Chapter 5 (Written by Flash2002)
“Man, that was an interesting way to spend the morning, Nicholas.”
“No, I really wish we didn’t have to waste our time here but it’s all over and done. I was so stupid, falling for that scumbag, even for half a second.”
“Well, I see it this way. It’s over with! Now, let me get into my captain’s seat and take off for our next location, which you said was my choice. Oh, by the way, my turn on the tunes. I’m trying to decide on Imagine Dragons or Panic at the Disco, maybe, or just go all pop like Bruno Mars, my ultimate iconic singer, with a little Lady Gaga and Katy Perry thrown in. Get in and buckle up. We’re on our way, Nicholas!”
So, as they headed out on the highway, tunes blaring, cars passing by, Nicholas couldn’t help but sit back and wonder why he felt so alone and that nobody wanted him. Yes, he fooled around with a few of his friends a bit over the years, even Griff a lot, but the encounter on the beach really got to Nicholas. “Am I just not good enough? Am I ugly? Do I not deserve anyone? Maybe I’m meant to be alone always,” were some of the thoughts running through Nicholas’ head at the moment.
“Hey! Earth to Nicholas!” Griffin yelled.
“What? Damn, you don’t have to yell at me, Griff.”
“Well, I’ve been trying to talk to you, and you’ve got your head so far up your butt you can’t answer me back.”
“Sorrrry! I’m ok. What do you want, anyway?”
“I was just telling you where I was taking us. We are heading to Jockey’s Ridge State Park at Kitty Hawk so you and I can do some hang gliding together. We’ll have a righteous time, dude! We’ll feel totally free, floating through the air, looking at all the amazing sites below our feet! How does that sound, dude?”
“Whatever you think, Griff,” Nicholas mumbled.
Griffin saw a service station ahead. He was getting a little concerned about Nicholas and wanted a drink, anyway, so pulled in.
“Look, Nicholas. We’re going in here to get snacks, so get your ass in gear. First, though, tell me what’s on your mind because this is supposed to be fun trip.”
“Ok, you’re right. Sorry, I got distracted in my own self-pity. Let’s get something to snack on,” Nicholas dodged Griffin’s probe.
As they entered the truck stop, they ran into a nice family from Florida. The youngest boy struck up a conversation.
“Hi, there! My name is Gustavo and I’m ten and we’re headed to the state park to camp. Is that where you’re going?”
“Why, yes. That is where we’re going,” Nicholas said.
“Awesome! I think it’ll be so much fun there! I hope we will see you there,” Gustavo enthusiastically replied.
Sodas and energy drinks, chips, cookies, donuts, all the typical junk food, of course, was collected and paid for.
“Hey, Griff, do you think I’m good enough to find somebody one day, to be with me forever?”
“Um, I don’t know, dork. You’ve got a lot of complexities, but you know I love you, moron!” Griff answered with a nervous laugh. “Let’s get going.”
They pulled out onto the highway and drove another hour or so, arriving at the campground mid-afternoon.