*Two days later*

Today is the day Jonathon and Alexander get out of the hospital.

Once Clarissa forcefully pulled me out of my *ahem* slump two days ago, I've been thinking. I soon realized that if anything, the Max incident taught me that you only live once.

And when was the last time my siblings, Clarissa, and I had some real fun?

Yes, we cause mischief that certainly entertains us, but does it qualify as fun?

Once Clarissa had calmed me down, we have been having a girls-sleepover-and-stay-at-my-house-for-two-days thing going on.

"Hmm… WE COULD GO BUNGIE JUMPING."

We have also been brainstorming how to have some fun, with our spring break coming up in a week or so.

"NO."

Clarissa was just in a state of denial. I need to change that.

"What about a road trip?"

"Maybe,"

I started to get excited; this was it!

"If there is no hitchhiking involved, of course."

"Never mind," I said kind of bummed. She just rolled her eyes. "Hey, when are your parents coming back?" Clarissa asked.

"…Don't know, don't care."

I've pretty much given up on the prospect of them coming home within the next couple of months after what they did.

Clarissa frowned. "Look I know they aren't as close with their children as they should be, but they are still your parents."

"They flew in like three days before our birthday, were at work like 97 percent of the time, and left the day before Max's—"

"Okay, okay I get it."

"Look. I've officially come to the conclusion that they just don't care, alright? Let's just stop talking about this."

There was a slightly awkward pause before I caught a glimpse of Clarissa smiling softly.

"You got a big car for your birthday, right?"

"Yeah," I said, slightly confused.

"So… road trip?"

My now excited, high pitched squeals fills the room.

Jonathon and Alexander burst through the doorway laughing their asses off. Guess I'm not the only one that only one that feels bad on that one day.

"What's so funny?" Clarissa asks.

Jonathon looks like a deer in headlights as he looks at her before he doubles over, laughing again. "You don't wanna know."

Duck

I've gotta get straight to the point.

"We're all going on a road trip this spring break."

"What." The boys say in unison.

"Think about it. We're seniors. High school's about to end for us. There. I said what we've all been afraid to say. High school is about to end and we are all going to different colleges, and it might be years before we are all together again."

Now sober from his laughter, Jonathon says in a small voice, "You know that isn't true, Isabelle."

"Yes I do, and so do all of you."

"I'm in." Alexander says, so quiet, he has to repeat himself. "I'm in. She's right. About everything. If we do this, this could probably be one of our last adventures. Ever. We should make our last memories of high school memorable."

Everyone seems to take it all in for a minute or two.

"Well if he's in, I'm in." Jonathon says.

Then Clarissa speaks up. "As long as there are no felonies involved, I'm already in, so…"