A/N: maybe I should have mentioned this earlier, I'm sorry that I didn't
but this is pg-13 for some swearing and sexual situations. If you don't
have a problem with that then please read and review. Thanx to evil_jasna
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Chapter 7: Beds
Today was totally weird. I can't explain it but it was just so. weird. Wow, am I ever inarticulate or whatever. I can't even find the right word for it.
But anyway, this morning was hell. Total hell. We were ready to get in this bus that was supposed to take us to the coast. I thought this was going to be an 'educational' trip. Uhm, excuse but is there anything educational about waiting for a bus for two hours in the blazing sun? How about NO, there is absolutely nothing educational about it, it just totally sucks.
I, of course, made a huge fool out of myself by nearly fainting. I swayed to the side and nearly fell over but luckily Michael ran over and grabbed me just in time. Not that there was anything behind the fact that he saved me from hitting my head on the ground. Nothing at all, besides money. Why is money so important anyway, I mean, all people ever think about is how much they can receive from doing something, or how expensive something is and what they can gain from buying a cheaper product. Doesn't anyone ever wonder why humans are so totally involved with money and themselves?
But I'm getting off topic, AGAIN. So we waited for the bus for like hours, and when it finally came I was ready to faint again. Not of the heat though, but just the sight of the bus. It drove up and suddenly stopped. The engine had broken down. Luckily they could start it again in ten minutes but it doesn't give you much hope.
When we finally stuffed all our stuff in the bus (there wasn't much space, all of us had huge bags and the bus was just big enough for the 15 of us) we drove off. Marina had brought the Britney cd and the teacher approved it. So we were sitting in a stuffed bus listening to Britney blasting out of the stereo. The 10th grade guys had wanted to put on some rap, but the teachers totally flipped. 'No swearing on this trip' and so on. This really does not look good. Then, for some reason, Marina, Sydney and Helena started to sing along to 'Overprotected'.
I have to admit that I'm totally jealous of those three girls, they're totally gorgoeus but not conceited like Lana. They all have amazing voices since they're all in the school choir. But back to Britney.
They started singing and then, I really don't know what came over me, I started singing too, and so did Tina. I mean, hello, this is Britney Spears we're talking about. Everyone was looking at us, which is not very suprising. I must be under stress or whatever because I would never ever sing Britney Spears out loud. I have the cd and all, but it's totally embarrising to actually ADMIT to the fact that I think her music's not bad. Lana and Beth were starring at me, probably thinking something along the lines of FURRREEEEAAAAAKKK but I have to say that I really don't care what they think of me right now. This might be the first step to self- actualization!!
Or maybe just the fact that I have way too much other stuff on my mind right now.
For examle. Michael, oh, and Michael. and maybe some more Michael? Yeah, I think that just about sums it all up.
Later
I couldn't go on this morning since right when I was writing about Michael (this was near the end of the bus ride) I could feel someone starring over at me. It was Michael. For a few seconds our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat. Then he looked away. This was the second time today that I began to doubt the fact that he only wanted to spend time with me because he was getting paid. But this is all wishful thinking.
So we got of the bus and stepped out into the fresh air after hours on the bus. The bus had at this point become some what of a sauna, but the teachers have arranged for us to go to the beach tomorrow in two groups os it'll be less hot. I wonder who's in my group. Please let it be Michael!!! And Tina of course.
Right, back to the point of all of this (my god, I've been getting off topic a lot lately, my brain must be diseased or mutated like the rest of my body.)
We had stopped at this hotel. If you could call it that. All the girls shared two rooms. I was in a room with Tina, Marina, Sydney and Helena. Lana had, of course, claimed the bigger room for herself, and she only had to share it with three other girls. We're one bed short so I wonder how that's going to work out. I might have to share Tina's bed. We'll see. The biggest problem is that we all have to share this one ghetto shower. The cheerleaders take great care to look great and pretty so we had to hurry to get into the shower before them. Otherwise we would all still smell bad for dinner. I was lucky, I got the shower first. So now I'm writing this and Tina is taking a shower.
I'll describe the room, it's not small, but more a medium size with these four beds put randomly in the corners. And that's it. All you can find in this room are beds. And they're not even good beds either, since they are falling apart and kinda dented. But whatever, I don't even HAVE a bed.
