Chapter 2: Setting up
"Where are we going to set up?" I asked. I had no idea where to set up because he invited me. I have no idea why he invited me either. I thought he liked alone time. I never expected this. He told me Namie was coming then when we got here said that she had a family emergency and couldn't come.
"I was thinking the clearing over there. It's away from anyone else who might come, and hidden so it's hard to find. Is that good?" He said. I didn't see a problem with that, so I just nodded, and we walked over.
"Um... do you need help Izaya?" I asked him. He was rapped in the tent, poles, and sleeping bags. How I do not know. Nor did I want to.
"No I'm fine Cristina." He said. Of course. He is too prideful to ask for help, or accept it. So I just walked over and untangled him.
"You've never done this before have you Izaya?" I asked. I already know the answer. I just wanted to hear him admit it. It might be mean, but... eh! What do I care? He would do the exact same thing to me.
"Yes." he mumbled. I knew it! He can't camp properly. So I set up the tent on my own. I put the sleeping bags down, put the food up high (in case of bears or raccoons), and started a fire to cook over.
"There. Done. That's how you set up for camping Izaya. Not how you were doing it. That was way off!" I laughed. It was just too funny. I couldn't help it. He started laughing too. I think I am the only one to ever hear him laugh a true, real, cheerful laugh. Another thing to add to the list of things I like about him. He let's me see the parts of him that no one else sees.