The bad girl and the dork
By alpacapoo
I'm Jill and these are five random facts about me 1. A day spent with Nutella is a day well spent. 2. My best... More
I'm Jill and these are five random facts about me 1. A day spent with Nutella is a day well spent. 2. My best... More
"Definitely Spice Girls!" I said with much enthusiasm.
"What if we just listen to relaxing elevator music the entire time. The same tune over and over and then we can take a bet! I think Snake will be the first one to go insane," Code answered.
"That would be fun... but... no. Just no. I need to sing! Hey, the bet can still be on! You know how Snake hated me singing in his ears last year," I told my friend.
"Jill, everybody hated your vocal failure," Code deadpanned.
"Please, you've been looking forward to it all year," I smirked.
We were making a playlist for our annual road trip. It had started after high school as a way to get the gang together for a few days. We'd drive through the country, everyone taking their turns. Obviously, we needed an amazing playlist to get us in the mood.
Gwen was always the one planning everything since she was the most organised out of all of us. Sometimes Snake helped but he usually gave up when things got too stressy. The truth is, Gwen would go into plan-mode and that would scare Snake. But he calls it 'stress'.
"No. I really haven't. It took me days to get over that trauma," Code explained. Yeah right.
"I can't believe it's almost time! Road trip time is definitely my favorite time of the year," I said enthusiastically while still managing to keep my cool. Because I'm a cool person. So cool.
"Ironically the week when you don't see Chase is your favorite week of the year. Food for thought," Code teased.
"Mm, food. Let's see if there are still some snacks left in the kitchen," I said while standing up.
We were never gonna finish this playlist and it wouldn't surprise me if Code actually added some stupid monotonous elevator music. It would be funny the first two minutes.
"Where do you think we're going? It's in two weeks and Gwen still hasn't sent us the details," I pondered. She usually planned this months in advance.
"She's probably thinking too much with her dick," Code answered while grabbing some chips from the bag I'd opened. I'd opened it for me, not him. But he was forgiven.
This was strike one, though.
"Wait, are you calling Brad a dick or do you just mean her imaginary dick?" I asked.
"Or am I talking about a dildo? My statement was deep. Layered. I have layers," Code said. He reminded me of a stoned Snake.
"Yes, you're layered. Like an onion. Or Shrek," I deadpanned.
"A Shronion," Code whispered as if he was having his first lucid thought in months.
"Code, you...- I'm not even gonna react to that," I snorted.
"I understand. All has been said," the wise ass told me. "Lets play some games. I'll finish the playlist later this week," Code uttered.
He didn't finish it. In fact, the entire week we had to listen to a rotation of fifty different songs. We actually went nuts. And yes, Snake was the first one to lose it.
The day before the road trip, Chase made sure I'd miss him. I'd sure be thinking about him since it kinda hurt to sit down. Lucky me, I'd be doing a lot of sitting. I swear, he did that on purpose. The road trip was not a bad thing for our relationship. Actually, I think we needed to be a week apart once a year. It gives us space to do our own thing and things are always nice when you see each other again. It helps to not take each other for granted.
"Have fun. But not too much," Chase joked as he gave me a final hug.
"I will definitely keep the amount of fun in check," I told him. Soon after, the car horn went off and that was the sign that Gwen had arrived.
We always borrowed her dad's minivan. It had enough room to store all kinds of food and our suitcases without feeling like we were sitting on each other's lap.
"ROAD TRIP!" Gwen shouted as I opened the car door.
"TRIPPIN THE ROAD!" I shouted back. Gwen had a weird look on her face. I mimicked her expression. It was weird. We decided to ignore what I'd just yelled.
An hour later, everyone was seated in the car, ready for an adventure.
"So... where are we going?" Jake asked. I'd been dying to know.
"Well... you see..." Gwen answered.
"Oh God," Jake muttered quietly.
"I wanted to do something fun this year so-"
"OH GOD," Jake facepalmed so intensively I almost worried about him.
