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"With the lights out its less dangerous
Here we are now
Entertain us
I feel stupid and contagious
Here we are now
Entertain us"

Smells Like Teen Spirit

The tossing of graduation hats. What really was the purpose? Was it supposed to signify the last act that we performed together as a class? A class of people that had known each other since kinder garden, a class that normally could never do anything together without some sort of drama. As I watched the blue and white hats sail up into the air, I couldn't help but wonder about two things. Could someone's eye get poked out by one of the hats? And does the whole falling of the hat signify the fact that we're essentially on our own now?

Some girls around me were crying, but not me. I was happy to be done with the torture that society called high school. There was no chance I would be caught dead crying at this ceremony unless I was informed my dog died or something. However, I knew that sometime in the next few weeks I probably would cry. But not because I was sad to leave high school, more like because I was scared shitless about the future.

I reached up and caught my hat, while countless others fell to the gymnasium floor. A few of the '08's fell off the hats with clanging noises, but my hat remained intact in my hands. I honestly couldn't believe I had just caught it, but it was either that or find out if it really could take an eye out.

Everyone started to move them, spilling outside to the freshly cut lawn. I followed after, all the while looking for my family. People I didn't even know smiled at me kindly as I passed, and I did my best not to look hostile as I fought through the crowd. This freaking hideous white robe should be a beacon for' get the hell out of my way people', but sadly it was not.

"Silvia!"

I whipped my head around and smiled at my best friend in the whole wide world. He was one of the main reasons I had survived high school. Without him I would have surely gone crazy and committed mass murder; well that or get up in front of the school and prepare to give a ridiculously long speech on how they were all awful human beings.

"Hey Kenny, have you seen my family?"

He grinned as he pulled out his inhaler, a.k.a. his extra limb. It was essentially a part of him. He always had it with him and there never went a day when I didn't see him use it at least twice.

"That would be your Mother advancing on us with her camera."

She looked maniacal, and I instinctively took a step back towards Kenny. He chuckled and brought his hands up to my shoulders to turn me towards my camera happy Mom. She didn't even say anything before she started taking pictures, flashes surrounding the two of us. I knew Kenny was eating it up; I however, was cringing and shrinking back into Kenny.

"I am so proud of the two of you!" She gushed once she finally stopped taking pictures, thank God for that.

My older brother followed behind her with an apologetic look. Had Mom been this psycho at his graduation? I honestly couldn't remember. I had been ten, and it had been around the time that Dad had died. I remember seeing Scott up on stage towering over the rather short principle, but the rest was just a vague memory surrounded by the dark cloud that was our Father's accident.

"Nice job kid." Scott grinned as he ruffled my hair.

I shot him a look before I smoothed a hand over my short dark brown hair. My hair disobeyed me enough; it didn't need my older brother adding to it.

"So what do you two kids have planned tonight?" Mom questioned with that hopeful little smile of hers. The same smile I had been seeing since Kenny and I hit puberty and Mom started getting these little ideas of hers in her head. Ideas that Kenny and I were perfect together. All I could think about was the fact that Kenny and I had ran around my yard naked when we were three years old.

"Well, I can tell you what we aren't doing." Kenny stated. "We're not going to the grad party tonight."

I snorted, "Got that right."

"Happy to be rid of them?" Scott grinned. "Won't hurt your feelings to never see their faces again?"

"I think she has a dart board set up in her room with their pictures." Kenny laughed.

"I do not!" Although, I would be lying if I said the thought never crossed my mind. But that had been in junior high, and that was excuse enough.

"So what are you doing?" Mom quirked a brow suggestively.

"It's a surprise that I refuse to tell her or anyone." Kenny chuckled evilly.

He loved this a bit too much if you asked me. He had announced his plan for tonight weeks ago and ever since had been torturing me with me. He wouldn't budge though, no matter how many batches of snicker doodles I made for him.

"So, I'll be kidnapping her now."

"Go right ahead." Scott laughed. "You kids be safe."

"Ew, Scott." I rolled my eyes.

"I didn't mean it like that, sis." He replied. "But obviously it's on your mind."

I would have flipped him off if Mom hadn't of been there watching me. With a last wave and hug Kenny dragged me off to his car. We threw off our robes before we got in; he dressed in a shirt and tie, and me in a black and white sun dress I had bought specially for today.

"Can you tell me now?" I asked hopefully as we pealed out of the school parking lot.

"We're going camping." He replied as he hit the lock button, an evil little smirk on his face.

"Kennedy Meyers, you turn this car around and take me home." I demanded.

"Oh come on Silvy! Where is your sense of adventure?"

"I can be adventurous without sleeping on the ground in a tent with no bathroom!"

He laughed, "Oh silly me, did I tell you we're going to my Uncle's hunting hut?"

"Well, see that changes everything."

"There's no beds."

"But there's a bathroom." I stated. "Why are we doing this anyway?"

"It'll be just the two of us, no interruptions."

I looked over at him curiously, "It sounds like you're trying to hook up with me."

"I'm not." He answered simply. "Although…do you ever wonder if your Mom is right?"

"About us?!"

"Duh."

I shrugged, "Why? Do you?"

"I didn't think so, but both our Mothers have been pressuring us for years and I'm beginning to question it myself."

I sighed; why couldn't mothers mind their own business? Kenny and I were best friends, it just so happened that we were opposite genders. That didn't mean that we automatically were perfect for each other.

We rode the rest of the way in silence and it wasn't until after we had brought all our stuff into the little cabin like thing that Kenny brought up the subject again. Well, he didn't really say anything; instead he grabbed me about the waist and pulled me up against him.

