Taylor+I


 * No title, first draft, so feel free to rip it to pieces**.

I guess you could say the say started off as normal. Wake up, brush teeth, school, Ryan’s house and whatnot. That sounds about accurate. Little did I know, this was about to be the stupidest night of my life. Anyway, lets get started. “Ok guys, here’s the plan, everyone just get on my bus after school, and we’ll go to Ryan’s house when he’s done with his workouts.” My then boyfriend, Mike, always planned things out, and usually always got overly excited. So we nodded our heads in agreement, and headed to our first block class. Throughout the day, my friends and I would see each other in the halls, smiling at what we knew was to come. Nothing special, just the usual spring bonfires we had at least every weekend. With our close friends, our family. Of course there were the brothers and sisters; Myself, Mike, Steve, Ryan, Ben and Danielle. But the we had a mama bear, Viki. We had only met her a couple months before, but it only took a few days to become the best of friends. Yes some might of found it out that seven15 year old kids could befriend a 21 year old “woman”, but she was just one of us. Until she moved, got a job, went to college, and got married. But we all know she’s still a kid at heart. Finally, the wretched bell rung a precisely 2:25 p.m. We said our goodbyes to our school friends. You know, the people you see in school everyday, and if someone you didn’t know was to see you together, they’d think you were the best of friends, but in reality, you don’t even see them on the weekends. Yeah, well we said good bye to them, checked in with our parents, and escorted ourselves onto Mike’s bus. I looked at ourselves, our friendship, as a gang. Nothing could really mess with us, people always seemed intimidated when we walked into a public place, and whenever one of us needed help, the others were always to the rescue. Sometimes we got ourselves in a little trouble, occasionally with the law, but we always stuck together. Once we were at Mike’s house, it was just a matter of time before we got to Ryan’s. We preoccupied ourselves with Guitar Hero, endless games of poker, and of course, there was always that one bum friend who stayed outside smoking his cigarettes. Time passed, as it tends to, and finally we got the call from Ryan. He was home, and we were on our way over. Once we got there, we called Viki to let her know that we were there, and since none of us could drive, She’d have to find her own way over. You’d think it be easy for her, but she couldn’t drive either due to a little spot on her criminal record causing her license to be taken away for the short while she was in New jersey. Her court date was set for August 6th in Louisiana, because despite her family she had with us, that was her hometown. It was already mid June, so we had little time to spend with her before she left. My mind those pretty much ran like a clock, and I never had time to lose. I had to be with my friends, as much as I possibly could, living life in every way possible. And I was determined to take in all the “Viki time” I needed before her departure. The bonfire went as usual, mostly innocent fun. Those we the days we lived for, and they were the happiest days of my life. They were always great until the first person had to leave, because then we knew we’d all have to go home, and the night would end. I was usually that first person. But not that night. “Hey mom, it’s me, listen do you think I could stay longer then 11, because Ryan’s parents said it was ok, and I’ll have a ride home later, so you wont have to pick me up,” I said into Mike’s phone, crossing my fingers in my mind. My mother is not strict, in fact she’s very liberal, but she’s just a tad crazy, which sometimes makes me doubt her. But, surprisingly, my curfew was changed from 11 to 12:30. Wow. I was shocked, but still glad because I knew that Ben was sleeping at Ryan’s, Viki was sleeping at the neighbors house, Steve was already on his way home, and I didn’t have to leave for a while. My friend Dev said he’d pick me up. So from then on it was just smooth sailing until 12:25. 12:25: “Hey I’m sorry but I can’t drive you home, there are too many people in my car.” Dev replied when I called him to ask when he’d be here. “Thanks for telling me that an hour ago! What the fuck am I gonna do now?!” Lets just say, some pretty colorful words came out of my mouth that night. “Babe, don’t worry my mom can drive you home,” Mike said reassuringly. “No, no way, fuck that, I’m not waking her up at 12:30 to drive me home, that’s ridiculous. Danielle, can your mom drive me?” I asked, praying she could. “Dude my mom barely wants to drive me home, I could ask but I doubt it.” More colorful words just happened to walk out of our mouths. Anyway, you know those crazy moments you have, when you know you have other options, but it seems like the only way you can get out of it is to do something totally ridiculous? Well, I was about to have one of those moments. You see, I could call my mom, but she’d be angry, and I couldn’t risk that. Mike’s mom could drive me home, but she was sleeping, and I tried my best to get my boyfriends parents to like me, so that was out of the question as well. Suddenly, I got a great idea. “Fuck it, I’ll walk.” I’m not exactly sure if it was me being dumb, or me being a teenager, but something possessed me into thinking if I walked, I’d be in a lot less trouble then if I had called my mom and asked her for a ride. I also thought, Hey, the 5 mile walk from Ryan’s to my house can possibly be that bad. I’ve probably never been so wrong in my life. At the time, when Viki said she’d walk with me, and Mike and Ryan said they’d walk half way, I thought that this was just going to be another one of our summer adventures. That it was going to be fun. And it was, up until about 1:00 in the morning, when my mother woke up, and realized I wasn’t home. I didn’t have a phone due to a little sneaking out incident I had gotten myself into a couple months before, so my boyfriends phone was mine whenever my mom had to reach me. How unfortunate then when my mom had to reach me, Mike and I had already said our goodbyes and he was sleeping, and the only phone that was given to me and Viki was Ryan’s, which was so broken, that you couldn’t receive calls, only texts. I thought it was best not to worry about it just yet. We still had a couple hours to go on the walk. “Taylor, I really really really have to pee. Lets stop.” I heard that about 5 times from Viki that night, and every time, I was willing to take a break. Anything to save me from getting my ass kicked from my mom. At one point it even got so hot that we decided to jump into random sprinklers we saw on a lawn. Bad idea, that took about 20 minutes to drag myself away from, which made my walk 20 minutes longer, and my punishment at least 20 times more painful. Oh well, I thought. I’ll get over it. As long as I got to spend more time with Viki before she left, I was satisfied with whatever punishment I got coming to me. 1 hour later. Its almost 2, and I already know my mother is flipping out. I’ve gotten a barrage of texts informing me, and all I could do was keep walking. Did I tell you that Viki gave up half way there? “Its ok, you go back to Ryan’s, I’ll text Mike and tell them to meet up with you. I’ll see you tomorrow. Love you.” I let her go. It was late and she was tired, at least she wasn’t in trouble. Sadly, she was leaving 3 days later, and I didn’t know that would be the last time I saw her. Finally, I’m on my road. Its about a 5 minute walk from Pizza Delizia to my house, and the adrenaline started pumping. Questions ran through my head nonstop. Should I lie? Should I blame it on Dev? What will my mom think when she sees me? I wonder if she fell asleep? Maybe she’ll understand, but what if she doesn’t? The questions distracted me and soon, I was at my front door. I turn the knob, open the door and step inside, It looks pretty safe so far. Then I walk into the kitchen, look at the time. Thats when i hear it: “Taylor Ann, get you ass in here right now!” My time of death;2:19 a.m.