Forever Lost

Janie looked at her watch.  It was quarter to 10.  They were already going to be late for curfew.  Samantha was talking to Michael, one of the boys in their class.  Janie knew she had a crush on him.  They looked like they were getting along pretty well.
She hated to break it up but they really had to go.  She knew her parents were going to be furious.
“Sam,” she said tapping her on the shoulder.  “We have to go.  It’s quarter to 10.”
“Oh my god!  Mom and dad are going to kill me!”  She looked at Michael.  “I’m sorry but I have to go.”
“No problem.  Hey, can I call you sometime?” He asked.
Janie rolled her eyes as Sam pulled a piece of paper and a pen out of her purse and wrote down her number.
“Yeah.” She gave it to him and blushed like a shy. little schoolgirl.
“Alright.  I’ll call you.” He waved as Janie dragged her by the arm and pushed her out the door.  She laughed and shook her head.
“What?” Sam asked.
“You’re such a pushover.” Janie replied.  They both laughed.  Janie was happy for her.  A little jealous, but happy.  Just behind them an old, grey van pulled up.  There were two guys in the driver and passenger seat and one in the back.  They slowed down as the one in the passenger seat rolled down his window.
“Hey there.”  Janie kept walking but Samantha slowed down.  Janie wanted to grab her by the arm and drag her but she reluctantly stopped.
“Hi.” said Sam.
The guy in the back peaked his head out the passenger side window and smiled.
“What are you two beautiful ladies up to this evening?”  He asked.
“We’re on our way home from a party.”  Sam was in full flirt mode as Janie eyes the men wearily.
The driver spoke for the first time.
“Well, why don’t you hop in.  We’ll give you a lift.”
Sam was about to get in when Janie pulled her aside.
“What are you doing?” She whispered.  “We don’t even know these guys.”
“I know, but they’re cute.”
“Let’s just walk home.” Janie pleaded.
“If they drive we can make it home before curfew.”
Janie wasn’t budging.  She watched as Sam disappeared into the back of the van.  The driver looked at her and raised his eyebrows.
“You coming honey?” He asked.
She shook her head no.
“Suit yourself.”  The driver said.  He looked back at Sam.  She was talking to his buddy.  “Alright, let’s get this show on the road.” He said as he pulled away.
Janie continued to stare at the van until it was no longer in view.  She didn’t know it at the time, but that would be the last time she would see her friend alive.

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About phillystarvingwriter

Starving writer with a day job hoping one day to make a living doing what I love best.

Posted on May 8, 2011, in Unfinished Work. Bookmark the permalink. Leave a comment.

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