Crossing the Road.

Three heads poked out of the bushes one after another, and watched the road that lay before them. Fortunately, it seemed empty at the moment, but it was impossible to see the college it lead to from their current location. Amber stood up first, covering herself with her hands, and the two boys followed behind her. The feeling of bare feet on the cement forced the three to walk carefully to end that they stepped on nothing sharp.

Jake groaned. "This is taking too long," he whispered, "there's got to be a shortcut."

Rex nudged him in the side. "Do you see anything?"

The woods ended at the beach, and the road was a fairly open field from there, only one building up ahead obscuring their view of the college. There was nowhere to hide.

Jake begrudgingly placed his hands back over his crotch, resigning himself to his fate. "Fine," he grumbled, "but if a car pulls up I'm running."

"Focus up," Amber snapped, "the college is just up ahead."