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“This is the worst idea you’ve ever had, and you once thought jumping off your own roof into a pool was smart’
“Ok, uncalled for, and I landed in the pool you dimwit.” replied Alena, her arms crossed over her chest. “Besides, who doesn't want to go to Disneyland?”
“me” answered Kevin, his expression blank, as if he hadn’t been given exciting news only moments prior.
“Nooooo, you just don’t want to go cause you’d have to room with Stefan ” chided Alena, that devilish, and honestly ridiculous smirk etched onto her lips, “can’t you two get along for what? A week or two at most?”
“I think I'd rather drown”
“That can be arranged”
I groaned internally, dreading the fact that I could argue for hours, make every perfect point and somehow Alena would have me there, in the car on some stupid who knows how many hours road trip to Disneyland of all places. At least Universal Studios would’ve been more fun.
“c’mon Kev, it’ll be fun, I promise, and if it isn’t, I'll let you throw him off the teacup ride”
“Now that I'd enjoy”
Ugh, Disneyland it is. This is gonna be the worst time of my life.
Correction, this is the worst time of my life, I should’ve just driven down by myself, instead of sitting in the back of Pryanka’s car, squished between Simon and the harbinger of my suffering (Stefan). and you mean I have to be like this another- what, 4 hours? Is it too late to throw myself out of the car?
“You three good back there?” Said Pryanka, her smile present even in her tone.
No Pryanka, I think I'd rather swallow a piranha than stay back here any longer.
“Yeah, yeah, we’re good, but could you turn up the AC?”
“Turn it up? Are you trying to freeze to death?” retorted Stefan, his tone ear grating and snarky. But honestly, everything he says to me sounds stupid, like him.
“Not my fault you’re basically a snow angel all the time, I'm dying of heat back here” I replied.
He actually did remind me of a snow angel, plain and boring, and you want to hit it with your car when you see it on the sidewalk. But sadly, I'm not the one driving, and he’s in the car with me rather than stuck to the tires.
I saw Alena’s eye roll in the rearview mirror, and I could almost hear her voice in my ear, telling me to ‘play nice’. Not my fault Stefan just isn’t a person I want to be nice to, the most she’s getting is civil, take it or leave it.
“Soooo, how far are we? Cause I don’t really wanna spend another hour listening to Alena playing music.” Said Simon, leaning forward to try and change the song, only to have his hand whacked away by Alena.
“I've got the best music taste here and you know it.” she retorted.
“I don’t think sad white girl music really counts as ‘elite music taste’.”
“Do you want to walk all the way to Disneyland, Simon?”
“Nope.”
“Then shut up, or have you never done that before?”
Ok, so Alena’s definitely sick of driving, or just hungry, probably both. I watched from the backseat as she pulled into a motel parking lot, turning the engine off and letting us fall into silence. The place looked kind of dingey, like we’d walk in and become part of some b-grade horror movie.
I didn’t pay attention during check in, and that became the worst decision I've made in the last 24 hours. Simon was rooming with Alena and Pryanka, and where did i get stuck? With the guy who looked like a tree with overgrown limbs, .
What was worse?
“Huh, guess there’s only one bed, huh Kevin?”
Oh god, can’t that stupid cartoon mouse just kill me now?