Even with five of us in the jeep, Aiden gunned the engine, peeling out, sending a shower of pebbles behind us.

"So, you from around here?" Aiden smirked, looking in the rearview mirror at me, but Derek answered. I turned my head to look at the rich vegetation, oaks, and maples zooming past.

"I'm from New York," Derek answered him short, eyeing a warning.

"And where are you from?" Aiden asked, looking me directly in the eye when I glanced at him.

"Let's cut ...