A small van slowly made its way across the countryside. It's blue and lime paint job was fading, giving it an almost ghostly appearance in the dim street lights. It's owners didn't really mind it. Partly because they liked the worn aesthetic, but mostly because they didn't really have the money to repaint it.

David Bronzcert swallowed a mouthful of an overly stuffed sandwich.
"Are you sure you guys don't want one?" He asked. He was momentarily distracted by a drop of mustard falling onto his faded and green shirt.

Riley Du Vagnr looked over the back of the front three chairs into the space in the back of the van where David currently resided. He wiped one of his glasses lenses with the sleeve of his orange sweater, taking a closer look at the sandwich.
"What exactly is it?"

David opened the sandwich. "I don't entirely remember." He squinted at its contexts. "I think it's....well that looks like some ham, lettuce, peanut butter... Chocolate sauce?"

A figure curled up in the back corner of the van jerked awake. The girl sat up, wheeling around.
"Rochlate rauce?"
Genieve Weasly spat a large lock of her curly ginger hair from her mouth. Her orange fringe was still covering her eyes, pinned down by the hood of her brown and black hoodie.
"Sorry." She said, yawning. "Did you say chocolate sauce?"

David shrugged. "I think so. Do you want some?"

Genieve shrugged, and David handed her the other half of his sandwich.

Riley didn't react for a moment. He just stared at the pair of gingers in the back of the van with a mixture of amazement and disgust.
"I am surrounded by weirdoes."
He turned back around, opening his book again.
"Complete and utter weirdoes."

The driver of the van, Nick Silvermane, ignored the conversation. He had eventually learned to tune out to most of the arguments between Riley and David, especially concerning food. He glanced down at his girlfriend Jenny, who was sleeping on his shoulder. Her blonde hair cascaded down the side of her heart shaped face, and onto the shoulders of her purple cardigan. His eyes snapped back to the road at the sound of police sirens.

Nick cursed under his breath. He wasn't technically allowed to be driving at his age. He rolled down the window as the officer approached.

"You got your licence there buddy?" The man said, scratching a large bushy moustache. Nick nodded, pulling out his learners permit. He hadn't planned on how to deal with this when the group was discussing their road trip. He bit his lip as the officer raised an eyebrow.
"Right... And you've got an experienced driver there with you?"

Before Nick could answer, David flung himself into the front seat, knocking into Jenny, who awoke with a start.
"Yes sir, he does indeed, officer..." David looked at the man's name badge as held out his own license. "Officer Shay. I thought I'd let him drive for a spell."

The officer looked from David, to the license, then back at David. The moonlight streaming through the window caught on the ginger fuzz on his unshaven chin.
"Well, I guess all is in order then. Where are you kids going anyway?"

Nick was staring at David astounded, before Jenny poked him in ribs.
"Oh, uh right. Well we're heading up to visit some friends in Canada, we were thinking we'd stop in the next town over for the night."

Officer Shay frowned at them. "Listen to me kid. You turn this van around, you go back to the last town, and you take the route around the coast."

Riley leant forward to look at the policeman. "That'll add at least two days to our trip!"

Officer Shay leant through the window. "It's worth it. Just whatever you do, don't go through Sleepy Hollow."
He stood back. "Have a good drive."
Officer Shay got back into his car, turned off the lights, and drove back down the road opposite them.

The five teenagers stated out the window. Or at least four of them, Genieve sat in the back and ate the rest of Davids sandwich.

"First question." Nick said. "How the hell do you have a propped license? We're the same age."

David scrambled into the back, and frowned at the crumbs littering his plate.
"Well I look older then I am, and the driving school where I grew up was really lenient, and we kinda had a really good family friend that was an instructor there... So... Yeah..."

Riley rolled his eyes. "So you dumb lucked, and cheated your way through getting a license."

David shrugged. "Well I passed all the tests with flying colours..."

Jenny cleared her throat. "Anyway. Nick, second question?"

Nick nodded at her. "Right. What's wrong with Sleepy Hollow?" He kicked the van into gear and continued along the road.

Genieve leant forward, a mouthful of food. "The Headless Horseman. Duh."

Jenny looked back at her. "You're not being serious."

David leant against the wall. "Officer Shay certainly was."

Nick shook his head. "Headless Horseman or not, we're going to Sleepy Hollow."

David and Genieve groaned from the back seat, Jenny curled back up on Nicks shoulder, and Riley put in a set of earplugs and began listening to music while he read. The van started again, and the five teens continued on their road trip.