"Shut up, Jake!" Gwen pouted. "Anway, I wanted to visit cities that had something to do with our names but that was harder than I thought it would be. So, I put glue all over a map and threw some paper at it. Aaand... that's where we're going," Gwen explained.
"That's something Code would do," I snorted.
"OH. MY. FUCKING. GOD," Jake said as if he knew what was gonna happen. Maybe he did know. Didn't matter though, it was pretty clear what he thought.
"I KNOW RIGHT, it's amazing!" Gwen laughed nervously.
"You're so lucky you're driving right now," Jake sighed.
"Hey, it could be fun. I mean, it's us. We're awesome. We don't need cool cities," I tried to assure my friends. In reality, I was kinda concerned too. I mean, we'd probably end up in some stupid town filled with people possessed by demons. And then we'd die.
That was the most realistic conclusion I could come up with.
"We're gonna die!" Snake shouted with an amused spark in his eyes.
As if he'd been reading my thoughts. Freaky. Very freaky.
"Adventuuuure," Code said slowly.
"Look, if you all say we didn't have fun after this week, I will.... I will..." Gwen got lost in her thoughts.
"No no no. We're gonna decide what you'll do," Jake smirked.
Poor Gwen. We hadn't even left town yet and she already had a shit ton of criticism thrown at her. I was convinced we'd have a great time. I mean, we could have fun in junkie park and that's probably the most crappy place in the world.
"Things will be fine. We have booze," Snake said calmly.
"We have booze," Code nodded.
The first town we went to consisted of a church and a grocery store. That was about it. It was actually amusing how much fun we made of that poor town. The people definitely weren't possessed. We survived.
"For fuck's sake Code. For fuck's sake!" Snake yelled as we got back on the road.
As I mentioned, Snake was the first one to go insane. Hearing fifty songs over and over again was kinda annoying. Especially because I sang along with them every time.
"I made a mistake," Code deadpanned, probably referring to me always singing along.
I didn't care.
"Ooh, pretty lights. I like this town," I told the rest of the group. We'd never been there and never even heard of the name before. But it was dark and all kinds of lights were welcoming us.
"Christmas town?" Code asked.
"Calm your tits, Jack Skellington. It's summer," Gwen poked him with her elbow.
"Maybe people are doing something here," Snake badly explained. We all knew what he meant though. After many years, you start to learn to understand his language.
"He's right, look at that sign over there!" Jake said enthusiastically. Apparently there was some kind of festival a few miles ahead. Obviously I ignored google maps and went in that direction.
"What if it's a nudist festival?" Code asked.
"Why? Why would you even think something like that?" I asked. I suddenly realised how many times I've said that sentence to Code.
"Shronion," Code shrugged.
Layers. Right.
When we arrived at the festival, it was a sight to see. It was filled with hippies. Woodstock would've been jealous. People were all tripping on shrooms. Some of them were actually naked. The music was all psychedelic.
We were definitely too sober for that shit.
"Did you seee the pretty lights?" some dude asked us but didn't stick around to find out the answer.
"I think we found Code's people," Gwen said.
"Sober Code is the same as a person high on shrooms? I totally understand," Snake answered. We all did. Even Code was nodding along.
An hour later, I'd lost most of my friends. We had the tendency to always split up for some weird reason. Snake was hanging around with me. We were both drinking something that had a neon pink color. It was probably poison or drugs but it tasted sweet. So I drank it.
"What if this is something trippy too? We might be stuck here forever. We can't drive like this," Snake told me.
"Dude, not all of us are gonna drink... ah, yes. I see what you mean," I laughed. Everybody was probably drinking something.
"The music isn't that bad anymore. Man, I must be baked as fuck," Snake giggled.
"Or you're just enjoying anything that's not part of our road trip playlist," I snorted.
"I swear to God, I'm this close to killing Code," Snake said while spilling most of his weird neon colored drink.
The more we drank, the more fun this festival got. We were convinced something was in that drink that made us high as a fucking kite. The colors were so vibrant, the conversations with people were interesting and the music was kinda relaxing after a while. We swayed along with the beats.
