While I drove down the road,Matthew turned on the radio.I grinned in joy at the song that was on.
“Sugar,ahh honey honey.
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wantin' you,”

  "It's your song!"he cried,grinning back at me.
“Honey,ahh sugar sugar.
You are my candy girl
And you've got me wantin' you,”

  We both grinned as we passed tree after tree in the forest.
“I just can't believe the loveliness of lovin' you,”with the lyrics,he pointed at me and I laughed.

  Outside,thunder clouds rolled loudly,causing him to jump.
"Oh,you ruined the song!"I complained,switching the radio off.

"What?It's thunder!"he groaned.Just as he said that,we reached the gates of Camp Crystal Lake.
"We're here,"I told him,climbing out of the car and strolling to the boot of it.

  Opening the hatch up,I dragged Matthew's wheelchair put and scooted it to the passenger seat.
"Thanks," He blushed violently as I placed him into his wheelchair.

  He hasn't always needed his wheelchair,you see.Last year,he was in a car accident that made him unable to walk for at least five years.So far,he's filled a fifth if that time,almost two-fifths.

  "Martha!" Turning around,I smiled again.My best friend since childhood,Teri,embraced me tightly.
"Ter!" I hugged her black,her curly blonde hair in my face.
Fir a moment,we were happy.

  "Ladies?" We pulled apart to see who else was here.Willy winked at us and we burst into laughter,which he did too.
"I'm so sorry!I'm terrible!"he cried through his hysterical laughter.