Chapter 4
Kenny leapt out of the still moving van; they had finally arrived at Kelly's house. He bounded up to the front door and rang the doorbell, stepping back from the door he straightened his jacket and shook his golden locks into place. Kelly pulled the door open and leapt into his arms, Kenny looked down at her eyes, and they were gazing back at him. They moved their heads closer for a kiss.
"I missed you," Kelly whispered as their kiss ended.
"I missed you too, babe," he replied. Kenny leaned down to grab Kelly's bags and then started towards the van. Kelly grabbed her purse, said goodbye to her parents and followed her boyfriend. They hopped into the seat; Stan was turned around looking at them. Kenny rolled his eyes as he put his seat belt on, Kelly did the same. Stan smiled and turned back around; he gave Wendy a quick kiss. Kenny was not bothered by this, his girl was here now. Stan started the van and they were on their way. Kenny and Kelly were sitting in the back seat, Kenny's arms were wrapped around his girlfriend, and Kelly was running her hands though her boyfriend's messy, golden hair. They were whispering to each other and giggling. Bebe and Kyle were in the middle seat, Bebe was leaning on Kyle's shoulder, reading a magazine. It was an article about what to look for in a boyfriend. She was listing things off and saying 'check' for each quality mentioned. Kyle was laughing, and making comments. Stan and Wendy were in the front seats. They were discussing something in hushed voices.
"I'm just not getting a good vibe from those two." Wendy whispered, speaking about Kenny and Kelly. Stan glanced in the rear view mirror; the couple in the backseat was looking very close at the moment.
"They seem pretty good right now" Stan contradicted, Wendy glanced back.
"I'm still getting the feeling that something is wrong." Wendy worried
"Have you ever gotten that feeling about me?" Stan asked, trying to pass it off as a joke, but Wendy could tell he wanted a truthful answer.
"Never," Wendy replied smiling, she wanted to give him a kiss but he was driving so she kissed her fingers and blew him a kiss instead. Stan smiled and turned his eyes back to the road.
It was getting pretty late. Kyle had started driving to give Stan a break. Stan was sitting in the middle seat; Wendy was resting her head on his chest. Stan leaned back on the window, his eyelids started to feel heavy, they drooped into his line of vision and he fell asleep. Wendy noticed he was asleep and she curled up closer to him and fell asleep as well. Kyle pulled the van into a motel. They checked in and went to their rooms, boys in one, girls in the other. All six teens were exhausted and they fell asleep as soon as their heads hit the pillows.
