Jamie and Ben sat in Jamie's Chevrolet Camero, his pride and joy. Most people wonder how in the hell he got the money to buy such a nice car. In truth it was his father's car, James didn't even buy it, but instead inherited it from his deceased guardian. In that moment, Ben and James were arguing. 

"Dude, no," Ben started. "The prequel trilogy was way better than the original series. New is always better." These two friends got into this argument a lot. Star Wars being the favorite movie series of both males, was a hot topic. But they disagreed on a few things. James snorted, "they aren't even close! The original had such a better story, the prequel was just Anakin fucking around with Padme. There's hardly a story there. Plus, you could see that Anakin was going to turn to the Dark Side from the beginning." Ben scoffed, "whatever, agree to disagree. Are we there yet?" He said this impatiently, scanning for their friend's house from the passenger seat. "Almost I think, Key lives in East Bumfuck according to Siri." James gripped a can of Rockstar in his hand, sipping it as he steered his car. Ben smirked, half paying attention now that his phone was out. 

"I'm calling him, Siri can't find his boonie ass house," Ben announced as he dialed the memorized number. When Keiji didn't pick up Ben left him a message. "Yo, Avvar. Get your ass out of the house so we can find you. Preferably wave a flag or something, maybe throw some glowsticks on the driveway. Your house is so far out of the way even Siri can't find a route, and hurry up, everyone else is probably waiting." Ben said all of that in an annoyed tone, he was an impatient guy.

James bursted out laughing when Ben got to the 'glowsticks in the driveway' part of his message. "You're such a dork, Benji" the older male taunted, making sure to emphasize the 'Benji.' Ben shoved James' shoulder and the car veered to the left. Luckily there was no one coming towards them, seeing as they were in the middle of no where. This made both of them laugh. "You're gonna get us killed, asshole," James managed to choke out. "Then don't call me Benji," Ben warned, a hallow threat. 

This summer was going to be fun.