The Picnic By Jordyn White
The Picnic The night was oddly bright. Although midnight, the moon peeked from behind the curtains of clouds surrounding everything within the sky. One blanket lay beneath them, a basket with picnic food between the couple stargazing at the wild sky in amazement. But they weren’t a couple, not yet at least. Corey Taylor was a sheepish boy of seventeen with a crush. Samantha Sanders was a boisterous girl of sixteen with a friend. (See the problem here?) Their strings simply were not fated to cross, at least not in their current lifetimes. It was a sheer spur of the moment decision to come out to the ridge tonight, or so Samantha thought. Corey had been planning this night for years. She was Juliet to his Romeo, and he was finally going to make a move on the girl he’d been eyeing for years. Of course Samantha had agreed to sneak out-she was, after all, a boisterous girl of sixteen. Corey had packed the bag...