A/N: Well, after much, much procrastination (almost 3 years of it) I have finally done something to get my story somewhere. If you guys were waiting or not waiting at all, it’s here.

Dedication: For all those who have hope in something, may it help you find your way home.

~Epilogue~

“I’ll see you there, okay?”  I said as I softly kissed my boyfriend.
“Okay,” He ran his finger through the top of my long, jet-back, pin straight hair. “I’m gonna beat you.” He added while changing his expression to a malicious, cocky grin.
“You’re so modest.” I squeaked sarcastically. I looked into his bright orange eyes. His spiky, bleach blond hair started waving with a low gust of wind. Around here in the desert wind is quite unusual in summer. Instead of feeling refreshing and cool, the air felt moist and sticky.  He just nodded and agreed with me.
“I’m going to miss you.” He said sweetly, which made my insides feel like they’re melting into a warm puddle of goo. His eyes turned into the innocent ones of little animals as he stared up at me.
“I’ll miss you too.” The time seemed to stop around us. Everything was perfect for a moment until—
“Oy! Abi!”  I wanted to kill the owner of that voice right then and there. But, I could never kill her.
“What do you want, D?” I shouted back at one of my best friends.
“Are we doing this or what?!” another voice shouted at me. This voice belonged to Desi, D’s twin sister.
“Yeah, I’m coming!” I shouted back, there was no real need to shout, we were eight feet away from each other. “See you at the check point, loser.” I mock Lucien before I jump off his truck and walk to mine. I get in start the engine and counted down loudly, “Three—Two—One!” and simultaneously eight solar-powered trucks sped off into the desert. Four trucks going one way, four in the other. Each one of us is driving a solar-powered truck with an eight hour energy reserve courtesy of Naomi, the genius of the group. And the best thing is she’s only fifteen.
“Hey Abi!” the radio in the car yells at me. Startled, I jump, and start to look around for the microphone.
“Yeah?” I answer the eager voice on the other side.
“Where’s our first stop?” D asks me, I can see her truck go behind mine, intercepting Naomi.
“As soon as we see people!” I answer back kind of aggravated, couldn’t the see that I was trying to narrate, here?!
“That might take days!” Naomi pipes in.
“I’m with the genius on this one!”  Desi agreed.
“Yeah!” D said before I could answer.
“Can y’all shut up? You know the plan; as soon as we see a town we stop and pretend we’re nomads. Or wanderers or whatever our lie is for that day. We go into bars and hotels and what not and ask the girls to join us, but remember, we can only ask the girls that look like they’ve had enough and are ready to quit.  The ones that look absolutely miserable. And we do it in a hush manner, too! We don’t want the government finding out that we’re raising an army! Got it?” I asked. We had been over this a thousand and three times and the boys were looking for boys to gather as we spoke.
“Copy that!”
“Yes ma’am!”
“Yeah!”
“Okay great! Now let’s get me some people!”