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Vignettes / Re: Tytorian Vignettes
« Last post by Tytor on Today at 06:46:37 AM »Stuck in the Middle with You
Highway 26, West Crownlands
August 11, 2022
2:15 PM
Well I don't know why I came here tonight
I've got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs
The 2004 Tri-Star Viper convertible raced north along the seaside highway, top down. The Viper was Tri-Star Automotive's flagship sports car, comparable to the best foreign muscle car in a one-to-one match-up. 2004 was a particularly good model year across Tri-Star's whole line-up, and the Viper in particular had greatly profited by the company's burst of creativity that year.
Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am stuck in the middle with you
Of course, that wasn't terribly important to the occupants of the vehicle, all of whom were singing along to the song blaring from the radio. Mark was driving, which made sense as it was his car. Sitting shotgun to his left was Jeff, his best friend, who had his left arm sticking straight out the passenger side window.
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you
And I'm wondering what it is I should do
It's so hard to keep this smile from my face
Losing control, yeah I'm all over the place
In the backseat, behind Jeff, was Mark's girlfriend Kasumi, sunglasses on, long black hair flowing in the wind behind her. To her right, behind Mark, was Jeff's sister, Annie. Annie and Kasumi were dancing in time with the music.
Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am stuck in the middle with you
The afternoon sun glinted off the distant skyscrapers of Williamshaven, just visible ahead and off to the right, just beyond where the highway curved with the land and disappeared from view way off in the distance. Jeff's arm was pointed out toward the Kyne, which lay sprawled out like a deep blue blanket off toward the horizon beyond the cliffside.
When you started off with nothing
And you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawling
Slap you on the back and say
Please
Please
The road trip had been Mark's idea, really. It was a warm summer day, and the quartet had left his home around lunchtime. The remains of the burgers and fries they'd picked up at In-N-Out on the way out of town had been stuffed into the wastebasket on the floor in the backseat.
Trying to make some sense of it all
But I can see it makes no sense at all
Is it cool to go to sleep on the floor?
'Cause I don't think that I can take anymore
Mark fell silent as his friends kept up their singing. Kasumi was the daughter of Rokkenjiman immigrants who'd fled the Federal Republic back in the '90s, and while she'd been born in Tytor, her accent was still fairly distinct. Didn't stop her from singing at the top of her lungs, of course.
Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am stuck in the middle with you
Mark smiled. Kasumi really couldn't quite hit all the notes, but she still sang better than Jeff, who sounded more like a wounded buffalo than a human singer. Annie, though, had a great voice. She sang choir at high school.
When you started off with nothing
And you're proud that you're a self-made man
And your friends they all come crawling
Slap you on the back and say
Please
Please
It was bittersweet, really. This was likely the last time they'd all be able to all pile in Mark's car and go barreling down the highway without a care in the world. Jeff was going to be enlisting in the Marines at the end of the summer, and Mark and Kasumi were going to different universities. Annie, meanwhile, still had another year at high school ahead of her.
Well I don't know why I came here tonight
I've got the feeling that something ain't right
I'm so scared in case I fall off my chair
And I'm wondering how I'll get down the stairs
No use ruminating, though. Mark shook his head and started back in singing along with the others. Summer break wasn't going to end for another few weeks, so it was best to enjoy it while it lasted.
Clowns to the left of me
Jokers to the right
Here I am stuck in the middle with you
And, hey, who better to spend the rest of summer with than friends?
Yes I'm stuck in the middle with you
Stuck in the middle with you
Here I am, stuck in the middle with you
The 2004 Tri-Star Viper convertible continued on its merry way down the highway, top down, filled with friends who didn't have a care in the world right now. Life was good.