However long it takes: Chapter 3 *Argg. Argg?!*
Authors Notes: How did everyone like that last, little, very short chapter? ^.^ I promise, this one is longer. And sorry for the long wait...I wasn't doing too well in Math class. Why do we have to have math? There should be a law that says that it's harmful to children's health. And it is too! Have fun! Keep emailing me. Thanks mina, and keep reading. Here it goes:
"Why do you have to fight," came a loud, growl over the microphone.
"Why do you have to butt in? This is none of your business Andrew, so go away!"
"Such rough language," Andrew said sarcastically. "Are you sure that you want-"
"SHUT UP, ANDERW!" Darien shouted, then stared at his book, a little tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"Darien, I'm surprised. Serena, are you sure you want-"
"SHUT UP, ANDREW!" Serena whined, and looked at her nails.
"This is fun! We get to actually see you two meek and embarrassed.
Darien lost it. He got up and punched the screen which he had found by looking at the wall and looking for an enormously large head floating in midair above the bathtub...
Needless to say, the screen broke and from the other side of the storage room, their prison, came a loud curse.
Also needless to say, Darien got a bunch of glass in his hand.
"What did you do that for," Serena cried. "You are so stupid!" Serena got up and ran to the mini-refrigerator. She pulled some ice out of the freezer and wrapped it a towel. Then she got some tweezers and gently started to pull the small pieces of glass out.
"Are you certified?"
"Shut up, Darien. I got a C plus in first aid if you need to know."
"Well, that makes me feel better."
"Darien, if you don't stop being sarcastic, I'm going to slap you. Got it?"
"Yes, ma'am," he said meakly, and she glared at him.
Darien thanked Serena quickly and then secretly began to rewrap his bleeding hand.
He then went back to reading his 'interesting' book. But what he was really doing, was watching the slightly crazy girl across the room from him.
Serena didn't seem to be enjoying herself, and he wondered why...Not seriously, but he wondered if he could make her smile.
What was wrong with the crazy lunatic with jet black hair, the jerk. How stupid do you have to be to punch a t.v. screen, and NOT get a bleeding hand out of the deal?? What an idiot! Now what's he doing?! What is he looking at?
"What are you doing? Are you_high_or something?"
"Whoa! Where'd that come from??"
"Well what do you think? You're staring at something and you look really weird."
"Well, I'm not. What are you reading?"
"None of your business."
"Fine then. I was just trying to strike up a conversation."
Serena walked over to the refrigerator, pulled out a soda and poured it on him. He squished up, and made a face that was rather sour.
Darien growled, and got another can of soda, and dumped it on Serena.
"Auuughh!!! What was that?? Do you know how long it will take me to wash my hair?? You are in for it now, buster! You are so dead. You had better stay on that side of the room, or you'll find that your hand is not the only thing that will be bleeding."
A few hours later, they heard a crackling noise. Serena looked up from the edge of the bathtub, and her soapy, wet hair dripped all over the floor.
"What's that noise?"
"It's probably just Andrew trying to annoy me."
Serna leaned back over the tub and continued washing her hair. Two minutes later Andrews voice came over the speaker.
"How are our favorite little friends?"
"Go away Andrew. Do like to torture people??"
"No, just you two. It's a lot of fun seeing people squeamish and up tight. It's even more fun when they seem to really like eachother."
"WHAT?? What are you talking about? I can't STAND him! And I bet he can't stand me!"
"If you don't leave now, Andrew, I will personally knock your brains out when I get out of here."
"By the way, how long are we going to be in here for?"
"For however long it takes."
"For what?"
"You figure that one out," he said, and cut the connection.
"I wonder what that meant."
"I have no idea," Darien said, but somewhere inside, he knew that Andrew meant to keep him locked in there with Serena until he told her he liked her.
*Two hours later(approx. 10:30 P.M.)*
"Argggg," Darien growled. "I can't get this damn thing off," he swore, and started jerking his hand around.
He heard some snickering from the corner of the room. He looked over to where Serena was sitting, and saw that she was stifling a laugh. She couldn't hold it much longer, and so she burst out in a loud laugh.
"What?"
"Argg? What's 'argg'?"
"Shut up, Meatball brain," he said, smiling.
"You shut up."
"No, you shut up."
"Shut up, you freak."
"Meatball Head, if you don't stop, I'm gonna have to slug you."
"You wouldn't slug poor little old me, would you," she said, putting on a puppy face.
"I just might if you don't stop scaring me. You're eyes are looking red."
Andrew's voice came over the speaker once more.
"Light's out in ten minutes."
"What, is this camp? Or are you my mother," Serena said.
"You'd better get set up to go to sleep soon, or I'll turn the lights off now."
"Nah, be quiet, Andrew. I'm going."
Darien and Serena got their things ready, and Serena changed in the bathroom. They pulled out the sleeping bags that had been left in a small closet next to the tub, and got into them. Serena got out her book, and was just about to start reading it when the lights went out.
"Awww, pooh."
"Well, goodnight, Meatball brain," Darien said from across the room.
"Yeah. 'Night," Serena said with a yawn.
Five minutes later, Darien could hear her mumbling in her sleep, and it sounded something very much like 'Argg'...
~.~.~
Well, there it is. I should have the next one up next week. Don't worry. It won't turn into a month. See ya soon! Egyptian Princess ^.^ And remember: ARGG!
