentless rock and roll anthems.