(Y/N = Your name
I just wanted to say that I'm not American, ever live in American nor visiting it, all I know was from the Internet so there will be mistakes and I hope you can forgive me for that!)

With a click of your room's door being locked, you run down the kitchen with the backpack in hand to join your parents with the breakfast. Your mom look at you sarcastically when she sees you open the fridge to take out some (favorite juice).

"Look like you decide to join us on breakfast, your highness"
"Haha very funny mom, I'm starving, what do we have today?"
"Eggs, bacon ,toast and dad's week old soup"
"Mom! That's nasty, throw that infernal thing in the trashcan, I'm feeling sick just from thinking of it!"
"I told your dad too but he didn't listen"
"Ugh... I will have two eggs then"

You didn't really minded if your mom make fun of you, you're always skipping breakfast when there's no school to stay in your room until lunch time, mostly to sleep or just minding your own business. Then you notice your dad's snoring at the table, he always did that in the morning, his fault for watching TV in his bedroom late at night and then fall asleep while at it too. So you just straighten your posture and stomp his feet under the table enough to wake him from his "nap".

"Score!" Your dad exclaimed loudly when being awaken at all the sudden, he look around for a second before rubbing his eyes and yawned.
"Go wash your face mister! Breakfast's ready" a plate was placed in front of you as your mom scolded your dad, who was on the verge of falling asleep on his chair again. The smell of fried eggs and that wonderful aroma of sizzling bacon make you nearly choked in your own saliva. While digging in your breakfast hungrily, you heard the bathroom door being opened and think that your dad must have finished washing his face and return to the table at any seconds now.

"You're going out today?" Your dad pour a cup of freshly brew coffee into his favorite mug, he must have saw your backpack next to your chair on the floor.
"Yeah, I have some business to do"
"Is it far away?" you signed as your mom look at you, even though you're basically a young adult and fully capable of taking care of yourself, she still treat you like you're the most fragile child. You knew she's just being a mother and worry for you, but sometimes you feel like she didn't trust you enough, your dad is a whole other story, he would constantly want you to be independent and will often scolding you for keep staying indoors or being passive.

"Depends, dad, did you happen to know where "Teufort" is, it's a city right?"
"Teufort hah? Sound familiar, wait leave me a minute to think, I'm pretty sure I've been there.. or heard about it somewhere..." Your hope lift up a bit as you look at your dad taking a sip of his coffee, if he didn't know then you would be in a bit of trouble of finding it yourself. You always have a hope that your dad would know everything, maybe not everything but bits of everything and that's all you need. To be honest, you adored him for his wide knowledge, he knows how to fix the electricity, fix the plumbing and even woodworking, the only thing that he's not great at is cooking, it's not that terrible that one can't swallow, but it's not great either. You picked up a few things from him too, though you acknowledged the fact that you will never know as much as he did.

The silent continued, except for the sound of silverwares on the ceramic plates when you and your mom eating. It's starting to get a bit too awkward as the clock ticking, you swallowed the last bacon piece and set the fork down, then stood up to put the dish in the sink. Before finished the rest of your (favorite juice), your dad snap his fingers in realization.

"Teufort... Teufort... Teu-fort... That's right, Two Farts! Why can't I remember this earlier!"
You nearly spat out your juice when you heard your dad said something about farts, sometimes his sense of humor can be quite weird to your taste...
"Quit with the fart jokes here dad, I thought you're over it long ago"
"It's not what I made up but still funny til now, and I think I know exactly where that... Teufort you were wondered about"
You rolled your eyes as you can see your dad trying to hold back his laughing under his breath when saying Teufort, you don't get it, what's so funny?
"What's with the fart joke anyway?" Your mom raised an eyebrow and looking at your dad while washing the dishes.

"Well... I heard that during my trip there a while ago from the locals, that town used to be named Two Farts, but then the mayor was too embarassed that he was being bullied by a bunch of teenagers that he have to change the name to it, so he call it Teufort."
"... Woah"
"Is it even real?"
"Apparently yes, I heard it with my own ears by a man living there"
You sniffed, trying your best to hold back from laughing, great, now even you fall into some cheap fart jokes, even your mom's giggle can be heard over the sound of running water. A second passed and you look at your dad with a serious look while he did the same, the next second having both of you brusted out in a hysterical laughing fit.

"So... um... eheheh... did you... haha... remember where is it?"
"Not too far from us actually, I'm sure it's in New Mexico, Bad..lands region if I remember correctly. You can catch a tour bus, should take from 3 to 4 hours maximum to get there"
"Alright, thanks dad, I'll get going then"

Before you can reach the door, your mom's call stopped you on track
"Have you packed any water?"
"Yes mom, I did, can I pleasee go now?"
"How about food? You won't be back for lunch, I'm sure"
"Erm..."
You can feel your mom with that silent smug look hidden underneath her face even when facing away from her. Maybe she did worried about you for something, a lot of thing now that it come for you to think about, maybe you're not really THAT good on your own. And that thought make you worried again, you will have to live at a "school", if that's what it can be called, full of potiential and professional murderers not long after, how can you survive for a full year again.

The fridge have nothing really ready to eat, bottles of pickles, fruits, vegetables and various snacks is all your can find, so you decide to just make a simple sandwich with the leftover ham from last night. But again before you can put the wrapped sandwich in your backpack, your mom give you a small lunch box with an apple inside.
"Mom, this lunchbox is from my 4th grade"
"Do you rather to have a squished, flattended, messy sandwich?"
Knowing you can't argue with her, you reluctantly put your sandwich in the bright pink lunchbox, you gagged at the thought someone saw you using that childish thing, at least where you used won't having anyone you know, or at least you hoped so. Jezz, you just leave for a 7 hours top and she act like you're going to move away.
"Good, now be careful, if anything happen find a payphone and call me or your dad, you remember our office numbers and phone numbers right?"
"Mom! I'm 18!"
"18 or not, you're still my child, now go, your dad will give you a ride to the bus station on his way to work"

You stay silent when your dad driving, you know if trying to talk he either will pull a fart joke or talk about you going to Medical school, which you actually got refused. Looking at the houses and trees rolling past you while leaning on the window calm your insides a bit. Thankfully he's not in a talkative mood today, much to your delight, you signed in relieve as the bus stop appeared from far.

"Take care, and try to be back before dinner alright? Your mom won't be happy if you come home late"
"Before dinner" is more like a suggestive term, since your parents usually come home pretty late, ranged from 9 to 11PM and having dinner at that time, you wouldn't really worried about going home "late" then. You waved to your dad as he drove away and walked into the ticket booth.

"Good morning, may I help you?"
"Um, I was looking for the bus route from here to Teufort, New Mexico, um..Badlands region"
Just as your dad predicted, there is indeed the bus route going all the way here to Teufort. You quickly paid for the ticket and waited for the bus to arrived, after half an hour you finally managed to get in the big vehicle, since it's pretty early there are quite a lot vaccant spots to choose from, so you sit near the end next to a window. The bus starting to roll and the quiet air make you feel sleepy, plus the fact you did wake up very early that day, and before you know it, you already fall sleep with your head against the window. You don't know how long you have fallen asleep on the bus, but then you would smell a very strange smell that you sure you didn't sensed it before when stepping on the bus.

The distict smell of disinfectant, the kind that you remember smelling in hospitals, and some other strange smell that you couldn't have known in your sleep. Maybe it was all a dream... wait, is that a coo-ing sound you heard along with the sound of the bus on the road? And then you feel like something poke your hair.

"Archimedes, nein"