<strong>"Yes i took a right at the fork.. No i didn't miss the turn.. Yes I'm sure.. God damn it i know which side right is..Vivi im telling you..Vivi..Vivi..God fucking damn."</strong><br/><br/>Stephen kept cursing as moved around his immediate area looking for a signal, frustrated at the sudden ending of his call. After a few minutes of moving his Iphone around desperately, the young adult gave up the seemingly futile attempt and turned his attention back to the map that was spread out on top of the hood of his car. Stephen took the last poof of his cigarette and throw it on the ground, taking a deep breath to try and calm himself. Apparently the boy wonder was lost, having taken a left turn when he should have taken a right (though he would die before admitting it) and was now hunched over the map trying to understand where the hell he was.<br/><br/><strong>"God this thing is harder to understand then a shaquille o'neal interview."</strong>He said in anger as he picked up the map and throw it back into the car. He looked over his shoulder and looked around, seeing trees everywhere he looked. Stephen tried to see if he could find something that will tell him where he was but all he could see were trees and more trees, the same scenario he has been seeing for the last hour.<br/><br/>Stephen was riding in a  Lamborghini Reventon  (http://www.automobileupdates.com/wp-content/uploads/2010/08/Lamborghini-Reventon.jpg) That was a gift from his father for his eighteenth birthday about a month ago. He himself was dressed in a fine black V-neck T-shirt that had the words "Bad Ass" written in white on the back, slightly baggy, beige pants that stopped right below his knees and a pair of white Nike shoes. Stephen took off his custom made, Louis Vuitton sunglasses and gave them a wipe before placing them back over his eyes. He then opened the back door of his car and picked up the cramped map that he just moments before throw in and placed it inside the big bag that laid there. Stephen had no idea what was in the bag, his personal handmaid, Vivi, packed it for him. He didn't mind though, quite the opposite. Vivi was like a magician to him. He would give her money and tell her what he wanted done and she would make it so as quickly as possible.<br/><br/>Deciding that the best option he had was to keep driving, Stephen go back into the driver's seat and turn on the ignition, emitting a huge roar as the beast of a car came to life. The 18 years old boy hit the gas and in seconds was fly down the road again, moving at way past the speed limit of..well..Any area. But what of it. This was his vacation, and if he had to spend it in some crappy summer camp just because his father used his 'I'm the one who gives you money' card doesn't mean that he can't at least enjoy the ride there.<br/><br/>Just when Stephen was about to think that he will never find the place, a huge sign with the camp's name and an arrow appeared. Letting out a sigh of relief, Stephen turned his car to the gravel road and placed his foot on the break panel to slow his car down for fear that he would lose control. The boy arrived in the parking lot to see three different automobiles parked there and also spotted a few people standing near by talking. Stephen turned his car toward them and parked as close as he could and got out of the car slowly, leaving the bag in the back seat, and moved to join the group.<br/><br/>The first thing that Stephen saw as he walked up to the rest was the three joints that Donna was holding in her hand and just as that the look of annoyance and boredom passed from his face to be replaced with a huge grin.<br/><br/><strong>"Oh finally something good."</strong>Stephen said as he took one from Donna and lit it up, taking a big poof of smoke and holding it in for a few seconds before slowly letting the smoke out.<strong>"You guys won't believe what i just went through. This place is like a fucking maze, i thought i was never going to find you."</strong><br/><br/><strong>"I'm Stephen by the way."</strong><br/>