Treason is Very Beautiful, chapter 4

I woke up later. It was still dark outside. I wiped my nose and blinked. Sheena was nearly asleep at the wheel. I smacked her on the back of the head. "What the fuck?! " she said, quickly glancing at me, "Oh, it's just you."
"Yep. Just me."
"What did you do that for?"
"You were almost asleep."
"Oh."
"What time is it?"
She looked at her watch.
"About 2:30 in the morning."
"Oh. I think we need gas."
She looked at the meter.
"Holy shit! . Thanks for reminding me!"

Katt and Kevin stirred awake. "We're stopping?" Kevin asked, rubbing his eyes.
"Mhmm."
"Good, 'cause I've gotta pee."
"Ew."

I looked out the windshield. There were no buildings in sight. "Uhhh, Sheena?" I said, raising an eyebrow.
"Yeah?"
"I was just wondering... Where the fuck are we?!"
"Shit, you don't have to yell. I know where we are."
"Where? "
"Ummm..."

I rolled my eyes and sat back down. Sheena turned on the radio and turned the volume up all the way. She sang along to it. I rolled my eyes again. I should stop. I mean, I don't want my eyes to fall out.

It was about another hour before we saw lights up ahead. It was a truck station. We turned into it. The radio was still blaring.

We all got out, and Sheena started pumping the gas. I went off where no one could see me with my booksack. I grabbed the carton of cigarettes out as Katt and Kevin walked inside. Sarah came out a minute later and ran a hand through her hair. Her eyeliner was smeared.

A car skidded into the parking lot. I raised an eyebrow. Two guys wearing overalls got out. "Hey, Clem!" one of them said.
"Yeah, Earl?"
"Looks like we got us a bus here!"

I stamped out the cigarette and walked out of the shadows. "Hey!" I yelled, "Get the hell away from it. "Ooh!" Clem said, "And just what are you gonna do about it, Little Missy?" I was mad. No one, and I mean no one calls me "Little Missy."

I lifted my fists. I feel so stupid right now. What the hell am I doing? They each pulled out a gun. I put my fists down. Okay, maybe someone can get away with calling me that just this once.

"We don't like yo' music," Earl said. "Yeah," Clem said, "It's just a little... Irritatin'."
"You play it too loud."
"You could turn it down just a little."
"You see, we don't like your kind around here."
"Not at all."

Katt and Kevin walked out. "Whoah!" Kevin said. I don't know what they were thinking, but they started running for the bus. "Stop right thar!" Clem said, pointing his gun at them. They stopped.

"Ima ask ya one more time," Earl said, "Turn yo' goddamn radio off. " "No," I said," And what are you gonna do about it? Faggot."

They were pissed. They both fired off their guns at Katt and Kevin. They dropped to the ground. "Oh my God!" I screamed. Clem and Earl drove off. Sheena, Sarah, and I ran to their bodies lying on the ground. It was no use. They were already dead.

Sarah and Sheena started to cry. I didn't. There was no use for it. Crying won't bring them back. Nothing will.