This I Believe

It was the usual Friday night.  My three best friends and I jumped in the car without any destination.  The first stop was usually some convenience store to pick up a few energy drinks; tonight it would be 7-11.  Gabby was driving her yellow ford explorer, which we all nicknamed Banana (clever, I know).  We all were texting different people to try and put together some plans.  But we knew where we would end up; it was where we ended up many nights this summer.  Blairstown is about forty five minutes away from the town which we call home.  And the ride there takes us through dark, unlit roads with farms all along the sides.  It’s more common to see a cow then another car, no joke.  What brought us to Blairstown was simple; Matt.  He was Jill’s crush, and just an all around fun guy. 
                Gabby had the music blasting through her speakers.  We all sang along; “I’m burning up, burning up for you baby.”  Okay so maybe we were a little old for the Jonas Brothers, a young boy band, but we didn’t care.   Jill quickly grabbed her cell phone and sang into it as her favorite part came on.   Gabby shook her head with envy.  She hated having to drive while we just goofed off.  Our windows were down, as we flew along the road feeling completely invincible.    By time we got to Matt’s house I could barely breathe from laughing so hard, and I felt like I had just done a whole abs workout. 
              We spent the next three hours driving around, making jokes, and stopping at various parties.  We didn’t really care for the company of others.  On the road, with each other, was always where we chose to be. These nights were what made our bonds so unstoppable.  I believe in friendship, careless nights, and laughing until your stomach hurts.