Red Light

"How many more miles 'till SF?", I yelled over the sound of air rushing through the rolled-down car windows. My bare feet were up on the dashboard, green nail polish shining in the California sunlight. I tapped them on the warm gray surface impatiently. Jess pushed her wind-blown blonde hair out of her face and glanced down at the map on the seat between us. "Looks like we've got about thirty more miles to go", She replied, the right side of her mouth curving up in to an excited grin. "Then after that, 382 miles to L.A!", she added. I let out a triumphant shout and threw my arms above my head. "This is crazy, Jess!" My best friend glanced over at me and flashed me a full-on smile, dimples and all. "It'll be so worth it!". I didn't know how right she'd be.