Authors Notes: How did everyone like that last, little, very short chapter? ^.^ I promise, this one is longer. And sorry for the long wait...I wasn't doing too well in Math class. Why do we have to have math? There should be a law that says that it's harmful to children's health. And it is too! Have fun! Keep emailing me. Thanks mina, and keep reading. Here it goes:
"Why do you have to fight," came a loud, growl over the microphone.
"Why do you have to butt in? This is none of your business Andrew, so go away!"
"Such rough language," Andrew said sarcastically. "Are you sure that you want-"
"SHUT UP, ANDERW!" Darien shouted, then stared at his book, a little tinge of pink on his cheeks.
"Darien, I'm surprised. Serena, are you sure you want-"
"SHUT UP, ANDREW!" Serena whined, and looked at her nails.
"This is fun! We get to actually see you two meek and embarrassed.
Darien lost it. He got up and punched the screen which he had found by looking at the wall and looking for an enormously large head floating in midair above the bathtub...
Needless to say, the screen broke and from the other side of the storage room, their prison, came a loud curse.
Also needless to say, Darien got a bunch of glass in his hand.
"What did you do that for," Serena cried. "You are so stupid!" Serena got up and ran to the mini-refrigerator. She pulled some ice out of the freezer and wrapped it a towel. Then she got some tweezers and gently started to pull the small pieces of glass out.
"Are you certified?"
"Shut up, Darien. I got a C plus in first aid if you need to know."
"Well, that makes me feel better."
"Darien, if you don't stop being sarcastic, I'm going to slap you. Got it?"
"Yes, ma'am," he said meakly, and she glared at him.
Darien thanked Serena quickly and then secretly began to rewrap his bleeding hand.
He then went back to reading his 'interesting' book. But what he was really doing, was watching the slightly crazy girl across the room from him.
Serena didn't seem to be enjoying herself, and he wondered why...Not seriously, but he wondered if he could make her smile.
What was wrong with the crazy lunatic with jet black hair, the jerk. How stupid do you have to be to punch a t.v. screen, and NOT get a bleeding hand out of the deal?? What an idiot! Now what's he doing?! What is he looking at?
"What are you doing? Are you_high_or something?"
"Whoa! Where'd that come from??"
"Well what do you think? You're staring at something and you look really weird."
"Well, I'm not. What are you reading?"
"None of your business."
"Fine then. I was just trying to strike up a conversation."
Serena walked over to the refrigerator, pulled out a soda and poured it on him. He squished up, and made a face that was rather sour.
Darien growled, and got another can of soda, and dumped it on Serena.
"Auuughh!!! What was that?? Do you know how long it will take me to wash my hair?? You are in for it now, buster! You are so dead. You had better stay on that side of the room, or you'll find that your hand is not the only thing that will be bleeding."
A few hours later, they heard a crackling noise. Serena looked up from the edge of the bathtub, and her soapy, wet hair dripped all over the floor.
"What's that noise?"
"It's probably just Andrew trying to annoy me."
Serna leaned back over the tub and continued washing her hair. Two minutes later Andrews voice came over the speaker.
"How are our favorite little friends?"
"Go away Andrew. Do like to torture people??"
"No, just you two. It's a lot of fun seeing people squeamish and up tight. It's even more fun when they seem to really like eachother."
"WHAT?? What are you talking about? I can't STAND him! And I bet he can't stand me!"
"If you don't leave now, Andrew, I will personally knock your brains out when I get out of here."
"By the way, how long are we going to be in here for?"
"For however long it takes."
"For what?"
"You figure that one out," he said, and cut the connection.
"I wonder what that meant."
"I have no idea," Darien said, but somewhere inside, he knew that Andrew meant to keep him locked in there with Serena until he told her he liked her.
*Two hours later(approx. 10:30 P.M.)*
"Argggg," Darien growled. "I can't get this damn thing off," he swore, and started jerking his hand around.
He heard some snickering from the corner of the room. He looked over to where Serena was sitting, and saw that she was stifling a laugh. She couldn't hold it much longer, and so she burst out in a loud laugh.
"What?"
"Argg? What's 'argg'?"
"Shut up, Meatball brain," he said, smiling.
"You shut up."
"No, you shut up."
"Shut up, you freak."
"Meatball Head, if you don't stop, I'm gonna have to slug you."
"You wouldn't slug poor little old me, would you," she said, putting on a puppy face.
"I just might if you don't stop scaring me. You're eyes are looking red."
Andrew's voice came over the speaker once more.
"Light's out in ten minutes."
"What, is this camp? Or are you my mother," Serena said.
"You'd better get set up to go to sleep soon, or I'll turn the lights off now."
"Nah, be quiet, Andrew. I'm going."
Darien and Serena got their things ready, and Serena changed in the bathroom. They pulled out the sleeping bags that had been left in a small closet next to the tub, and got into them. Serena got out her book, and was just about to start reading it when the lights went out.
"Awww, pooh."
"Well, goodnight, Meatball brain," Darien said from across the room.
"Yeah. 'Night," Serena said with a yawn.
Five minutes later, Darien could hear her mumbling in her sleep, and it sounded something very much like 'Argg'...
~.~.~
Well, there it is. I should have the next one up next week. Don't worry. It won't turn into a month. See ya soon! Egyptian Princess ^.^ And remember: ARGG!