For @crees @soccertrouble

She half-jogged to the car. Her hands were in the pockets of her light orange-ish hoodie and her hair was pulled back messily in a ponytail. She wore a snoopy t-shirt and her jeans were rolled up to just below her knee. Upon entering the vehicle, she pulled out her iPod and hooked it up to the stereo, flashing me a smile. My lips curled upward as I shook my head slightly. "Where to," I asked. She bit her lip and then replied mischievously, "Is there a boardwalk around here?"