Last Ones Standing

AN: This one is for NightWolf!

Tell the taxi driver pull up over there
Sprint down the street and we don't pay the fare

When you suggested that we do something tonight, I had no idea that this was what you had in mind. Here we are, on the last night we will ever have together, and we're jumping out of a taxi. I think we just gave that poor driver a heart attack. Before you jumped, I asked you if you were sure about this. The smile on your beautiful face was my answer.

In the morning we will go our separate ways, and it is more than likely we won't see each other until our ten-year reunion, but for tonight we are here, together. For tonight we have each other. So I don't care that we just did something illegal.

I don't care that we did something stupid. As the preacher's son, I've never really did anything crazy before. Might as well get in a little teenage rebellion before I move across country and have to be a responsible adult.

We're on the run
And I'm about to lose it
Shes like a gun
And she ain't afraid to use it

You're crazy tonight. You let your hair down and its blowing in the wind as we run down the street where everyone said they'd be waiting for us. For once, I'm going along with your harebrained idea without questioning a thing.

We'll catch our very last train
Light our very last flames
And we'll knock it all back and forget our names
Cause it's our last night
And it's one last fight
We're the last ones
The last ones standing

All the cliques and little groups are gone for tonight. Enemies become friends for this brief period of time. This is it. We've spent the past four years in the same building together, we walked by each other in the halls, and until now none of us had ever really spoken to each other. The Jocks are mingling with the Nerds and the Drama Department Chics are currently having a civil conversation with the Skater Boys. Any other day we would have sent them to the nurse, but the status quo doesn't exist anymore.

Go tell the waitress, we'll have 2 rum and cokes
Ask for the bill and then we'll split when she goes
Out the fire exit wearing some strangers coat
We'll sing it out til we're sore in the throat

Somebody brought drinks, someone brought hot dogs, and getting a fire going isn't that hard with former Boy-scouts in our midst. It's a small town, and there are maybe forty of us gathered around the flames. Who'da thought we'd make it this far. I certainly didn't. Somebody starts singing and it isn't long until we all join in.

This ain't childs play like pass the parcel or
Build a castle, jus a couple of rascals who
Go harder, live faster
Fight til the end like Jason's Argonauts
Cause lifes a carnival
There's no reason, motives marginal
Don't care if we're cold and starvin
We'll still be laughin when...

We're sitting there in that tree, not very high off the ground but still high enough to see over our classmates' heads. The limb is just big enough for two, as long as we sit close together. Even though the tree is still standing, it is clearly dead and has no leaves, so we are able to look up at the stars. You point this out to me, and I watch as you tilt your head back to stare at the twinkling lights. When you look at me and ask what I am staring at, I can't answer. I'm to caught up in the way your eyes are shining and the moonlight is kissing your skin to care. All we've got left is tonight. This is my last thought as I say, “To hell with it.” and my lips touch yours.

We're on the run
And I'm about to lose it
Shes like a gun
And she ain't afraid to use it

It's sweet and slow and messy, and it feels like an eternity when we finally break apart even though it's only been a few seconds. My heart is racing and I'm panting slightly, and I lean in again when...Crack! My head flies back when you hit me across the face, and as I turn back I stare at you in confusion.

“You always wait until the last possible moment, you idiot!” you hiss at me before dragging me to you again. I sigh softly, and tune out the cat calls that are shouted in our direction as the others notice that we are...otherwise occupied.

I pull back gently and let my eyes say what my mouth can't. We've only got tonight.

I know. You reply. “Let's make it last.”

We'll catch our very last train
Light our very last flames
And we'll knock it all back and forget our names
Cause it's our last night
And it's one last fight
We're the last ones
The last ones standing

We're the last ones to leave.

We're on the run