"We should kiss, just to get it out of the way." He said; his cheeks a tiny bit pink.

"Then we'll know for sure." I agreed.

He grinned a bit deviously, "And you can also get your first kiss out of the way."

"Oh shut up; like I really wanted to kiss my sad excuse for a boyfriend last year."

He just grinned and closed the distance between our lips. His lips pressed against mine, but I felt nothing except for a sense of awareness that all too clearly reminded me that I thought of Kenny as a brother. It wasn't that he was disgusting; in fact he had nice plump lips. We finally pulled away and looked at each other curiously.

"Nothing." He stated.

"Nada." I nodded.

"Great, now that's out of the way. We should start a fire in here; it's a bit chilly."

I watched as he walked over to the fire place and started searching for wood. Of course it would help if there was any wood around. Finally he turned to me with the look on his face that I clearly recognized as the 'Silvy, will you do me a favor' look.

"Will you go out back to the wood pile while I clean it out a bit?"

"Fine." I sighed. "But if I get attacked it'll be your fault."

"Attacked? By what…a squirrel?"

I flipped him off and headed to the back door that was located in the very small kitchen and dining like area. It was completely dark outside so I flipped on the light switch for the back porch light and glanced around for the wood pile. As my luck would have it, it was located almost in the woods.

How much wood was I supposed to get anyway? I stood there and stared down at the pile for a while before I finally reached out and started to pick out some logs. Maybe five would be enough, but then again I didn't really want to come back out here and have to get more later.

I had piled ten logs or so when I decided I should probably head back inside. I turned to do just that, being careful not to drop my logs that were barely hanging on, when a loud howl ripped through the silence of the woods. I jumped and watched as all of my logs came tumbling down, a few of them on my foot.

"Son of a!" I yelled, hopping around on my uninjured foot.

"You alright out there Silvy?" Kenny asked from the doorway.

"Just great." I replied sarcastically, hoping that maybe he would come out to lend me a hand. But of course he didn't, he just smiled and went back inside, closing the door behind himself.

Finally the pain subsided enough for me to quit jumping around and get back to the task at hand. I crouched down and began piling the stupid logs back into my arms again, when I heard rustling from off to the side. I froze and began to panic. After hearing that howl, rustling wasn't a great follow up sound for me to hear. I stared into the darkness, hoping that it would be a squirrel or bunny or maybe just the sound of the wind, but then a twig snapped and I knew it couldn't be the wind.

This was southwest Michigan there weren't supposed to be bears around here! Were there? What if I became the first victim of some escaped bear from the Binder Park Zoo? Wait, did they even have bears? Didn't all zoos?

Then I clearly saw a shape, a very large shape. That ruled out the possibility of a squirrel or bunny unless they had been mutated into something ginormous! I looked from the shape to the door. Did I have time to make it? I never had been very athletic, but with the adrenaline pumping through my veins I at least had a chance.

Whatever it was took a few steps towards me, slowly coming into the back porch light. It was too dark to make out colors, but it most definitely looked like something I had never seen before, in a book or real life. But it did resemble a wolf.

"Holy shit." I whispered, and watched in amazement as the wolf's gaze shot to mine.

For a whole minute we just stared at each other, the wolf looking just as surprised to see me as I was him. Finally, I got my senses back and slowly stood up with the wolf watching me the entire time. He looked almost confused and I took that opportunity to run to the door and hurry inside.

Kenny ran out into the kitchen at the sound of the slamming door and looked at me curiously. I'm sure I was a sight to see. With my back pressed up against the door, my arms fanned out, and my chest heaving like crazy.

"Kenny!" I shrieked and threw myself into his arms. "There was a huge wolf out there watching me! You lied! I could have been attacked! I could be dead! What if it can get in?"

"Silvy, calm down and tell me what happened…so I can actually understand you." Kenny said soothingly.

"Okay so I had a whole arm full of wood and then it all fell on my foot, and of course you were no help. So when I was picking it up I heard a noise which turned out to be a giant wolf staring at me!"

I could tell he didn't believe me, and a part of me didn't blame him. I had been known to freak out in the past over nothing. I was a hypochondriac of the first degree, and he'd known me for a very long time. But couldn't he tell that I was scared shitless?

"It was probably just the shadows or something."

"Psh whatever, Kenny. I know what I saw!"

"This is southwest Michigan not the U.P!"

I shoved him and went to sit on my sleeping bag that Kenny had arranged on the floor of the 'living room' next to his. Kenny sighed down at me and went to check all the doors and windows to make sure they were locked. Once he was done he came to join me.

"I'm sleeping with you." I told him.

"We're in the same room."

"Cut ready to cuddle, snuggle bunny."

"Silvy…"

"This was your idea, Meyers." I warned.

"Ugh, fine."

So that's why when I woke up in the morning I found myself lying almost completely on top of Kenny, my head pillowed on his chest and his hand resting on my butt. After I shoved his hand off of me I got up and left him there snoring while I went to get some water.

I had just taken a gulp of water when I saw it lying right outside the woods, curled up by the pile of wood I had dropped last night. It was the huge wolf, and in the early morning light it was clear to me that it was just that. A huge russet colored wolf. It was asleep, but nonetheless the water sprayed out of my mouth and hit the window above the sink.

I had to get Kenny. I slammed the cup down and ran back into the living room where he was still snoring away. I kicked him gently in the butt before I resorted to shaking his entire body. That woke him up. He glared up at me before I pulled at his arm and forced him to stand up. I dragged him into the kitchen but of course the wolf was no longer in sight. Jeez, it was just like in the movies!

"What did you drag me out here for?" He grumbled angrily.

"Um…I saw a spider?"

"I'm going back to sleep."