Lindsay Weir and Kim Kelly stood in the middle of a large crowd. They were seeing the Grateful Dead for what seemed like the hundredth time for the both of them, but really they had only been on the road for two weeks, and had seen about five shows. Lindsay of course didn't have anything against the music; she enjoyed it. However, she was beginning to realize that being on the road to chase around a band, wasn't all it was cracked up to be. Something wasn't right, she felt. She still didn't feel like she belonged. The deadheads were cool, she thought, and extremely nice, but she was tired of being around people who were high on pot, since she refused to smoke it herself after doing it one time before. Although she understood them, they didn't seem to understand her. Kim on the other hand had fun getting high, and hanging out, but it wasn't her scene. She was out of place.
Kim was sitting on the ground, pulling out grass angrily, "You know, these people are really getting on my nerves." she hissed.
Lindsay was next to her, looking around at the "deadheads" surrounding them, "I don't know, they are okay." she was lying to herself. She had been lying to herself for a week now, which was when she came to the conclusion she wasn't having much fun. She was sort of in denial, because she knew she was in a sticky situation. She was going to be in a lot of trouble if she just went home, and had her parents found out she never attended the Academic Summit.
"Pf, yeah, okay, Lindsay." Kim snickered, "You look as miserable as I am."
"Okay, maybe I am." Lindsay mumbled slightly, and shrugged.
"If I have to listen to one more of these stupid songs, I'll go freakin' crazy." Kim confessed. She wasn't as into the music as Lindsay was, she just went for the party.
Lindsay turned her attention to the music that was playing, it was the song "Box of Rain". She had danced to it about hundred times since first hearing it. It was the only song she wasn't tired of hearing. She looked around at the people dancing, laughing, and having a good time. Today, the song made her think of Nick Andopolis. They didn't leave on the best of terms, and it was something that constantly bugged her. Something else that weighed heavily on her mind, was the fact that Nick had found someone else. Sarah, miss disco queen herself. She wondered what Nick was doing, and if he was happy. She wanted to call him, or write him a letter, but she went with what she considered her better judgement and didn't; at least not yet.
"Well what are we gonna do Lindsay? Just sit here?" Kim asked, anxiously.
"I don't know." Lindsay stated.
"Lindsay, I'm going to go crazy here. If you don't wanna leave, fine, but you're gonna have to go on without me." Kim got up, and started dusting off her pants.
"What?" Lindsay's eyes widened, looking concerned, "What are you gonna do? We are miles from home." Lindsay tried to make Kim aware.
"I'm leaving." Kim said, loudly. Kim started walking through the crowd, occasionally pushing people out of her way.
"How are you going to get home?" Lindsay talked, while trying to catch up to her.
"Maybe there is a bus or something." Kim replied.
Lindsay continued to follow her, until they got to an open area, where there were less people.
Kim turned, and looked at Lindsay, "Are you comin' with or not?" Kim asked, squinting her eyes.
Lindsay looked around some more. She didn't want to be there. She wanted to go home; even better, she wanted to be at the Academic Summit, where she was supposed to be.
"Okay." Lindsay agreed.
Kim and Lindsay, went back to where the van was parked. They weren't going to bother telling the others they were leaving; they just needed their stuff. Kim started shoving things into her bag, and Lindsay did the same. When they thought they had everything, they got out, and took one last look around them. Lindsay was slightly worried that they were making a bigger mistake by leaving, but Kim was thrilled. They both walked for what seemed like ages. The sun was setting, and they were tired. They finally made it into town, and they sat down on a bench.
"Maybe I should call Daniel." Kim suggested.
"What can he do?" Lindsay asked.
"I don't know. I just kinda miss him." Kim looked down, and started playing with the zipper on her jacket
Lindsay stood up, "Listen, Kim, this is serious." she began, "We are stuck here, with barely any money, and when my parents find out about this, I'm going to be in so much shit."
"Oh, and I'm not? I basically ran away Linds." Kim snapped.
"I'm sorry." Lindsay apologized, "It's just that we need to figure out what to do."
"Well, I have enough money to stay somewhere for one night. Tomorrow we can get bus tickets." Kim said.
Lindsay nodded in agreement. That was going to have to be the plan, she thought. They walked to a place they passed on their way to the concert. It was a small, creepy looking motel, but it was going to have to do. Lindsay and Kim went to the entrance, and then walked up to the front desk where a man was sitting.
"Excuse me, we need a room for the night." Kim said to the man.
The man slowly moved off his chair, "Just the two of you?"
"Yeah." Kim replied. She looked at Lindsay with wide eyes. Lindsay let out a smile. She couldn't help thinking this reminded her of a bad horror movie.
"Okay, well, we have a room for ya." the man said, while looking for the key, "Twenty-five dollars it will be."
Kim went into her pockets, and gave the last of her money to the man, she only had three dollars, and some change left. The both of them went to their room, and looked around. It was fairly small, but it would be fine for one night, they thought.
"Thank God your parents are rich, because I just spent most of my money on this room." Kim laughed.
"My parents aren't rich, Kim."
"Well whatever, at least you have money to get us bus tickets." Kim flopped down on one of the beds.
Their cash was dwindling. After all, Lindsay's parents didn't give her money for a road trip.
"Yeah, we should have just enough to get back." Lindsay sat down on the other bed.
"Well, I'm going to bed," Kim started to crawl under some covers, she turned off the light on her side of the room.
Lindsay had her back against the headboard of her bed, "Goodnight, Kim."
Lindsay smiled. Although, her little adventure didn't turn out like she had planned, she was glad she had Kim by her side the whole time. Kim had her faults, but Lindsay thought of her as her new best friend. She would always have a place in her heart for Millie, but things were different now.
"Hey, Kim? Are you awake?" Lindsay asked, looking over at Kim.
"What is it Lindsay?" Kim grumbled.
"Thanks for coming with me."
"Yeah." Kim replied, half asleep.
Lindsay didn't realize how tired Kim was. Lindsay on the other hand, couldn't fall asleep; she had too much on her mind. She got out of bed, and went over to her bag; she wanted to count how much money was left. She quietly tried to open it, and started looking for the money. First, she looked in one of the pockets, where she was pretty sure she left it. It wasn't there. Lindsay started taking things out of her bag, and began to panic when the money wasn't showing up. She turned over her bag, and began to shake it violently, but there was nothing. She ran over to Kim, and started to nudge her. Kim moved slightly, but she was completely out. Lindsay stopped, thinking there was no point in telling her in the middle of the night. In a moment of optimism, Lindsay thought that maybe Kim had the money. She was never going to sleep now. She put some things back in her bag, and got a piece of paper. She went back to her bed, and sat down; setting the paper on the table next to the bed. Leaning over, she put her pen to the paper, and began writing.