Sequel: The photograph

The Dancing Chairs

The Escape

Jade's PoV

"Crap guys. We have to get out of here" I said flustered.

"Ya think?" Martin asked sarcastically and I hit his arm "this is no time to fool around, jerk" I said and Alex started shouting orders.

"Martin goes grab our stuff and run" He screamed and he picked up Taylor and ran. Jack picked me up and startled I yelped.

"Stay calm" he whispered in my ear and we ran.

Within seconds we were all in the truck and Alex started to drive.

“And that ladies and gentlemen is what happens when you try to trespass a beach after hours” Jack said laughing.

Whoo! What a rush.

“What now?” Taylor asked thinking it was over but, boy was she wrong!

Wheo wheo wheo

I heard sirens off in the distance.

“Holy shit” Martin said panicking slightly

“Okay we can either pull over or keep driving trying to escape but fail and get put in jail” Taylor said.

“Shit, Alex pull over” Martin commanded but Alex kept driving.

Taylor put a hand on Alex’s shoulder and told him sweetly “Pull over” and Alex slammed down the breaks.

Taylor smiled at me triumphantly.

“We’re screwed” Jack said and I couldn’t help but laugh.

Once the officer came over I noticed he was young, with brownish hair and bright blue eyes.
I could probably charm this one.

“Ey officer” I said saluting but his eyes grew wide.

“You’re from that band.” He said pointing at Martin and I, “my girlfriend has posters of you guys up on her room” he said stating nonchalantly.

“The dancing chairs, right?” He asked and we nodded.

“Yep that’s us.” I smiled and got an idea.

“Here take your girlfriend an autographed demo CD” I said and handed it to him.

“Wow thanks” he said, winked, and left.

“Well that went smooth” I said smiling, I had gotten us away from trouble.

“Yeah, real smooth” Martin said sarcastically, and I couldn’t help but notice he looked annoyed.

What was his problem? He was all sweet a moment, then angry or annoyed.
Well Martin Reed, you wanna play like that?

I was honestly sick of his mood swings, and I have had enough.

“What are we doing now?” I asked and Jack suggested to crash at Marty’s house, everyone agreed.

Since Martin lived alone, his parents died when he was 13, it was a small house, but we all fit.
Taylor and Alex slept in Alex’s house, I slept on the couch and Jack and Martin on the floor, and I can say it was the most uncomfortable position.

I had a horrible night and woken up at 6 AM I decided to go for a walk while everyone slept.
I quickly passed through the door dressed in last night’s beach clothes and went to the park, I took at least 30 minutes to get there but once I was there I jolted into a run nearly breaking some guy’s arm as he feel to the ground with me on top.

“Oh gosh! I’m so sorry!” I said apologizing to the stranger whom I realized was Cameron, the ice-cream man from the carnival.

“Oh Hey Cameron!” I said once we were both on our feet

“Fancy see in you here” I said trying to sound smooth.

Cameron looked pretty flustered “hi” He said

“Let’s go get some coffee” I offered wanting to get away from the world maybe for just a bit even if it was with the Ice cream.

He looked unsure but nodded anyways.

We walked into Starbucks and within seconds the sweet smell of coffee filled my nostrils.
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