Epilogue

Seemingly wasn't the end of anything.

Damn was I glad Kyle let the eleven of us stay the night here, getting home after the party ended (Five in the morning.) wouldn't make my parents happy at all. Plus the sun hanging over the lake when you woke up, it was extraordinary.

I got off one of the many couches in the basement, and walked up stairs to the kitchen.

“Good mornin' sunshine.” Alex smiled

“Up so early?” Jimmy raised a brow.

“Yeah, not sure what woke me up.. Probably Jason snoring…”

“He is one loud son of a gun.” Said Jimmy.

“Got that right. Is anyone else up?”

Alex sipped the soda in his hand, shrugged and looked at Jimmy. “Nope, just us three.” Jimmy brushed the hair out of his eyes. “When you guys do all wake up I got some exciting news”

“Fun.”

“Yeah it will be totally wicked.” He grinned.

“What are we doin’ till then?

“Watchin’ Saw 3.” Alex walked into the living room, tossed the remote around in his hand a few times, and then pressed play. By the end of the movie about three people died, and all of us were awake. The credits passed by and Jimmy turned off the 52 inch TV.

The boy had an ear-to-ear grin. At this moment all I could think was “oh shit”. If I had been a bit more awake when Jimmy said “exciting news” it probably would have dawned on me sooner that this wasn't going to be good. Last time he said that he had to spend a whole summer vacation in jail, and so he began:

It started with him trying to make a serious face, but he gave that up and went into a slight laughing smirk. “So, uh, we’re at war with China or some shit… And I guess it really doesn't have much to do with us cause the war is over seas. However! They set up concentration camps… Which at the moment… Our families are probably in. Now no cause for alarm. They’re probably safe…”

“Probably!?” Kelly screeched.

“Yes that would be what I said… I’m going to finish now… Reason we’re not in a camp is cause Kyle has this brilliant plot of land in some town that no one has ever heard of… Which no one is looking for anyone in. Now… Because of this camp thing the schools are all down… I don’t know about you guys, but if school is out I’d rather not spend it in lock down. So I figure we go to Canada. I know you have to get a passport to get in there… But Mexicans cross our boarders all the time… And Canadians are, well Canadians… Plus I have some friends up there that said they would take us in for a while… But because we wouldn't be legally in Canada lets try and not commit crimes.” Jimmy looked dead at Twix and Tox. In return Twix bit his lip, blushed, then flipped his hand like a schoolgirl.

Scott sat up, sipped his orange juice, and scratched his head. “So wait… What?”