• In a fare away place, the flats, as many say, a girl sat on a four-wheeler. The ‘flats’ are as what the name says, flat.
    In the flats, that the girl sat in, was covered in grass, maybe more than the hip high. This grass grew in gray mud, sticky and nasty. Thought the place was flat, grassy and muddy. It was a great place for people to go four-wheelers or dirt biking. Along with the mud and grass there was a great view. Mountains all around and an ocean inlet to the right. Many people come here for fun but this place is also a great place to think.

    Sighing’ Looking up from the book and gazing around the field; that she was currently in. Not knowing how long she was there, she looked down at her watch; oh I don’t care no more. She thought as she looked around for any sign of life besides the ever growing grass. Looking out to the ocean, she saw nothing but mud, since the tide went out. ‘Sighing’ she looked around, over to the mountains that the other city lays.
    A great city compared to the one she lived in. It was much larger than hers. Thou her city was small it offered a great deal of quite that the larger ones didn’t.
    The girl, who had recently moved to this place, was sitting alone. Something not a lot of girls did her age. Sure many four-wheeled, but none sat alone for the reason she was. She sat there. Stone still not moving a muscle, even as the cold winds blew her long hair around and stung her face, at a mountain. She thought of nothing. The only things going around her head was the memories of her friends that she once was around.
    Her friends, thou few, were a great part of her life. They were always around, if needed or not. Never judging unless asked, and if not keeping most of their opinions to themselves. There were 3, thou now she doubted her friendship, some others as well but not as much as the 3. They went almost every were to gather.
    She had never gone a day without seeing one of them. She was the one who had kept things together. Now that she called one up, she found that all hell broke loose. Fighting and lying became a natural part of her friends’ lives. They had no longer hung out or talked like they used to, something she feared. She knew that coming to a different school would change them but she never thought of the possibility of her moving.
    She, now in a different city, school, and home was alone. Ripped from her friends she found herself shelling up, talking very little and mostly to herself. She knew that she would come back, but when… she didn’t know.
    A single tear slid down her frozen face, and dropped of her cheek. Her eyes slowly moved from the resting point on the mountain, to the book she was currently reading. A crime novel that was ‘interesting’ kept her attention, thru the lonesome days and nights.
    Her lips slowly turned into a smirk and then she chuckled books, ha I never thought I would have any use of them, now it seems it’s my only entertainment the thought of her ready made her laugh, she never liked ready much less a chapter/series book. The most she ever used them for was fire started, which she had earlier and was now regretting.
    She rotated her neck, popping sore muscles as she did. Blinking away the dryness the wind had caused in her eyes, looking down, realizing that it was freezing point for water. Thou not surprising, it had been like that for many days, but at the time it was. The sun was just about to set. Soon she would have to make the long journey back through the small trail, tree covers roads, and winding streets tell she could come remotely close to her new home.
    Staring down at the four-wheeler’s key she turned it, pushing the power button, only to hear it sputter, not surprising. The four-wheeler was cold, groaning as she tried the chock and button agene, slowly warming up. Once the old thing started, she looked up towards the snow covered mountain and started thinking. Her eyes slowly slid over, thou not moving her face, looked over to the setting sun. It would be dark in less than 5 minutes. It would take at least 10 to even think about moving the four-wheeler, she had a few steep hills to clime and didn’t was the dammed thing to die on her from being too cold. Biting her lip, blinking away tears that threatened to fall every time she thought of her old friends, ‘Sighing; as she did a lot these days. Looking over to the covered trail, longing for it to be a real road.
    The four-wheeler groaned as she gave it more gas, knowing that she would probably kill it if she did, and she was right.
    Restarting the procedure agene, she looked over to the icy mud, staring there for what seemed hours, thou only 25 minutes or so, gassed the four-wheeler. Looking up, around she flipped on the lights, then off, and on a gene. Deciding if she would go in the dark or not, choosing not. She slowly headed the four-wheeler toward the opening of the trail. Once getting there, she looked over her shoulder to the now rising moon and thought about what her best friend would be doing and if she really missed her. Looking back she revved the engine and took off, not looking back as she flew over mud and stumps. Flipping off the lights, surrounded by darkness and sounds from the local and very dangerous animals, her eyes glinted in the darkness as she found comfort in the dark.
    The four-wheeler bounded over a muddy hill, her eyes hardly moving not taking in anything around her, she rode through the thickets over hills and mud only on memory, she took this trail tons of times and as she avoided ditches with ease, one looking at her would speculate she had done this thousands of time, and at which she had.
    Suddenly stopping, thinking hard, she thought about all the times her and her friends fought and all the time they made up. Wondering what would happen if she came home, would things change or be the same. Change she thought regrettably and started whipping away tears the dripped from her eyes, agene looking toward the black sky, listening to creatures move around her over the sound of the four-wheeler a wolf howled then a few joined. She thought with much fear would her friends still be... her friends. Blinking she zoned out and kept going, only thinking about her best of friends and what she might be doing at that particular moment…