Summer vacation had arrived and there wasn't much to do. Until you came up with the idea of a roadtrip , it didn't sound too bad.

You told Miles your idea and he agreed to come with you. Soon , your car was already loaded with the suitcases of both of you and you in the driver's seat starting the car.

Miles was in the passenger seat , with his feet up on the seat and drawing in his sketchbook. "So. . . Where are we going?" He asked while looking at you out of the corner of his eye.