Today was the day. Today was the day. The day we were going to make camping history. Yep, you guessed it. FIELD TRIP!! I woke up, more excited then usual. I yawned cheerfully and looked around my small cabin. I looked to my left and saw my brothers still asleep as huge lumps in their beds.
Now that was not right. How could they still be sleeping?! I mean on a regular day I could understand. Heck I would probably be asleep my self! I decided on my huge, feather, filled pillow.
I crept slowly to Nate's bed, and got into attack mode.
"Wakey wakey Nateyyy!" I sang cheerfully as I started smacking him with the pillow. Mid-way through my next smack, my weapon was taken rudely from me by Nate.
And then he started to smack me.
"What" smack "the" smack "heck" smack "do you think you're doing?!" Nate yelled while hitting me.
"Ow!" I moaned. "Just trying to wake you up!" I replied cheerfully.
Nate grumbled something and then sat up in his bed. "Why?"
I froze. "You don't know what today is?"
Nate looked at me a little uneasily. "No…not really…" he quietly mumbled. His brows knit together as he tried to think what today was.
I dramatically sighed as he didn't come to any conclusions. "Dude. How could you forget Field Trip day?"
As soon as the words came out of my mouth, Nate looked at me weirdly and started to laugh. "You…woke me up… because today we have a fieldtrip?" He gasped trying to control his laughter.
I frowned. "It's not any fieldtrip… we are going to the world's largest meatball!" I exclaimed. Nate turned to me with a small smile.
"Alright, alright. You want to wake up Shane? Mind you he's not going to like it…" he trailed off.
I shrugged my shoulders. "I gotta bucket of water, a very loud electric guitar, and of course that pillow." I said. Nate laughed and handed me my pillow.
"Here. Smack him."
I happily took the pillow and walked over to Shane's bed. I jumped up on his bed, and started to smack him with my pillow.
No reaction.
"Wakey, wakey!" I smacked him a little more…
Nothing.
I sighed and threw the pillow back onto my bed. Was he dead or something? Nope he just snored…
Wait….he just snored! Ha wait 'till Mitch heard about this one!
"Uh Jason? You alright there?"
I snapped out my little trance and went back to the task at hand. Wake Shane.
"Nate!! It's" smack "not" smack "working!!" I whined and hugged my pillow in defeat.
Nate shook his head in disbelief and stood up. "K Jase… you might want to move a little…"
I got off the bed and stood against the back wall. Nate grabbed the bucket of water and cautiously walked towards Shane's sleeping form.
I heard the splash and plugged my ears right on time.
Atleast everyone knew Shane was awake now…