Before I begin, I'd like to thank Chelsea for inspiring me to write this
story. You're such an inspiration! Lol. You didn't *just* inspire me to
make out with Stanley when I reviewed. ^_^ okay, without further ado, the
new chapter:
Okay, so maybe the nicknames wouldn't be that hard to remember. It seems their nicknames are based on something about them. Except I hadn't quite figured out the squid one yet. Oh well, I had eighteen months to figure it out. Armpit was supposed to be showing us around. It was awful. He kept pointing at things. I guess that's why they call him "Armpit." Ugh.
"And here's the wreck room." Before he could point, we all held out breath. He led us inside and saw some other boys, from other tents we later found out, playing around. This is pathetic, they should call it the "wrecked" room. I told this to my mom, along with some other things I'd noticed. She said something about being too pessimistic. I rolled my eyes; some people are *too* optimistic, I'm just providing balance. We went back to the tent and I laid on my cot and took out the only thing I'd brought to keep me company: a book. I started reading, but soon an unknown shadow fell across the pages.
I looked up and there was Zero. He just kept staring at me. I tried to ignore him, it was kinda creepy. Soon enough he left, but his presence was replaced by Magnet. "I was just curious, but how did your *whole* family get sent here?"
I laughed. It was pretty funny actually.
~~~~ We walked out of Wal-Mart with a cartful of groceries and other items. We scanned the parking lot for our car. "Dear, do you remember where we parked?" My dad asked my mom.
"I wasn't paying attention."
"Does anyone remember where we parked?"
We all shook our heads. Great. Just peachy. We started walking up and down the rows of cars. Then my mom spotted the maroon LeSabre a couple rows away. We walked over and my dad took out the keys and started fumbling with the lock. He stood there for a few minutes, unable to get it open. Mom walked over to the passenger side and found the door unlocked. She unlocked the rest of the doors and we all climbed in. it smelled odd in here. Then Thomas and I noticed the weird cd's scattered on the floor.
"Um, dad. I don't think this is our car." I said as Thomas and I looked at the back of the Backstreet Boys cd. Just then, an angry face appeared by dad's head. We were in someone else's car and they were royally ticked. They pressed us with charges. And we got sent to Camp Green Lake.
~~~
I finished explaining this to Magnet and he laughed, shook his head, and walked away. Hmm. Kids here are kinda weird. Must be the heat. I couldn't *wait* to go crazy from digging all the time myself. I closed my book and just sat there thinking of what fun I was going to be having this year.
Okay, I know it's kinda weird why we got sent there. Sorry. But I had to come up with something. Sadly enough, that was based on a true story, although we never got in the car and the people never caught us. Haha. We're such losers.
Okay, so maybe the nicknames wouldn't be that hard to remember. It seems their nicknames are based on something about them. Except I hadn't quite figured out the squid one yet. Oh well, I had eighteen months to figure it out. Armpit was supposed to be showing us around. It was awful. He kept pointing at things. I guess that's why they call him "Armpit." Ugh.
"And here's the wreck room." Before he could point, we all held out breath. He led us inside and saw some other boys, from other tents we later found out, playing around. This is pathetic, they should call it the "wrecked" room. I told this to my mom, along with some other things I'd noticed. She said something about being too pessimistic. I rolled my eyes; some people are *too* optimistic, I'm just providing balance. We went back to the tent and I laid on my cot and took out the only thing I'd brought to keep me company: a book. I started reading, but soon an unknown shadow fell across the pages.
I looked up and there was Zero. He just kept staring at me. I tried to ignore him, it was kinda creepy. Soon enough he left, but his presence was replaced by Magnet. "I was just curious, but how did your *whole* family get sent here?"
I laughed. It was pretty funny actually.
~~~~ We walked out of Wal-Mart with a cartful of groceries and other items. We scanned the parking lot for our car. "Dear, do you remember where we parked?" My dad asked my mom.
"I wasn't paying attention."
"Does anyone remember where we parked?"
We all shook our heads. Great. Just peachy. We started walking up and down the rows of cars. Then my mom spotted the maroon LeSabre a couple rows away. We walked over and my dad took out the keys and started fumbling with the lock. He stood there for a few minutes, unable to get it open. Mom walked over to the passenger side and found the door unlocked. She unlocked the rest of the doors and we all climbed in. it smelled odd in here. Then Thomas and I noticed the weird cd's scattered on the floor.
"Um, dad. I don't think this is our car." I said as Thomas and I looked at the back of the Backstreet Boys cd. Just then, an angry face appeared by dad's head. We were in someone else's car and they were royally ticked. They pressed us with charges. And we got sent to Camp Green Lake.
~~~
I finished explaining this to Magnet and he laughed, shook his head, and walked away. Hmm. Kids here are kinda weird. Must be the heat. I couldn't *wait* to go crazy from digging all the time myself. I closed my book and just sat there thinking of what fun I was going to be having this year.
Okay, I know it's kinda weird why we got sent there. Sorry. But I had to come up with something. Sadly enough, that was based on a true story, although we never got in the car and the people never caught us. Haha. We're such losers.