“Keya, come on, come on!” Three voices belonging to Kyle, Sav and Ned shouted for me. Sav was already at the back seat, her window rolled down. Ned took the driver’s seat while Kyle helped pack my bags in Ned’s family Jeep.
“I’m coming, jeez!” I shouted back, while hauling a bag pack on my shoulder.
Since it was boiling hot outside, I decided to put my hair into a messy bun, some curls still stuck out from the sides. I adorned myself in jean shorts, a tank top, a flannel shirt wrapped aorund my waist and my favourite white converse. It didn’t look like camping-wear but then again, I went with what made me feel comfortable. I just hoped that wherever we were headed, there won’t be mosquitoes or any other bite-nipping insects.
“Hurry up, Ryland and others are already driving to the rendez
