Thanks to all the people who reviewed. Both of you. Lol. Oh, and by the
way, in case you couldn't tell, I stuck thoughts in there that "I" thought
of while that particular scene was taking place. That's kind of confusing,
example: We went to a restaurant. I'm hungry. Ya, I hope you get it. Okay,
here's the next chapter. Well, that's kind of obvious, but oh well:
An earthquake? What was that shaking? Oh, it was just my mother. Then I felt cold. Someone had snatched my blanket away.
"Mom, it's summer, no school. Go away." I said, but the shaking continued. I was finally forced out of bed and when I realized where I was, we all groggily made our way to breakfast. I don't know what it was supposed to be, but it looked like what I'd eaten for dinner the previous night. I was too tired to care though. Before I could think, we were lead to a small building labeled "Library." Hmm, that's kind of odd. The door was unlocked and inside were a bunch of shovels.
We were all handed shovels. Then we were lead out onto the dry, crusty patch of earth. There's no way in the world that this could have *ever* been a lake, no matter how many years ago. "Dig here," Mr. Sir told us, "the water truck will be back to fill your canteens in a couple hours. Have fun." He laughed. This guy has a sick sense of humor. The guys were already started, including my dad and brother. Although Thomas's shovel wasn't cooperating because it was taller than he was, he had at least started.
I exchanged pity glances with my mom and forced my shovel into a crack in the earth. At first it wasn't *too* awfully hard. I started singing, "I've been working on the Railroad" while I worked. Pretty soon some of the guys were singing along with me. The rhythm fit perfectly with the sound of our shovels hitting the earth.
By the time the water truck came though, I wasn't in such high spirits. I had blisters on every inch of skin on my hands. I even had blisters *on* my blisters. I got in the back of the line behind Caveman, followed by the rest of my family. I almost started flirting, but I was in too much agony to think of anything to even start up a conversation. However, he turned around and noticed me looking at my hands and wincing. "Hey, first hole's the hardest," he told me as he patted my shoulder.
Ya right, I knew that tomorrow I would have to work with the sores still on my fingers. Oh well... at least he touched me. With a dreamy expression, I hardly noticed Mr. Sir filling my canteen. I walked off to finish my first hole.
Again, I repeat: this is *not* going to be a romance. I just couldn't help adding that part in because I LOVE Stanley. Okay, bye. O ya, review please. ^_^
An earthquake? What was that shaking? Oh, it was just my mother. Then I felt cold. Someone had snatched my blanket away.
"Mom, it's summer, no school. Go away." I said, but the shaking continued. I was finally forced out of bed and when I realized where I was, we all groggily made our way to breakfast. I don't know what it was supposed to be, but it looked like what I'd eaten for dinner the previous night. I was too tired to care though. Before I could think, we were lead to a small building labeled "Library." Hmm, that's kind of odd. The door was unlocked and inside were a bunch of shovels.
We were all handed shovels. Then we were lead out onto the dry, crusty patch of earth. There's no way in the world that this could have *ever* been a lake, no matter how many years ago. "Dig here," Mr. Sir told us, "the water truck will be back to fill your canteens in a couple hours. Have fun." He laughed. This guy has a sick sense of humor. The guys were already started, including my dad and brother. Although Thomas's shovel wasn't cooperating because it was taller than he was, he had at least started.
I exchanged pity glances with my mom and forced my shovel into a crack in the earth. At first it wasn't *too* awfully hard. I started singing, "I've been working on the Railroad" while I worked. Pretty soon some of the guys were singing along with me. The rhythm fit perfectly with the sound of our shovels hitting the earth.
By the time the water truck came though, I wasn't in such high spirits. I had blisters on every inch of skin on my hands. I even had blisters *on* my blisters. I got in the back of the line behind Caveman, followed by the rest of my family. I almost started flirting, but I was in too much agony to think of anything to even start up a conversation. However, he turned around and noticed me looking at my hands and wincing. "Hey, first hole's the hardest," he told me as he patted my shoulder.
Ya right, I knew that tomorrow I would have to work with the sores still on my fingers. Oh well... at least he touched me. With a dreamy expression, I hardly noticed Mr. Sir filling my canteen. I walked off to finish my first hole.
Again, I repeat: this is *not* going to be a romance. I just couldn't help adding that part in because I LOVE Stanley. Okay, bye. O ya, review please. ^_^