This is such a crap trip.
Tina just walked in and said 'Wow, Mia, you look really good.' She's never said that before. And all I'm wearing is a pair of light jeans, which really flare out (a bit like my nostrils) and a bright pink tank top. I mean, I'm wearing something bright pink!!! But Tina totally wouldn't drop it and she kept saying stuff like 'Mia, you're so down on your slef but you're so beautiful, in your own way. And you look great now. So lets go eat dinner.' I guess she's trying to make me feel better but she must be absolutely jet lagged!!
Even Later:
Right now I'm waiting for Michael to take me to his room. How did I even get into this situation? Well it started at dinner. Michael was telling us how he had a double bed al for himself when Tina suddenly went 'well, then Mia should sleep with you tonight since she has no bed.' Michael and I both stared at her, our mouths nearly touching the table. He was probably thing 'share my bed with such a freak, HELL NO!!' and I was just thinking how obvious Tina was being, and how ridiculous her suggestion was. Then Michael probably rememberd the money because he went, all casually 'sure, Mia can come sleep with me tonight. I'll pick you up when it's safe, since the teachers can't know.' The rest of our dinner was spent eating in silence. At least, we both didn't open our mouths, but the rest of the group did enough talking to make up for it.
So now I'm sitting here, waiting for Michael to come. He has probably forgotten or something, since it's pretty late. We're having a massive girl talk party! Marina just confessed that she's in love with Ben, but it was pretty obvious and he probablly likes her back so we decided to hook them up. I think Tina kinda likes Greg, even though she's already going out with Dave. I would choose Greg over Dave any time. But now they've asked me who I like. I am so NOT going to tell them.
ARGGGHHH!!!!!!
5 mins later
Sorry, something scraed the hell out of me. It turns out that right when I wanted to answer 'noone' to the feared question, Michael opens the door: 'Mia, you ready to go?' So yeah, how totally ironic, I get saved by the person that the issue started about in the first place. I am so dead. I need to go home Or at least get some sleep. Though I doubt that because how can one sleep when their dream prince is lying right next to them, smelling all clean and looking so cute?
Don't answer that!
A/N: what do you think???
Chapter 7: Beds
Today was totally weird. I can't explain it but it was just so. weird. Wow, am I ever inarticulate or whatever. I can't even find the right word for it.
But anyway, this morning was hell. Total hell. We were ready to get in this bus that was supposed to take us to the coast. I thought this was going to be an 'educational' trip. Uhm, excuse but is there anything educational about waiting for a bus for two hours in the blazing sun? How about NO, there is absolutely nothing educational about it, it just totally sucks.
I, of course, made a huge fool out of myself by nearly fainting. I swayed to the side and nearly fell over but luckily Michael ran over and grabbed me just in time. Not that there was anything behind the fact that he saved me from hitting my head on the ground. Nothing at all, besides money. Why is money so important anyway, I mean, all people ever think about is how much they can receive from doing something, or how expensive something is and what they can gain from buying a cheaper product. Doesn't anyone ever wonder why humans are so totally involved with money and themselves?
But I'm getting off topic, AGAIN. So we waited for the bus for like hours, and when it finally came I was ready to faint again. Not of the heat though, but just the sight of the bus. It drove up and suddenly stopped. The engine had broken down. Luckily they could start it again in ten minutes but it doesn't give you much hope.
When we finally stuffed all our stuff in the bus (there wasn't much space, all of us had huge bags and the bus was just big enough for the 15 of us) we drove off. Marina had brought the Britney cd and the teacher approved it. So we were sitting in a stuffed bus listening to Britney blasting out of the stereo. The 10th grade guys had wanted to put on some rap, but the teachers totally flipped. 'No swearing on this trip' and so on. This really does not look good. Then, for some reason, Marina, Sydney and Helena started to sing along to 'Overprotected'.
I have to admit that I'm totally jealous of those three girls, they're totally gorgoeus but not conceited like Lana. They all have amazing voices since they're all in the school choir. But back to Britney.
