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her frown. I guess I’ll have to get used to girls frowning when they hear I’m gone.
    “Why?” I straighten and hold my stick in front of me for balance.
    “Because I’m ready for a change. New scenery, new life. Now excuse me Jaz, but I’m in the middle of a game.” She huffs and walks away.
    “Rita!” I shout. She was a second mother to me, more like a first really. She’s pretty buff, pretty and about 5’6. Her long black hair is always in a ponytail.
    She approaches me with a smile and gives me a big hug. She’s intimidating when you first meet her. But I love her “I don’t give a shit” attitude.  “You know I’m going to miss the shit out of you, Noah.”
    “Same here, Ri. Maybe I’ll come back someday, just to give you hell.” She laughs.
    “I’ll gladly welcome it.” Her smile is warm and meets her eyes. “I’m proud of you for taking such a big step. You need to see what else is out there for you. This world is too big to not be experienced. Just be careful on that long ass drive. Don’t you dare fall asleep behind the wheel.” She points her finger sternly.
    “I’ll be careful, promise.” I take a shot and miss the 3. “Well, that sucks.” I go back to my stool and plop down, lighting up a cigarette. I only smoke when I drink which I hope to kick both habits in Colorado. I’m hoping to make many changes there.
    “So how did it go with Kasey?” Spencer sits beside me, drinking a beer. I take a swig of mine.
    “Oh, well she’s fucking crazy.”
    “You just now realize that?” He shakes his head, amused.
    “Yeah, well I was blind, what can I say? I’ve seen the light.” Spencer hoots and punches my shoulder. “She asked to come along, to Colorado.” He stops laughing and raises a brow in surprise.
    “Are you serious? Wow, she really is crazy.” I nod. “She really got it bad for you, my friend.” My eyes narrow but I shrug. “Shots on me!” He says to the bar.
    “Oh fuck, I can’t do any tonight. I have to hit the road tomorrow.” He grins with mischief. All the guys come over to the table, obviously in it for the free drinks. My conscious keeps telling me what a bad idea this is. Just one shot, I’ll only do one. No more.
    “Hey, No-Uh it’s your shot!” Spencer blurts out sarcastically. I can tell he’s buzzed, maybe on his way to screwed. Looks like I’m taking his ass home. I hit two balls in and the guys howl. I’m pretty far from buzzed and I better keep it that way.
    After missing a shot, I sit back down and scan the bar, knowing this will be the last time I’ll see this place and these people. For a while at least. It’s so strange to think I’m moving. I was supposed to move after graduation, but it wasn’t to another state. Just another town and with someone. Yeah, that didn’t happen. My cheeks get hot and I quickly focus on something else. The waitress brings our shots to the table. “Hey, the shots are here.” I yell to Spencer. He walks over to me, or shall I say, staggers to the table.
    “Okay, everyone, get a shot.” He slurs but everyone, including me, picks up a shot glass and waits for further directions. This should be interesting. “This is Noah’s last night here. My best friend is ditching me. However, I’m hoping he fulfills his destiny of becoming a stripper or something cool like that.” Yeah, he needs to shut up now. “Maybe he’ll become a monk.” Everyone laughs and I just gape at him. Although at the rate I’m going, that is more likely my future. “No, seriously…to Noah.” He lifts his glass to me, “I hope your new start is everything you hope it’d be. You deserve to be happy.”
    “Here, here.” Everyone says as they tip their glasses back. I nod in Spencer’s direction, appreciative of his sentimental, albeit a little ridiculous toast. Stripper, really? If I were looking for that, I’d just keep my ass here. New York is perfect for stripping. I guess it’s the thought that counts. Everyone goes