My be fry

I fucking hate this, why does this always happen, I think to myself. I look down at my watch again. Fucking dude, I muttered under my breath. I am not used to this fucking cold ass weather. I exhale and the warmth feels good on my dry, broken lips. Its 1994 and I just started this lame ass job at Wendys. I am sitting here on the curb for the umpthteenth time waiting on one of my parents too pick me up. I hate I still don't have my license. I mean I did but... I think to myself. If only my fucking parents didn't make me move to this God forsaken small minded town. What the fuck is an Antioch even? I begrudgingly think as I stand fuming my father still hasn't arrived. I start to tear up a bit as this silvery grayish station wagon pulls up and slows to a halt in front of me. The window slowly rolls down and a cloud of smoke barrels out like there was a wildfire burning within the vehicle. It was my coworker leaving for the night. She looks me up and down and slowly turning her face in my direction and side eyed me, she proclaims bitch, get it. I look at her and was immediately intimated I mean girls like this didn't really just pull up and tell me to get it. Did she just feel sorry for me? yes that had to be it, I think. I look up and I replied, oh my dads coming to get me. And then she with a shit eating grin giggling responses with, no I think he forgot about you. I almost got offended but then I thought, shit shes right. I dropped my head, walked over to the passenger side and reluctantly got in. She was smoking a blunt, she hit it hard and with smoke filled lungs, asked through the side of her mouth blowing the words, "Have we met before?' then passed me the blunt and with a devilish smile said because now, lucky for you, will be, my best friend. I didn't know what to think. We just met and now shes forcing me to be her best friend. I was just grateful I was out of the cold and smoking a blunt but now, oh wow with my new best friend. It started to snow and because we closed the store it was roughly 3am. Unfortunately this also meant the roads were covered in ice and if you know anything about Tennessee it is that they are never road weather ready for ice. As we left the parking lot and slowly made our way to my house, she began to grill me with questions. Turns out we were both from shorelines but polar opposites. Me from the west and she from the east. A true biggie and 2 pac kinship minus the betrayal and murder. She liked rap and I liked grunge. She had brown hair and I had blonde she could be scary and I would get laughed at for trying to. As she got closer to my street we both then realized it is ice all the way up the hill, so she floors it, wheels spinning out and screeching like wild. She looks over at me, grins again and says crazily, you have to book it or we wont make it up the hill, never hit the breaks, her eyes wild from excitement or maybe it was the weed? Either way she was daring it.

Just then everything went dead. The lights on the car just cut off and the world went completely silent. Apparently her alternator decided at that moment to go out. That 3 seconds felt like an eternity when all of a sudden a tree branch lightly grazed the front of the vehicle and with a slight ding to the bumper, we both looked at each other as the car starts to slide backwards down the hill. We just started screaming, there was nothing we could do to stop it, cant hit the breaks, we cant jump from the car, turning the wheel would just causes more chaos. Finally when the car came to a hellishly long standstill we took a enormous breath in unison and let out the longest exhale either of us knew we could do. We didn't move or say a word in what felt like a century. We just stared ahead and blanked out for a bit. It was like the watching that beginning opening scene in the twilight zone. We were silent again.

Now at the bottom of the hill with the car sideways in the ditch. It began to quickly get cold with no power to the car, no heat to keep us warm.. So we decided to do what anyone else would do in this situation and lit the blunt again because we needed to finish that off before facing our journey up hill together. Taking each step slowly and cautiously it really didn't matter because we would laugh so hard we would just fall, then laugh from falling, then laugh from laughing, then we would lay there and laugh, freezing with pure joy. It was like we found our people that night and it was epic. She and I and Me and her.

I don't remember how long that walk really took but what I do remember was laughing and arriving safely to my home because of my new best friend. And as I entered the house I found my father he had fallen asleep on the couch waiting for me to arrive not remembering he was the one that was supposed to come get me. My new best friend ended up staying the night and we had fun getting to know each other as we snuggled under blankets next to the fire place.

She in fact was no one I had ever met before but I was so lucky to have been found.