THIRTY-FOUR A

Tom's hands gripped the steering wheel tightly as Tate walked up to the car with Lacey beside him. Tate opened the back door for Lacey and shut it before going to the passenger's side. It took all control for Tom not to make eye contact with her. Tate introduced her to Misty who was sitting at the back with her and introduced her to Tom who waved a little and kept his hands on the wheel. His action making things look a little awkward. Misty sat directly behind Tom and Lacey sat behind Tate. As their two hour drive to Tate's father's cabin began, Tom couldn't help wondering if he would get to talk to Lacey at all.

"Lacey right?" Misty asked, Lacey nodded. "You're so quiet." She assessed her. Lacey had on grey palazzo trousers. "So you wear gypsy skirts at school and stuff like this at home." Lacey nodded with a smile. "My mom wouldn't let me be caught passed out in any kind of gypsy skirt. But it's cool that you get to wear stuff like this. The skirt thing is cool too. I don