"What are you doing here, Serena?!"
"The same thing you are," Serena mumbled.
A long, high-pitched cackling came over the microphone that was attached to the hidden camera. Four-THREE more followed.
"We've been waiting for this for soooo long! I don't know how long we could stand it," Andrew laughed.
"ANNNDDREEW LET ME OUT!! You can leave Darien in here, but let ME out," Serena whined, very loudly might I add.
"We're not letting you out until-"
"We're not letting you out for a long time," Mina broke in.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHA," Andrew laughed, and then fell over and snorted for a while.
The hours went crawling by, and Darien and Serena were sitting at the opposite ends of the room, either glaring at each other, looking around the room, or rummaging through their bags.
"How long do they expect us to be in here? There's a shower and a toilet, and a REFRIGERATOR!!! FOOD," Serena shouted.
Darien pulled at the back of her shirt and said "No food intake until meal time."
"They said I could have a snack, and by the moon, I'm gonna get one."
He let go of her shirt, and she fell facedown onto the floor.
"WHAAA!!"
"Oops, sorry, Meatball Head."
"You are SO annoying. I need to think up a mean nickname for you." Five minutes went by, and Serena shouted "Pig-Headed JERK."
"What was that for?"
"That's you're nickname."
"Oh, that's a good one. I'm really hurt, Meatball Head," Darien said
sarcastically, and pulled a science book out of his suitcase.
"You were gonna read THAT on VACATION?!"
"Yes. I don't want to get behind in school."
"Well, I didn't bring a book, except maybe my manga. Besides, school is out. No one else is studying, except maybe Amy. But that's her hobby," Serena said and stuck her tongue out at him.
"Baby."
"Jerk."
"Snot."
"Brat."
"Lazy bum."
"Pig-headed JERK!"
"MEATBALL HEAD!"
"The same thing you are," Serena mumbled.
A long, high-pitched cackling came over the microphone that was attached to the hidden camera. Four-THREE more followed.
"We've been waiting for this for soooo long! I don't know how long we could stand it," Andrew laughed.
"ANNNDDREEW LET ME OUT!! You can leave Darien in here, but let ME out," Serena whined, very loudly might I add.
"We're not letting you out until-"
"We're not letting you out for a long time," Mina broke in.
"BWAHAHAHAHAHA," Andrew laughed, and then fell over and snorted for a while.
The hours went crawling by, and Darien and Serena were sitting at the opposite ends of the room, either glaring at each other, looking around the room, or rummaging through their bags.
"How long do they expect us to be in here? There's a shower and a toilet, and a REFRIGERATOR!!! FOOD," Serena shouted.
Darien pulled at the back of her shirt and said "No food intake until meal time."
"They said I could have a snack, and by the moon, I'm gonna get one."
He let go of her shirt, and she fell facedown onto the floor.
"WHAAA!!"
"Oops, sorry, Meatball Head."
"You are SO annoying. I need to think up a mean nickname for you." Five minutes went by, and Serena shouted "Pig-Headed JERK."
"What was that for?"
"That's you're nickname."
"Oh, that's a good one. I'm really hurt, Meatball Head," Darien said
sarcastically, and pulled a science book out of his suitcase.
"You were gonna read THAT on VACATION?!"
"Yes. I don't want to get behind in school."
"Well, I didn't bring a book, except maybe my manga. Besides, school is out. No one else is studying, except maybe Amy. But that's her hobby," Serena said and stuck her tongue out at him.
"Baby."
"Jerk."
"Snot."
"Brat."
"Lazy bum."
"Pig-headed JERK!"
"MEATBALL HEAD!"