Marcia had to run to keep up with Savannah, Pamela, and Carrie as they mingled with the crowd of girls anxious to get to the main boardwalk. The crowd immediately thinned out as groups of girls ran to rides, stores, snack carts, and of course, the endless line of beer taps lining the island. Savannah waved for the others to join her by a bench, “okay ladies, what’s first?” Marcia wanted nothing more than to explore the island, but she felt like she should stick with them, should the worst happen to them. The girls gabbed about the various amenities the island had to offer, but Marcia was stuck in her own mind, ‘what kind of place just lets teenagers go nuts?’ ‘Who’s running this place?’ ‘There doesn’t seem to be anything bad happening, other than girls just being total jack.. “Marcia,” Pamela called, snapping Marcia to the group, which had left, “come on, we’re gonna get some drinks.”
Marcia followed the girls to one of the beer stands on the boardwalk. The line was short since there were over 15 taps dispensing a seeming unlimited amount of beer. Marcia watched as the girls filled up their cups and quickly gulped them down. “Here Marcia,” Carrie laughs, her face full of foam,” try it, it’s good.” Marcia smiles and accepts the small plastic cup. She looks at it and smells it, but it doesn’t seem abnormal. Marcia then takes a small sip. ‘Not bad,’ she thought, ‘but I’ve had better.’ Even though she found the beer sub par, it didn’t stop her from finishing it off, nor the next few rounds the girls had.
“Come on, lets hit some of the rides,” Savannah shouts and starts walking away from the group. The girls are all quick to follow with Marcia right behind them. They got in line for one of the larger coasters, and watched as it roared over their heads and spun around. The girls in line were all laughing as it moved quickly up to the cars. Marcia couldn’t help but giggle along with them, she was definitely feeling a little bit buzzed from the beer.
It finally got to be their turn and the girls boarded the car. The ride was thrilling and nauseating. The girls got off, nearly ready to puke from the turns. “I think that was enough for a bit,” Pamela gulps. “Hey, how about that, that looks cool,” Savannah points. They all look over at a small ranch style home that is open for destruction.