The Field Trip

[Tessa]

Kei looked at Chandi, “Don’t like New York ‘cause it ain’t my kind of place.” She responded simply, “Not enough open space, too much of a city for my taste, plus its not warm enough.” Kei messed with the hem of her tank top, looking around then back at the other woman, “I like my waves, my ocean…its not the same kind of freedom in New York.” It was perfect reasoning to her, whether Chandi understood or not she couldn’t tell but at least she had explained herself.

Sprawling out in one of the seats she looked over at the person next to her, realizing it was John and he looked about as happy to be here as she did, “Our genius plan didn’t work, got any other ones?” She asked him in a hushed tone, “Its obvious we’re not physically getting away from these people, but we might as well cause havoc while we’re here.” Kei gave him an alarmingly Cheshire smile, trying to make the best of the situation.