I sit awkwardly between David and Sara in the back seat of the car, as Nikki drives us toward her farmhouse. "Come on guys, the wreck wasn't my fault, really. I mean the tire blew out, and well, when that happened how could I keep control of the car going as fast as I was, and I was only going fast because I knew the two fo you were in a hurry."

As the other two passengers glare at me, I try my cell phone again. "Damn, no signal. Dad's going to be so pissed when he hear's about his car. I mean it's not his only car. He owns a whole fleet of the damn taxis, but he's still not going to be happy. I mean this on top of getting kicked out of college and everything. My life sucks."

As I ramble on, my legs start to cramp, bunched up as they are. "hey Nikki, are we almost there yet? My legs are really starting to hurt back here, and I think I have to pee."