Alright, so this isn't quite like 13 Little Blue Envelopes, but it's my version of it. It's hard to write about Europe if you've never been there. For that matter, I've never really been to any of these places either. So let me know if I need to change some of my facts. Well, I hope you like it!

On T.V. the girl on Wheel of Fortune just won. Great for her. I took a sip of my wine and powered up my laptop. The yahoo home screen appeared and I saw that I had four new e-mails. The first was a facebook notification. Sally commented on her status. Good job Sally, you know how to type. DELETE! Second, was some sort of an advertisement. DELETE! Third was a message from my brother, Andrew.

"Hey Lauren! Just saying hi. I miss you! Are you coming home over the summer? I hope do! Write back soon! -Andrew"

"Hey Andrew. I love you and miss you too. Tell mom I said hi. I might come to visit for a week or two this summer, but I think I'm going to get a job at a local pool or something. Call me sometime. Good luck with finals! -Lauren"

My brother is ending his junior year in college at Ohio State University. I'm a teacher. I got my 2 year degree before I even got out of high school. I love my job. I take another sip of wine and open up my next email. It's from Amber. She has been my best friend since third grade. I moved away the summer before fifth grade but we have been emailing back and forth since high school. I'm surprised to get the first email from her in over a year.

"Lauren! I'm sorry I have stopped communicating with you without warning or excuse. I have missed you terribly! However, I have gotten back from the trip of a life time. I traveled around America in 365 days. I have fallen in and out of love. I have been filthy rich and dirt poor. And now it's your turn. Text me when you get this, even if it is 3:00 in the morning. I assume you are still living alone in your apartment? Good! I have a mission for you. Don't worry; I still have the same phone number. So just text me and I will give you your first task. Do this now. ~Amber

AMBER? THIS IS LAUREN. YOU HAVE A TASK FOR ME?

I hesitate for only a second before hitting the send button. As I'm sitting there watching T.V. I can only imagining what kind of "mission" she is sending me on. The song I'm sexy and I know itstarts playing out of nowhere and I soon realize it's my phone. Amber has texted me back. I nervously read her text. It was short and to the point.

HI. YOU STILL LIVE IN TOLEDO?

I do still live, alone, in my apartment, in Toledo, Ohio. And Amber has just traveled the entire United States of America.

YES AMBER, I DO. DONT RUB IT IN!

This time I sat there staring at my phone for about a minute before I get her reply.

WHY WOULD I RUB IT IN? YOU ARE ABOUT TO TAKE THE SAME JOURNEY AS ME. THERE IS A TACO BELL DOWN THE STREET FROM YOU? DRIVE THERE IMMEDIATELY. SITTING IN THE CORNER, EATING A BURRITO THERE WILL BE A MAN. HIS NAME IS MIKE. WALK UP TO HIM AND ASK HIM HOW HIS LATE NIGHT MUNCHIES ARE. HE WILL THEN HAND YOU SEVERAL ITEMS. HE MAY OR MAY NOT GIVE YOU INSTRUCTIONS. IF YOU ABSOLUTELY HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO, TEXT ME BACK. ONLY TEXT ME, EVER, IF I TELL YOU THAT YOU MAY. DO THIS NOW. REMEMBER, ONLY TEXT ME IF YOU HAVE NO IDEA WHAT TO DO. TRUST ME; I DID THIS ON MY OWN.

Well, it's 1:00 A.M. and I'm sitting here watching Wheel of Fortune and drinking wine. Why not do what she says? Besides, what's the chance of this guy really being there? Okay, Amber, maybe that's what happened to you but there are not Mikes with "items" eating a burrito at every Taco Bell! Well, considering I'm not doing anything better, and I could use a laugh right now, I turn off the T.V., trade my slippers for tennis shoes, and get in my car, still in my hoodie and sweat pants. It takes me not even five minutes to get to taco bell. I shut off the car, and walk right in. The place is dead. You can hear the hum from the fluorescent lights and smell the grease that they layer on their food. The cashier looked about ready to fall asleep and there was a kid at one table on a laptop. He was most likely a college kid using the free wi-fi to finish up some paper. At another table was a sleeping hobo. I was moments from turning around leaving when a figure in the back corner caught my attention. I had to blink to confirm I wasn't hallucinating. I almost laughed to myself. It was a man eating a burrito with a grocery bag at his feet. I walked up to him, slowly. This can't be right. I must be more tired than I thought, so I turned around and walked away, but looked back with a parting glance. Right at that moment, he looked up and saw me. I sheepishly approached him.

"Hi there," I stammered, "How's your late night munchies?" I felt so foolish, but he set his burrito down and looked me up and down.

He grunted. "Well, you aren't quite what I expected. Amber expects you to survive out there?"

So how do you like it? It's my first fanfic so please review! -Lindsey