Soon I noticed the car had pulled over, Dylan slowly got out and came around to my side of the vehicle and opened the door for me. When I got out I noticed there were trees all around us. They were beautiful trees too. There were some pine trees, oak trees, applewood trees, and more.
“Dylan, where are we?” I asked him as he opened the trunk.
“We are here to have a picnic,” He tells me.
“But why here?” I ask, still not satisfied with his answer.
“I don’t know, I didn’t pick it,” He tells me before putting a huge picnic blanket on the ground.
“Well if you didn’t pick it, who did?” I ask yet again.
“I did,” A female voice said, it sounded familiar, but I couldn’t quite pinpoint it, yet. At the sound of the voice I quickly turned around only to see my friend Bella walking towards us, wit
