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The trip to Lakewood Cabin was a rather quiet one. The kids had taken off two hours ago, 11am, not the actual time that was agreed upon the night before, thanks to Stacie and Louie, who had arrived at the meeting point at 10.57am.

They had tendered some excuses about having to wash the bus and have it fueled for the trip, which none of the kids were having, since they were always the ones to come later than the rest. It was Ezekiel, the eldest among the clique who first took the initiative to take a jibe on the two love birds, then the rest followed like gang members, who had been waiting their turn to assault a target. 

The two had apologized sincerely, and everyone had taken their spot in the white Ford Transit that belonged to Stacie's grandpa. Ezekiel had taken the wheel for one hour and an hour later, Louie relieved him and drove for another hour.The sun took on a harsher form as noon passed by, its golden ray beamed brightly on the windshield, forcing Louis