Okay, shortest chapter ever but hey! At least I'm finally updating! This tiny little chapter is dedicated to all the gals on facebook who are being constant reminders of how lazy an author I am, and to Pessimistic Vampire who gave me the best compliment an author can ever get! (In my book at least)
Mary-Lynette sat in the corner of the campsite, pale as a sheet and rocking back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth, back and forth…
"What's up with Mare?" Quinn whispered to Ash.
"How the hell am I supposed to know? I can't read her mind!" Ash replied.
Poppy raised an eyebrow at him. "Yes, you can Dingo-head!"
"Dingo-head?" The two men spoke simultaneously.
"Eye be an Australian, ducky!" She yelled in an insane accent.
James sighed, got up from his seat, picked Poppy up and threw her over his shoulder, then marched off.
Gillian scrunched up her eyebrows from her seat on Morgead's lap. "Is there something in the water that makes us more crazy?"
There was a splash and Poppy screamed, James walked back, rubbing his hands together.
"Goddess, I hope not…"
…
"Right!" Jeff shouted. "Seeing as everyone seems to have forgotten that we're meant to be building team work, we're going to single out the people who've stayed on their own and they'll do special tasks!"
"Thea!"
"I tried! I really tried!" Thea cried as she walked in the general direction Jeff was pointing in.
"Delos!"
"Pathetic, puny, promiscuous…" He grumbled.
"Promiscuous…?"
Maggie shrugged, "He was raised by a dictionary."
"A bad dictionary…" Quinn grumbled.
"Gillian!"
Gillian looked, wide eyed, to her "brother" who hissed. "How can she make friends when she cannot speak?"
"This isn't a punishment, James." Jeff replied.
"Keller!"
Keller shrugged and left.
"And Galen!"
Galen grinned and ran off after Keller, who groaned quietly.
Jeff turned to go, but David's yell stopped him.
"Can I go too? I can translate for Jill!"
"Uh, sure…" Jeff replied.
David eagerly ran off and Jeff looked back at the remaining teenagers.
"Gee, that boy has it bad…" Ash murmured to Rashel. James growled.
"Do not speak of my sister in that way…"
"Why not?" Ash exclaimed. "She's a hot sixteen year old!"
James gave him the death glare, Ash shot up and ran away.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! ANGRY RUSSIAN!"
The "I can't read her mind!" thing actually happened to me when my so-best-she's-practically-my-sister-or-wife best friend was upset and everyone kept asking me what's wrong with her, I said "I can't read her mind!" they said "Yes you can!" But they didn't throw me in the lake, and I didn't try to be Australian and end up English! Cuz I'm already English! XDDD
Thanks for reading and I'm sorry for taking so long to write so little!
