Nobody cared that I was slightly claustrophobic. They cared that we got to house of mirrors on time. I was squished in the backseat of the stuffy car. Sarah to my left,Kassie to my right, and Bethany sitting right on me. I could barely breathe. David had called shotgun, and Fara, he was the driver. They all giggled as my face probably turned an impossible shade of purple.Why else would they be laughing? “We’ll be trippinnnggg yeahh!” Kassie exclaimed. Obviously a drug virgin. Excited, huh?What must Acid be like when taken in mirror maze?. Fara looked back, his face, one that faked responsibility well, like he was doing now. “Now, Kassie, be a good girl. you get to be one of the people that have all the fun while I have to stay sober” he pasted an expression of sadness on. But in his eyes you could still see a glint of excitement. He couldn’t wait to see us all freak out and laugh at us. He was 24 and still hadn’t grown up, while the rest of us were 18 to 19.The car pulled up to our destination.