It was just gonna be another adventure for me and my buds. It took place at the beginning of my Junior year, I quit smoking weed on the first day of school. I just said, "Nah, fuck weed I am just gonna drink and that's all." So the weekend came around and my friends and I decided to go camping in the hills around Lake Herman. I was three of my friends Pankey, Stephen, Ryan and me. We grabbed a military tent Pankey's brother had. We took our skateboards, our sleeping bags and a fifth of vodka. We were set. We got out there a little before dark and we were just in the hills behind Community Park. The military tent was really confusing and it was getting dark so we propped it up with the poles, a tree, and our skateboards. We crawled in and the sun went down. We started drinking and I have no sense of time from this point on, but we only had about three shots left in the bottle and we were all pretty drunk but me and Pankey drank way more so we were on another level. Then Stephen decided he wanted to walk to Superstop to get some cigs. So we left our tent and we just brought the bottle. No one wanted any more so as I walked across the grassy field I was sippin' the bottle. There was just a little left and I was cool off it so I asked the crew who wanted the ass of the bottle and Pank grabbed it, chugged it, and dropped it. Then he took a few steps and puked. We laughed and jumped away from him. He stood up and said he was good and we kept walking. When we got to Rose Drive we saw a group of kids across the street creebling in the bushes on this hill that leads up to houses. I yelled, "Ski-yee!" and we heard a "Yee!" As we walked towards this group of hooligans, familiar faces were popping up. There was Chris and Tony, two friends of ours. They were mobbing in a crew of about seven. They were out tying T.P. from pole to pole watching cars drive through it. So we said we would play for a little while. Someone had an idea of making a chain of us across the street mooning the next car and we wouldn't move 'till they stop and honk. So we have this group of mooners. I was hammered, a car was coming and someone said it was a cop. Stephen took off into the bushes and someone said it wasn't a cop so it was just me and this kid I didn't know that was hella drunk too. As the car pulled up, I realized that it was a cop so I pulled up my pants and pushed the other kid and yelled, "It's the police!" All the kids on the sidewalk ran up into the bushes. A second police car pulled up. Seconds later an officer got on the loud speaker and said, "Come out or we're sending in the dogs!" No one moved, then all we heard was barking coming up the hill behind us. Everyone scattered in different directions. Without thinking I ran to the top, hopped the fence into the backyard, ran through the back door of a house and straight into a bedroom and jumped under the bed. Then I was like, "WTF am I doing?" As I climbed out from under the bed, a group of kids came in and the lights went off. I was scared for a split second, but then I heard Tony's voice and I knew it was the same crew we ran into. Everyone was chatting and peeping out the windows. I felt so lost, all my good buddies i was campin with weren't in the room. I asked whos house I was in and it turned out to be my friend Chris's house. I thanked him for letting me hideout for a min but i had to go back out and find my brothers even if it meant pulling off a rescue mission. As I stepped out the side door walking slowly towards the front of the house and the street, I see Pankey running pas the house down the street and I YELL Pankey! he flips around runs back towards me i see two police cars at the top of the street cruising slowly down the street shining their lights into front yards. So wee book it back through the side of the house and hop the back fence. We sit there in the bushes where it all started trying to call are other two friends Ryan and Stephan. We know were not safe there cuz every few mins a police passes by shining his lights up into the bushes. So the only thing we thought to do was make it back to the campsite and hope they were there. The plan was next cop to pass out of site we book it for the campsite and whatever happens we keep running and dont lead the police back to the campsite if we get followed loose them. So once the cop passed we charged down the hill, cross rose, through the parking lot, through community park, across the baseball field and crashed at the base of the hills, caught are breathe, trekked up the hills and found are campsite with are tent collapsed. Are friends were not there, we sat for a second to take everything in. we saw from a distance that the police were still searching the yards. We had a feeling are friends would be ok, we were all drunk ninjas that night. Pankey and I were so drained after this journey that we said to hell with the tent pulled out the four sleeping bags layed them on the tent and passed out under the stars.
