"Isn't it beautiful, Corey!" I squealed.

"Not as beautiful as as you..."

"What was that?" I asked.

"Oh n-nothing!"

We sat the blanket out and relaxed. Corey passed me the pipe and we sat there, smoking and taking in everything. He put our song on and we started singing it together. Papa Roach - Scars. You could see the mountains that's topped with snow, the waterfall that held our secrets...everything, the forest.

We lied on our backs close to each other. "Ever realize that when we graduate, we might not see each other?" Corey said, starting a conversation.

"Yeah...but I'd rather not think about that...I'd rather think about now. You and me. Best friends till the end!" I clapped.

He went silent.

"What's wrong, Bean?...D-did I say something?..." He sat up and looked down at me.

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