“That’s right, I’m going to screw his best friends and maybe let one of them knock me up.”
Nancy laughed and tapped her cigarette out the window. Sandwiched between these women, all I could think about was escaping Alaska. This small town got people trapped thinkingsmall. I didn’t want to wake up one day ten years from now and realize that I’d turned into Nancy or Tina. They could be fun to hang out with but man, their moral compasses were screwy.
“If you screw Ivan and get knocked up, your baby is gonna be as ugly as a moose,” Tina blurted out, cackling at her own sense of humor.
“Fuck you, Nancy.”
“What! I’m just being honest.”
“Whatever, you’re the slut who screwed most of the guys in town.”
“I never got pregnant from ‘em.”
“You got three kids you idiot. You just don’t take care of them.”
Nancy laughed, “So what? My momma looks after ‘em and that’s as good as anything.”
“We should try to get Jess to have some fun this weekend,” Tina suggested.
“No thanks!” I chimed in.
“What? You too good to screw one of the boys from town?”
“Ivan’s my cousin.”
“Yoursecondcousin,” Nancy replied.
“I said I’m good.”
“Listen, all you need is a little liquor and let one of those snakes slide between your legs. Then you’ll stop being so stuck up.”
“She thinks ‘cause she ran away from a house she ain’t trailer trash like us,” Tina said.
“That’s not true! I’d never call anyone trailer trash.”
“Yeah right,” Nancy grumbled, tossing the butt of her cigarette out the window.
“Are we there yet?”
“Almost…”
After five more minutes, Tina pulled over to the campground. We climbed out of our truck and the boys climbed out of theirs. I slung my backpack over my shoulder and we got to work setting up the tents.
“Do we only have three two-person tents?” I asked, my heart pounding. I hadn’t thought to bring my own tent along with me.
“Yup. Guess we gotta pair up tonight,” Ivan drawled.
He pulled out a baggie of white powder from his shirt pocket and took a bump. He was already high from the looks of it.
“I look forward to pairing up,” Taylor continued, “It’s been a long month since I got laid.”
“You paid for my services!” Nancy called out to him.
“Whores don’t count, little mama.”
“Language, Taylor. We’re in the company of ladies,” Ivan chided, laughing afterwards and thumping Taylor on the back.
Henrik was quiet as he gathered wood and kindling to build a fire in the middle of the tents.
