"I'm not able to go, actually." (Sissy Path)

"Oh, you absolute loser!" Ben complains. "What's wrong with you?"

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry! I just have plans!"

"What plans?" Daniel asks.

You've been well aware this has been a question they were going to ask, so by now, you have a lie thought up, with the evidence to back it up if you need it, for whatever reason.

"My family's flying down, actually. I hate school dances, so we're going to go out to one of the cabins we used to rent at the woods for a little reunion, given I don't plan on going home to them for the summer."

You've never actually lived anywhere near here, nor ever come here on holidays, but what use is the truth at a time like this?

"Ah, I understand," Lukas shrugs. "I almost wasn't going to go myself. There's this super cool girl I have a bit of a crush on, but I haven't seen her about and don't know her phone number, so I wasn't able to invite her, and Saoirse's being a total bitch about it."

"Saoirse always is a total bitch about everything," Daniel says, staring at the ground, a blush of embarrassment hitting his face.

"Hey Jack, watch out!" Ben shouts.

You turn, seeing a red blur flying towards you. Unfortunately, it's nowhere close to your head, and is instead flying well above it. You hop on your foot, jumping up towards it in a flimsy attempt to grasp it, but unfortunately, even in the air, it's well above you. You drop back to the ground again, watching the frisbee flying off into the trees, where it smacks into a branch and is left wedged somewhere in-between the leaves.

"Ah damn," Daniel says. "That was our only frisbee."

All three of you turn to look at Ben, annoyance clear in the looks you give him.

"What?" Ben asks, his voice filled with faux-innocence. "That wasn't my fault! The wind caught it!"

Daniel frowns, holding up a finger.

"There's like, zero wind today!"

"Nah, it's like riptides," Ben says. "You can't see it, but there's basically little hurricanes around the place. That's just how wind works."

Daniel opens his mouth to argue, but closes it, realizing the futility of it all.

"Let's just go get drunk and watch the cheerleading practice," Lukas shrugs. "Not much else to do around here since classes are over."