They started singing and then, I really don't know what came over me, I started singing too, and so did Tina. I mean, hello, this is Britney Spears we're talking about. Everyone was looking at us, which is not very suprising. I must be under stress or whatever because I would never ever sing Britney Spears out loud. I have the cd and all, but it's totally embarrising to actually ADMIT to the fact that I think her music's not bad. Lana and Beth were starring at me, probably thinking something along the lines of FURRREEEEAAAAAKKK but I have to say that I really don't care what they think of me right now. This might be the first step to self- actualization!!
Or maybe just the fact that I have way too much other stuff on my mind right now.
For examle. Michael, oh, and Michael. and maybe some more Michael? Yeah, I think that just about sums it all up.
Later
I couldn't go on this morning since right when I was writing about Michael (this was near the end of the bus ride) I could feel someone starring over at me. It was Michael. For a few seconds our eyes met and my heart skipped a beat. Then he looked away. This was the second time today that I began to doubt the fact that he only wanted to spend time with me because he was getting paid. But this is all wishful thinking.
So we got of the bus and stepped out into the fresh air after hours on the bus. The bus had at this point become some what of a sauna, but the teachers have arranged for us to go to the beach tomorrow in two groups os it'll be less hot. I wonder who's in my group. Please let it be Michael!!! And Tina of course.
Right, back to the point of all of this (my god, I've been getting off topic a lot lately, my brain must be diseased or mutated like the rest of my body.)
We had stopped at this hotel. If you could call it that. All the girls shared two rooms. I was in a room with Tina, Marina, Sydney and Helena. Lana had, of course, claimed the bigger room for herself, and she only had to share it with three other girls. We're one bed short so I wonder how that's going to work out. I might have to share Tina's bed. We'll see. The biggest problem is that we all have to share this one ghetto shower. The cheerleaders take great care to look great and pretty so we had to hurry to get into the shower before them. Otherwise we would all still smell bad for dinner. I was lucky, I got the shower first. So now I'm writing this and Tina is taking a shower.
I'll describe the room, it's not small, but more a medium size with these four beds put randomly in the corners. And that's it. All you can find in this room are beds. And they're not even good beds either, since they are falling apart and kinda dented. But whatever, I don't even HAVE a bed.
This is such a crap trip.
Tina just walked in and said 'Wow, Mia, you look really good.' She's never said that before. And all I'm wearing is a pair of light jeans, which really flare out (a bit like my nostrils) and a bright pink tank top. I mean, I'm wearing something bright pink!!! But Tina totally wouldn't drop it and she kept saying stuff like 'Mia, you're so down on your slef but you're so beautiful, in your own way. And you look great now. So lets go eat dinner.' I guess she's trying to make me feel better but she must be absolutely jet lagged!!
Even Later:
Right now I'm waiting for Michael to take me to his room. How did I even get into this situation? Well it started at dinner. Michael was telling us how he had a double bed al for himself when Tina suddenly went 'well, then Mia should sleep with you tonight since she has no bed.' Michael and I both stared at her, our mouths nearly touching the table. He was probably thing 'share my bed with such a freak, HELL NO!!' and I was just thinking how obvious Tina was being, and how ridiculous her suggestion was. Then Michael probably rememberd the money because he went, all casually 'sure, Mia can come sleep with me tonight. I'll pick you up when it's safe, since the teachers can't know.' The rest of our dinner was spent eating in silence. At least, we both didn't open our mouths, but the rest of the group did enough talking to make up for it.
So now I'm sitting here, waiting for Michael to come. He has probably forgotten or something, since it's pretty late. We're having a massive girl talk party! Marina just confessed that she's in love with Ben, but it was pretty obvious and he probablly likes her back so we decided to hook them up. I think Tina kinda likes Greg, even though she's already going out with Dave. I would choose Greg over Dave any time. But now they've asked me who I like. I am so NOT going to tell them.
ARGGGHHH!!!!!!
5 mins later
Sorry, something scraed the hell out of me. It turns out that right when I wanted to answer 'noone' to the feared question, Michael opens the door: 'Mia, you ready to go?' So yeah, how totally ironic, I get saved by the person that the issue started about in the first place. I am so dead. I need to go home Or at least get some sleep. Though I doubt that because how can one sleep when their dream prince is lying right next to them, smelling all clean and looking so cute?
Don't answer that!
A/N: what do you think???