An unfortunately familiar group pulls in...

Just as you finish looking around, an SUV pulls in. A potential ride…!

You stand up quickly, grabbing your purse, and conceal yourself behind one of the gas-pumps as you watch them pull up to the next set of pumps across the way. You take care to make sure your new proportions are behind cover as you peek out.

The SUV was fancy, new, and big enough to question the size of the owner’s ego and probably penis as well. Solid white and spotless, it comes to a stop and your mouth hangs open as the passengers get out:

It was Max, Steve, and Jon…! Your best friend, your worst enemy, and his best friend, all together…

“Holy shit…” you mutter under your breath.

You mentally reel at the sight: This is one of the worst combinations that could have possibly drove up. If you’re discovered… you could barely process it! It would be the worst of every possibility you had just considered and then some! Your situation: discovered. The respect of your friend: lost. And where would you run if they found out!?

Your breath quickens, but you strain to quiet yourself as they start talking.

“Man, why didn’t you fill up when we left practice today, huh?” Jon started yelling as he slammed the passenger door shut.

“Hey! We’ll get there on time, alright!?. We got the whole night, ten minutes won’t kill ya. Go… get a drink or something!”

You couldn’t see Steve, but you heard him yelling from the opposite side near the pump.

“Yeah, yeah, it’ll take ten minutes to fill that damn thing up anyway…” Jon retorts.

Max stayed silent, obviously not wanting to get involved. But… why was he with them anyway? You thought he shared the same kind of disdain for Steve as you did. Was this… a regular thing? How long has he been friends with them to just go on rides with them and doing stuff together?

An all-too familiar feeling that has plagued you throughout High School starts to solidify in your chest as you worry over this possible betrayal. It was… different somehow, though similar to how you felt when your last girlfriend cheated on you…

No time to focus on things like that now however, as from behind your hiding spot, you now start to hear footsteps approaching.

“Uum…. uuh…!” You start to panic. You’re pretty sure it’s Jon and Max but what do you do? Where do you go!?

(Author's Note: It slipped my mind earlier, but I'd like to credit MissNix with the creation of Jon, Steve, and Max as well. The idea of showing different angles/possibilities of Blake's story was too interesting to pass up.)