Week away in Southern Florida

The mid semester break was great timing for Mark who was **** to get away for a week.

Daniel had been gracious enough to offer up his house for that week with his parents on vacation. It meant they had the entire place for the week. Having been there already, a year and a half ago, Mark knew his parents were loaded. Their house was like a mini mansion, the whole street looked the same. Expensive houses, expensive cars, almost identical to one another.

“Just put your bag in the back seat, I’ve got some of my stuff in the trunk,” he told him as they walked to his car.

Daniel pressed the unlock button on his key remote but was surprised when it didn’t open.

“Fuck,” he muttered, “Hope I didn’t leave it unlocked all night.”

Jumping in Daniel’s Hilux, Mark rubbed his eyes in the passenger seat, still tired.

“It’s only like an hour away, why did we have to get up so early,” he asked his best friend.

Daniel put his foot on the pedal as they drove out of campus grounds, “My parents are leaving this morning, I would like to at least catch them before they left.”

In response, Mark just yawned loudly as he settled back, closing his eyes. It was only an hour trip but he thought that it might be worth a quick nap.

***

45 minutes later…

The roads on Monday morning were fairly quiet, meaning the boys were ahead of schedule in getting home in time.

Mark was asleep for the first half of the ride but eventually woke up after Daniel hit a bump in the road.

“Far out, what was that?” he asked him, rubbing his eyes.

“Just a pothole in the road,” Daniel replied.

Still rubbing the sleep out of his eyes, Mark didn’t react at first as something in the car behind them began to move from the back of the car.

“What the fuck,” a voice said from the back of the car, making Daniel almost swerve off the road.

Daniel did his best to keep the car on track as Mark looked behind him, in shock to see Macca in the trunk of the car, half asleep, looking forwards.

“Macca?!?!” Mark exclaimed, turning around to see the Aussie in the back.

“What the hell is he doing in there?!” Daniel yelled before turning his head to ask him again, “How did you get in my car????”

Macca shrugged, still in his clothes from the night before, “No bloody idea…”

He yawned obnoxiously loud, “Ohhh man, those pills were whack.”

The details were blurry and Macca sure didn’t seem to know what had happened last night but it appeared that he had been on a few different pills and was blind out of his mind that he found himself passing out asleep in an unlocked car which happened to be Daniel’s.

“I can’t believe we didn’t check the trunk before we left,” Mark said to his friend.

He replied right away, “Why would I need to? I didn’t expect I needed to check my own car for people sleeping inside.

“Where are we going?” he said, a little more awake and conscious.

“My house,” Daniel said, trying to work out what he could do with Macca, “Maybe you can get a taxi back to campus or something, I’ll even give you some money for it.”

They were close to home now, the streets were full of expensive double story houses now. Macca in the back of the car was taking notice of it too as they got closer to Daniel’s house.

“Bloody hell, don’t tell me you live in one of these,” he asked him, “Look, they’ve all got fucking gates for their drive way, even fucking security cameras!”

Daniel was humble enough that when someone brought up his rich lifestyle, he got quiet. He chose not to reply as he pulled up out the front of his house.

“You got a pool in the back?”

“Um yeah,” he replied.

Stretching his neck and smiling, the Aussie came to a conclusion, “You know what, think I might stay with you boys this week,” Macca admitted.

Mark and Daniel looked at each other. He couldn’t help but smirk at Daniel who was flustered, not happy about having someone he considered a stranger, sleeping and hanging out at his house.

What were they really going to do?