Time: 4:16 P.M. Location: A couple hours away from Minneapolis
Tyler gets out of the car. His mother and father are dropping him, three of his friends and his two older brothers off at leech lake for a weekend long camping trip. His mother and father just want to get away from the terribly behaved teenagers just so that they can spend a bit of normal time together without constant nagging and fighting. "Now honey, make sure to keep clean." His mother tells him. he clearly won't. He hasn't brushed his teeth for 4 days now, and he hasn't used deodorant for two weeks. Everyone is getting tired of the smell but him. "I will mom." he replies rudely and fast. "Don't use that tone with me young man." His mother says firmly. "Yes mom." he says, in a monotone voice.The car goes around the bend and stops at a campsite, where the mother is trusting her two older sons, that are both almost 18, with the four boys. They stop, unload the ice chest, tents, sleeping bags and bags of clothes, and then the couple are off for a romantic holiday weekend.
As soon as the parents were gone, the two older boys took the ice chest, tho sleeping bags, their clothes and they are off across the camp, leaving the younger boys to themselves. "Can we come with you?" asks Tyler. "Hell no" replies Dale. The 4 boys take their things down to a gulch like are and set up camp. They sit in a circleish square and contemplate. Then, Tyler asks his companions, "Have you guys ever seen boobs before?"
Taylor emerged from his extremely cramped position in the back of the van, and immediately began to stretch while making loud and obnoxious noises at the feeling of his muscles finally stretching out again. His own locker had more space than the back of that minivan...not that he'd know that or anything like that. As one would think, the parents took off and the older boys ran off to probably go screw around in the woods. Typical sheeples. If they only knew they were just omniscient cogs in a giant machine known as the US government.
Taylor was about ready to set off into the woods himself for his NSA free-weekend, when the topic of boobs came up. When the question first came up, Taylor didn't know what to say. Technically yes, though it wasn't a situation he cared to explain. "Y...n....mmmmm....No?" Taylor replied suspiciously. "Maybe I have, maybe I haven't." He said, verbally dodging the question. If you don't answer the question they won't know if you're lying!
Lazzie contemplated the question deeply. Or well, maybe not so deeply. Or at all, he'd fallen asleep. Which means he has to be woken up with a hit to the shoulder.
Snorting awake with a "mwhuh?" Lazzie looks around, confused before finally registering the question. Sitting up, he begins to ramble at length. "Alright, so, once I was at a concert, and this band, Aquaria or something I think it was, excellent tunage but the singer was-" He shook his head, splaying out his altogether too long hair. "Anyway, right, so this dudette got soaked by the downpour- it was raining yeah- and the rain- see, it soaked right through her white top? So I told her, yeah and gave her my jacket to cover up. Totally forgot about it though, so three months later I'm down in Des Moines and I run into her, again, she gives me it back and I still have that jacket." He nods, repeatedly. "Right at home. Life's beautiful like that."
Why am I here? How did I get here? I literally don't know. As we get out of the car and Tyler's parents say goodbye-though I'm pretty sure no one heard-I get my bag and belongings. We then move-oh. No, wait. The older dudes left. Great. Whatever, we move on anyways. When we sit down I think about if I should say anything, it's all so awkward. Before I get the chance Tyler asks if I've ever seen boobs. Do my own count? I mean, can I even count my chest as boobs? Hmm... I decide to not say anything as Taylor and Lazzie answer the question. So awkward.
Time: About 5:26 P.M., the sun is setting Location: Leech Lake Gulch
Tyler forgot that he had invited Kate on the trip. "What a drag", he thought to himself. Of course, he was the only one that had not commented on the breast question yet. "Alright guys, so I was at a water park, and this lady was going down a water slide, and her top slipped up, and I got a full view of her boobs for like, a minute!
Suddenly, Dale, Tyler's older brother, bursts out of the bushes. "By the way, the lady going down the slide was elderly and a bit chubby. Here's your guy's food rations for the night." Says Dale, before running off into the bushes again. Dale had left them four pieces of bread, one soda, and a pack of beef jerky. Tyler handed the food too the others and took the soda, and chugged it. "What? I need this stuff to grow strong." He told the others, although cola isn't a good muscle builder. "Oh yeah, and Dale was wrong, she looked like she was, about 30." In reality, the woman was a sixty year old there with her grand children on vacation. "Anyways, I'm going to bed." Tyler crawled into the tent the three boys were sharing, sprayed himself with Axe body spray, put his Ipod headphones in, which were playing Eminem, and fell asleep.
"Ohhh...." Taylor awkwardly replied to the strange turn of events unfolding in front of him. Truth be told he felt sorry slightly for Kate considering how awkward this probably was for her. However, he wasn't going to let that go because real bad boys don't have feelings or emotions.
"Wait, why are you going to bed loser?! It's not even close to 10 at night. And why are you using my axe man!"
With that said Taylor turned to the rest of the group.
"How lame. We should either explore the woods or float his air matress on the lake."
Tyler goes to bed after Dean-or Dale or whatever his name is-comes and gives us stuff. I grab a piece of bread and eat it, because I'm a vegetarian. So. What should I say to Taylor's question? I kind of want to get situate in my tent, but I also don't want to end up in the middle of the lake. What should I do? The forest is freaking scary at night! But so would waking up in the middle of a lake be. How can I be sure they would do that, though? Can I just stay here and not have my bed in the lake in the morning? Why did I think they'd do that? GAH. I don't know what to do. So, instead I sigh and wait for someone else to do something. Like freaking always. Maybe I should do something about that... Maybe.... Someday....