Kendrick threw a few pieces of clothing into a bag, the four changes he was allowed to have were crumpled up into the case, and he slipped it into the trunk in front of the large sub-woofer that was fitted into the sub-box in the back of the sporty two door coupe. Closing the trunk, it slammed shut as he headed around to the popped hood. He leaned forward, examining a few things, making sure his car would be working properly for the long road-trip ahead.
Closing the hood, he pulled his keys from his pocket, and slipped into the car, relaxing into the racing seats he had in the front. He put the keys into the ignition, and turned it, the car coming to life within moments as the spark plug let the car start, the exhaust breathing out the fumes as he held down the brake, building up some rev's before letting the car launch out of his drive-way, and onto the street. Sliding it out of his drive-way, he headed to the first pick-up spot.




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and pressed send. As Lance was about to set his phone down, he got a text from Anna wondering about the same thing. He texted he back the same thing he sent Malcolm and sent it. Leaning back in his seat, he continued to finish his cigarette. His parents didn't like that he did it but it helped with the stress.
