PRESENT DAY: NARRATOR POV

Mitchie bolted for the door. She ran as fast as she could from mall security and into the large parking lot where her "getaway car" was parked. She was sure to have Alex park in the very back, behind the large Interstate truck. Mitchie managed to outrun security after putting her high-school track skills to work and running a few laps around the lot. She was about twenty feet from the car when she looked back and noticed that a guard had spotted her from across the parking lot.

"Alex! Start the fuckin' car!" she screamed from behind the Interstate truck.

Alex, paralyzed by fear, struggled to start the car, but after seeing Mitch skid around the front of the truck next to the car, she snapped out of her daze and started the car as Mitch jumped over the door and into the passenger seat.

"What the Hell did you do?" Alex half-shouted.

"I wanted them so I got them... For free," Mitchie responded as she ripped off the hat she had been wearing.

"Got what?!" Alex nearly screamed, struggling to get the old car in gear.

Mitchie pulled her bag up and began rummaging through it, looking for the goodies she stole.

"God, you're seriously insane Mitch," Alex said as Mitchie was basking over how much "skill" it took to make it as far as she did with a pair of brand new Nikes from Footlocker all the way to the entrance of the mall before she got caught.

Alex shook her head in disapproval but kept the large smile on her face that she always had when she was with her friend.

"Pfft, bitch, you love it," Mitchieretorted quickly while putting on her seatbelt and tossing her bag onto the floor of the car as Alex sped off in the direction of Mitchie's apartment. Mitchie turned the stereo on and sang along to a quiet song as Alex drove, silently thinking back to the last time she got in trouble with Mitch.

Flashback: Junior Year of High School

"Mitchie, I really don't want to get caught. My parents will kill me if they find out."

Alex's nerves were getting to her as she thought over Mitchie's ridiculous idea for the coming weekend.

"Alex, we've gone over the plan a thousand times! You're not going to get caught!" Mitchie said while reassuringly placing Alex's hands in hers and making Alex calm down and continue to pack her suitcase.

"I just... Don't you ever get worried?" Alex said, looking up from her bag as she zipped it up.

"Worried about what?" Mitchie said, genuinely trying to understand why her best friend was so scared to go out of town for two short days.

"I'm just worried I'll get caught. Your parents don't care what you do. You could probably rob a bank and not get even yelled at by them. I don't have that. I'm always so scared to go against my mom and dad. They're medieval!"

"How long have we known eachother Alex?"

Alex didn't have to think hard at all to know that they'd been best friends for as long as she could remember.

"Since we were six. Why?" Alex asked.

"Since we were six, have I ever let you down? Be honest."

Mitchie never really thought about the trouble they'd get into as actual trouble. She figured that if you didn't get arrested, you weren't really in trouble.

"Not really. I know you have my back, but it's still scary lying to my parents."

"I get th-," Mitch started and then started to giggle at Alex's raised eyebrow.

"Yeah, you're right Lexi, I've got no idea what strict parents are like. Perks of being emancipated."

"Lucky little slut," Alex said as she grabbed her suitcase off her bed and started walking down the stairs to her garage, Mitchie closely following her.

The duo got their bags in the car, locked up the house, put the top on Alex's convertible down and started on their drive to San Francisco for the Demi Lovato concert they'd been looking forward to for their entire senior year of high school.

"I seriously can't believe we're going to see her," Mitchie gushed.

"I know! She's amazing. I really just want to have her babies or something."

Mitchie gave Alex one of those looks that only the two understood. Alex shortly burst into laughter with Mitchie while trying to explain through her laughs.

"I... I didn't mean like... Not in a gay way!"

They kept laughing and Mitchie just stared her best friend down until she caved.

"Okay, I totally did. Shut up," Alex said, suddenly straight-faced and concentrating on the road in front of them.

"Only an hour and a half until we're there!" Mitchie screamed.

This was going to be incredible.