2 Lane

"What are your names?" The guy asked, and I looked at my friend's faces.
"I'm Greg."
"I'm Collin."
"I'm Tony."
"And I'm Lane." I answered last, and the guy smiled widely.
"Hey, my name's Lane too. I'll get you guys a ride home, and you can sneak in without them knowing you were gone." He winked, and I smiled. We all high-fived, and we turned to Lane. He lead us to his car, and we all climbed in. It had nice leather seats, and we were all silent.
"Whose house is first?" Lane asked, and Collin raised his hand. "Alright. Show me where it is." Lane said, turning on the radio but keeping it low. He sang lowly as Collin gave him directions. I listened to his voice, and it was smooth and deep. He pulled a carton of cigarettes out of his glove box and lit one, rolling down the window. We dropped off Collin, and I wanted to stay in the car with Lane. Tony got dropped off, and then Greg was dropped off too.
Lane looked at me, and I looked down. Even though we hadn't talked, I wanted to stay here.

Author's Note

The review box is just right down there where it's always been... :) Please give me a few pointers or something.