After another thirty minutes the three teenagers braved the night's cold wind. As they walked along, Blaine and Greg pointed to buildings, telling Abbey what they were and what they were used for. They explained jobs, wake-up times, showdowns, the journal and town meetings. "Ok, one question. How do we brush our teeth?" Greg and Blaine looked at each other and burst into laughter. "I'm serious! We weren't allowed to bring any brushes or toothpaste". Abbey said as she watched the two boys laugh at her. "No, we know it's just-this is gonna be funny". Greg told Abbey. He put his arm round her shoulders and led her over to the Blue boys bunk. Abbey and Greg waited outside whilst Blaine got some things. He came out with a container of bi-carb soda and a flask of water. "This is all you'll need". Blaine said, handing her the powder. "Scoop a bit out on your finger, open your mouth and start brushing". Blaine said. Abbey took the water flask and poured a tiny bit into her mouth. She opened the container of bi-carb and dipped her finger in. She pulled it out and placed it in her mouth. She tried moving the powder around her mouth but the taste and texture was awful. "Shit". She spat out the bi-carb soda and water. "Eww!" The two boys laughed at her as she spat out as much as she could before reaching for the water. Abbey tipped back her head and poured some water into her mouth. She swished it around and gargled before spitting it on the ground and proceeded to wipe her mouth. "That's rank". She said to whoever was listening. Blaine patted her on the back. "Welcome to Bonanza". "Ah, come on. We'll take you to your bunk". Greg said, taking the water and container from her. They walked back in the other direction. Abbey walked slowly beside them, spitting stuff out along the way. They got to the girls bunk and said goodnight. Abbey went inside and the boys walked back to their bunk. "She's hot". Blaine said. Greg nodded slightly as he looked back at the girls bunk. He smiled before turning around.
Abbey put her rucksack with the rest of her belongings and changed into her pyjamas. They were red tartan pants and a matching white singlet with a cartoon westie on it, wearing a red tartan collar. Underneath it was written Gus. It reminded her of her own dog, Fergus. She washed her face and combed the bits of white food from her hair before she snuggled up inside her sleeping bag and drifted off to sleep.