Chapter 17.2: The High and the Wasted

AUGUST

The drive towards Marlon’s house was surprisingly not that long. I almost thought we just turned around two blocks. It looked like it, but the drive took about twenty minutes even when it’s already late and there aren’t many cars on the road. This was probably one of the good things about living in a normal town like Mary Heights. The streets and the roads aren’t that much crowded as early as eight in the evening.

I was growing a little bit nervous about Rachel sitting right in front of the steering wheel. She was evidently drunk, we’re all evidently drunk and no one’s quite that sober to take over the driving job. I don’t even know how to drive myself which was a total disappointment considering the fact that driving’s becoming more of a skill requirement. I kept my eyes on both Rachel’s hand and on the road making it sure that we don’t crash a