Maddison
“Slow down! Please, slow down!” I was hysterical.
“Relax, Maddie. Chill," the guy next to me said.
We were literally squeezing inside the car like it was about to explode. Thankfully, we were not caught by the authorities in their police cars that we met along the highway. The group seemed to have been so used to speeding that they knew when to slow down and hide, acting like everything was normal.
I was holding my breath as the car resumed to its high speed. Emma ignored me and was laughing with her friends. The booming music playing on the radio was deafening my ears, and I could only look at each of them.
“Emma . . . can we go home, please?” I said.
“Maddie, what makes you scared? We’ve been longing for this kind of bond ever since we were kids, right?” Emma answered.
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