"Fuck yeah." He laughs. "Alright, thanks loser." I say while some snicker at my comment and proceed to go back to talking and drinking. I look around and I see a beyond road that probably takes you to a destination. Evan follows behind me when we start to walk down the road. "God they smelled so good." Evan groans, turning around to see the group of people we left behind. "It's fine, you'll find someone better." I reply back and he jogs to walk besides me, looking ahead of the dead road. "Do you even know what time it is? We need to make it before the sun rises." "Don't worry we will make it before sunrise. We have plenty of time." "What if we don't?" I roll my eyes, snapping my head to him. "We aren't at that point now are we?" Evan shakes his head. "Good." I smile to him and he groans, gritting his teeth together. "God you're so hot when you are such a bitch." He chuckles and I do the same. "Trust me, my inner bitch hasn't really come out to you yet but if you do do something dumb it will." I pat my hand on his shoulder. "So think twice before you say or do something wrong." "Gotcha, I'll keep that in mind." He smiles and I lick my lips, smiling back. Suddenly I hear a car roar down the road and it's a van which is painted with colorful colors. The two people in the drivers and passengers seat were about in their twenties and they seemed pretty mellow and laidback. "Hey! Are you guys heading to the Coast!" The driver slows down next to us and people in the back of the van try and look out the window. They seem so much like hippies. Evan looks at me because he doesn't know what to do. He's so cute confused. "Uh-um..." I say, debating on what to say. "Yeah, we are actually new so we don't know where we are going." The driver lowers the mellow music playing in the car and he chuckles. He has long brown hair with a small beard with bright blue eyes. "Well you sure are going the right way." "Oh great." I reply back and he shakes his head. "Need a ride? Trust me it will be faster. We are heading to the Coast also." I turn to Evan and he shrugs, taking a step away from me. I bite my lip, thinking if Evan will lose control with the large amount of people in the car or if he can survive. I shrug, walking towards the van. You live once right? "Sure thanks." "Open the doors guys. We got new comers." The driver says, tapping on the side of his car. We proceed to walk to the back but Evan grabs my arm, stopping me. "Is this even safe?" He asks me and I shrug. "I've hitchhiked in my own town so why not here?" His grip loosens while I walk away from him. "What's hitchhiking?" He asks me and I laugh, rolling my eyes. Do vampires even have fun? The back doors open wide and there are about five people sitting down on the floor. It's colorful inside and it smells like weed and alcohol. It feels like I'm in the decades of sixties or seventies. We sit down at an open spot, Evan trying not to make eye contact with any human in the small space in the back of the van. They shut the door and the driver presses on the gas, driving down the road. The music is playing low and two women are dressed in layers of clothes and barefoot, their eyes closed and head swaying to the music. I lean my back against the wall of the car, Evan copying me. One man is playing the guitar and the others are passing a rolled blunt. They smoke it, taking a drag and blowing it out in each other's faces. They giggle like everything they are doing is funny. Evan wrinkles his nose maybe because of the smell of weed. One of the girls sway her shoulders, eyes locked on mine and blowing the smoke on me. I inhale, the smell of weed burning in my nostrils. "Adeline, this is too much." Evan pants and I look up at him, reaching my hand to his. His fingers flinch at my contact but then soothes down, wrapping his fingers around mine. "Relax." I whisper to him and we both look ahead of us, one of the women who has her hair in a messy dreadlock bun with beads in her hair is making out with the man who was strumming on the guitar. Evan and I awkwardly watch them and I feel our hands together become clammy. I don't know if it's me or him. The girl next to me sticks her hand out to my face, the rolled blunt near my lips. I cautiously take it, a bit unsure on what to do. I've never smoked anything at all. Only drink alcohol. No one watches besides Evan because they are making out or humming to the music in the background. I lick my lips, pressing the end of the burning blunt to my lips, tasting it on my tongue. I take a drag, inhaling the smoke that goes in my mouth and down my throat. I take the stick out, blowing the smoke out. I can't really explain how it tastes like, my face scrunching in sourness. I guess I'm reacting like this because it's my first time. Evan watches me and I give him a soft smile, the bright lights in the van blurring my vision. I giggle a bit, holding the blunt and bringing it up to Evan's lips. He hesitates and stares down at it. "Take it so it can distract you for a bit." He licks his lips and brings it to his mouth. I hold it for him while he takes a longer drag than I knew he would. After he starts to cough and I pull it out laughing because he couldn't hold it in. The smoke escapes his mouth, coughing and laughing at the same time. "That shit's strong." He says, taking a deep breath. I pass it back to the girl next to me. "Not really but because vampires are heightened with everything now, you are such a lightweight." I joke and he smiles rolling his eyes jokingly. By the time we arrived, Evan and I were laid-back about the bad things in life and enjoying it with a few strangers on the road. Eventually the driver stops the van and the Coast was near by. He pulls over while I thank all of them and they all were begging for us to stay for a bit longer. I said we needed to head somewhere and they drove off after saying that we were some chilled people. I hold Evan near me even though he can't control himself so he won't expose himself and kill the humans walking on the sidewalk. It's me over these innocent humans if he attacks. The breeze is beautiful near the water and the atmosphere is different too. People are chilling and some are walking with bathing suits on. People are riding on long boards or bikes. "Okay, let's go somewhere dark and dead so no one will see us." I see a narrow alleyway and we walk through there, coming to an end where it's dead and dark. Some people are walking but they seem so loopy and out of it. "I guess you can find someone or something." I say, pulling away from my close contact with him. Evan looks around, his eyes darting to people who are out of the world to see what's coming. After Evan gestures his head towards a young girl who is walking by herself. She's wearing short shorts with a crop top shirt but it goes with her because she's really skinny. Her beach blonde hair is bright with her tan skin and she has dark freckles on the bridge of her petit nose. "Her." He says before his eyes turn a crimson red.