"W-we should probably get back to the car," I yelled to Snake. It was the only way he could hear me since the music was pretty loud.
"No, man! I'm scared. We're high, Jill, they'll judge us," Snake said while hugging himself. "I feel naked and vulnerable," the bear of a guy said which made me laugh. That caused him to giggle and so began the vicious cycle.
"But seriously though," I said with a goofy smile. "Car."
We made our way through the crowd and when we finally got back to the car, we noticed the rest of the gang was already waiting for us.
"Shh, act normal," Snake whispered but we were already so close that the rest had heard it too.
"Snake! Please. Okay?" I answered.
"You guys seem... odd," Jake said with an amused glint in his eyes. It was pretty clear that the rest of my friends were still pretty sober.
"The neon drinks man! They totally raped our brains," Snake uttered.
"Dude... there wasn't even alcohol in those drinks. It was just some sugary fucked up drink with a bright color," Jake rolled his eyes.
"But..."
"No, it was just an energy drink. Gwen asked," Jake clarified.
Suddenly, the feeling of being high washed away until I realised I wasn't high at all. I felt energized but the placebo effect had worn off the moment Jake told us there was nothing in those drinks. I was quite embarrassed but when I saw Snake's expression, I knew he felt the same way. For some reason that made me feel a lot better.
We'd been uttering bullshit to each other all night. Sober. We were so stupid. It only took two seconds of eye contact with Snake to know he was thinking the same thing and we burst out in laughter.
"Maybe someone did spike their drinks," I heard Gwen mumble to Jake.
Nope, we were sober as fuck.
We left a few minutes later and I guess that was probably the most eventful thing that happened during our road trip. Other than Code ending up in jail.
We had a lot of laughs and weird conversations with people because we talked in accents, pretending to be tourists. We had lots of drinks and I sang until my voice felt raw.
Oh, you wanna know about Code in jail? Well, it was just Code being Code.
Apparently the town we ended up in was pretty conservative. We were at a grocery store and Code started telling about a documentary he saw about making explosives with a few items you could find in stores and how cool that was. We didn't know why he decided to tell all that crap and we tried to pull him away from the conversation multiple times. I mean, we all saw the panic in the poor man's eyes.
It turns out, he had hit the panic button and a few minutes later, the cops showed up and arrested Code.
He'd told us later that they frisked him and questioned him for an hour. They wanted to know what he was doing in town and it wouldn't surprise me if he was actually banned from that town. Code said he offered the cops a piece of chocolate but they were too afraid to take it. Code is totally somewhere on a terrorist list.
Served him right for being weird.
Gwen actually saved the day by showing up at the police station. She said her brother was a little slow and ended up in a grocery store. She acted like she was so worried and eventually they let Code go.
They advised Gwen to take good care of her brother and not to lose sight of him.
"You fucking fuckwad!" Gwen slapped the back of Code's head the moment they got back to the car.
"Next time, we're leaving you there," she ranted.
"You were a pretty good actress, though," Code grinned.
"Why thank you," Gwen laughed.
"DON'T STOP ME NOOOOW," I was singing half an hour later. We were on our way back home. The week had gone by way too fast. Next week, we'd all get together to talk about the trip. As if living with each other an entire week wasn't enough.
"I swear, I am gonna stop her," Snake said through gritted teeth.
"I'M HAVING SUCH A GOOD TIME," I continued.
Eventually they put some chips in my face hole so I'd stop singing. It worked. For a while.
We were all pretty bummed when we arrived back. Even though this trip was pretty weird and fucked up, we still had so much fun. Gwen was off the hook. I think she even sighed in relief when she dropped Jake off and he didn't say anything about a punishment.
"So, how was it? Any big adventures?" Chase asked me after a big hug and kiss.
"Nah, it was pretty normal for us," I shrugged.
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It's my four year anniversary on 카지노후기 so I figured I'd write a bonus chapter here because it's the first 온라인카지노게임 I've ever finished on here. Thanks for everything and happy holidays guys!