2. chapter 2
As I slide into Parkers black mustang, the seats burn my legs.
"Ouch! Hey Parker, how about next time you don't park directly in sunlight with leather seats", I say with a stupid look on my face.
He laughs and puts on the radio. I jam and we have a few good laughs, but It takes us no time at all to get to mount Vince. I hand Parker my things and he puts them in the bag. He carries the bag up the mountain and I carry it down, that's the deal we made. Then we stretch and start our walk up the mountain.
~~~~~Halfway up ~~~~~~
"Are we almost there yet?"
"Cam quit winning, you're the one that wanted to do this in the first place."
"Can we take a break?"
"Fine, but only for a minute."
I slump down on a huge rock to catch my breath. As I reached into the bag and pulled out the water bottle, Parker hits the water bottle out of my hand laughing. I watch as it goes tumbling down the hill and rests at the bottom just before a little river bend.
"DICK", I yell as I slowly make my way down to the water bottle, careful no to slip and hurt myself. I can hear Parker laughing at me so I flip him off when I get to the bottom. As I reach down the grab the water bottle, something catches my eye. It looks silver and I'm a curious person so I dig it up. It's a locked hanging on a thin chain. It's covered in mud so I wash it off in the tiny river bend. Just as the last piece of mud falls off I see three initials.