A.N.: Hola! I'm ba-ack! Lol. Had this story on my mind for a while now.
Actually, the sequel to it has been on my mind, even though this one ain't
even done yet. Lol. Well, here's the next chapter! Enjoy!
Mrs. Lynch was busy waking her class up early the next morning, and was surprised to find that Gordo wasn't in his tent.
"Hmm. Maybe he had to go to the bathroom," she thought, as she headed for the last tent, which happened to be Lenore's. Needless to say, she was shocked at what she found. "What's going on here?" She demanded.
The students all looked over to see what was going on.
Lenore and Gordo both awoke with a start, at the sound of their teacher's voice. They looked at one another wide-eyed, then glanced over at Mrs. Lynch, and secretly clutched the other's hand.
"Um. Morning?" Gordo tried, looking a tad sheepish.
"David Gordon, you know you're not allowed in the girl's tents," Mrs. Lynch stated. "So do tell me why on earth you broke that rule? But first, I want both of you outside of this tent."
The two got out of their sleeping bags, and stepped out into the sunlight, once more grabbing onto one another's hand.
"Explain, as we haven't all day, David," Mrs. Lynch said.
Gordo looked around Mrs. Lynch and saw everyone watching them. "Um. Can we explain in private?"
Mrs. Lynch turned to the rest of the class. "Get ready to go rafting," she ordered. "Then come back and we'll have breakfast once everything's been set up."
The class nodded, and took off to do their morning assignments.
"Now, do explain to me why you two broke one of the most important rules."
"You see Mrs. Lynch, Lenore was really freaked out by those stories we told last night, and I was worried about her. I saw how upset she was during the campfire, especially since everyone made a habit of scaring her. I came to check on her, and I fell asleep."
Lenore decided to voice her input then. "It's not all Gordo's fault," she whispered looking down at her feet. "I get scared real easily, and last night was one of those nights. Normally when I'm home I can run to one of my brother's, but out here, I have no one. That's why when Gordo asked me if I was okay, I told him no, and asked him to stay."
She looked up then. "I'm sorry for making him break a rule, but I would've freaked had I been left alone. I hate the dark and creepy noises; I sleep with a nightlight on back home."
Mrs. Lynch sighed, but smiled softly at the two, letting them know she understood.
"Alright. I'll let it go this time, but do remember that boys and girls aren't to bunk together for specific reasons," she told them, then added, "No matter what you're allowed to do back home."
"Yes Ma'am," they replied.
"Now, c'mon. I believe it is high time for breakfast," Mrs. Lynch stated, then headed off to get breakfast served.
After eating their little boxes of cereal without any milk, the class put their life jackets and helmets on, then climbed into the rafts that had been left at the camp site for them.
Lenore, Lizzie, Kate, and James got into their raft and got settled. They shoved off away from shore and began to paddle easily, as the water wasn't rough yet. As they paddled along, Lizzie was busy thinking up ways to get Lenore in trouble, and possibly kicked off the trip.
"The faster she goes, the faster I get Gordo back," she thought, smirking slightly.
"McGuire, quit daydreaming and help us paddle already!" Kate snapped.
Lizzie snapped out of her daze, and glared at Kate. "I am paddling Kate, which is more than I can say for you."
She glanced at Lenore, who had her back towards her. She thought of something then.
"Hey Lenore! There's a huge spider on your helmet!"
"What?!?! Lenore shrieked. "You're kidding, right?"
"Nope," Lizzie answered. "It's crawling towards the bottom, and looks like it wants to go down your shirt."
Lenore's eyes went wide, and she quickly took her helmet off without thinking, to try and get rid of the `spider'.
Kate rolled her eyes. "Taylor, there's nothing there. McGuire's just messing with yah. Now paddle!"
Mrs. Lynch happened to look over then, before Lenore had had a chance to get her helmet back on.
"Lenore!" Mrs. Lynch yelled from her raft. "Get that helmet on and keep it on! Now!"
Lenore felt her face go hot, and ducked her head as she put her helmet back on, knowing she was probably in for a lecture when they got back.
"Why would Lizzie lie to me like that?" She wondered as she began to paddle again.
They continued rafting, and eventually stopped for lunch. Lenore was right about the upcoming lecture. It came while she was eating her lunch, while talking to Miranda, Gordo, and Lizzie.
"Lenore," Mrs. Lynch began standing in front of the four, hands on hips. "Why did you take your helmet off? You KNOW that's THE most important rule of this trip!"
"Sorry," Lenore said softly. "Li-"
She paused. She didn't want to seem like a tattletale, and it WAS possible that Lizzie had just made an honest mistake.
"I'd been informed there was a spider on it," she admitted. "I've a fear of spiders."
"From now on, do NOT take your helmet off for ANY reason whatsoever, UNLESS we are safely back at camp, understood?"
"Yes Ma'am," Lenore replied staring down at her sandwich.
After lunch they got their stuff together, then picked up their rafts to carry them back to camp. The students all grumbled and complained about the hike, except for two. Gordo, because he was in love with nature, and the opportunity to hike in it was quite appealing to him. And Lenore, because she was busy thinking so hard, she could've cared less about what they did.
They finally reached their camp, and set about the chores they needed to get done before supper. Though they were all exhausted from their hike, the thought of roasting hotdogs and marshmallows over an open campfire cheered them all up.
The class talked away excitedly, telling one another about what they hoped to do while on the trip and whatever else came to mind.
Lizzie was talking away animatedly to Miranda and Gordo, both of whom were listening, or so she thought.
"Are you okay?" Gordo asked Lenore, who was sitting there lost in thought again. "You seem like something's troubling you."
"Gordo? Gordo? Gordo!?" Lizzie cried, waving her hand in his face, making him look away from Lenore. "Were you even listening to what I was saying?"
"Sorry Lizzie," Gordo apologized. "I guess I wasn't."
"Huh," Lizzie huffed looking exasperated as she sat back down on her log. "I SAID, I can't wait to hit the really fast rapids. The ones we did today were too easy."
"You do know the ones we did today were just practice ones, and are no where near as difficult as the ones that lie at the end of this trip, right?" Gordo, the ever-so-practical one, pointed out. "Also, even the ones at the end of the trip probably won't be really that dangerous, as I don't think Mrs. Lynch wants any of us to wind up going back in a wooden box."
Miranda rolled her eyes. "Oh, puh-lease Gordo! As IF any of us are going to die while on this trip. Everything here is perfectly harmless."
"Even the bears that roam these woods day and night?" Gordo shot- back, forgetting momentarily that Lenore was still there. "Or the cougars that roam the hill tops?"
"Gordo, the bears are simply over-grown teddy bears who need hugs, and the cougars are just really big house cats that need to be loved," Lizzie stated.
Gordo stared at Lizzie in shock. He couldn't believe that his best friend was truly THAT dense. Was she serious? Did she honestly think that? Or was she just messing with him?
"That sounded like an Ethan Craft statement," he said finally, knowing they all knew what he thought of Ethan's IQ.
"A hah," Miranda nervously laughed, not sure either whether or not Lizzie was serious.
"The bears won't hurt us, will they? Or the cougars?" A small voice piped up then. "We're safe, aren't we?"
Before either Gordo or Miranda could answer, Lizzie did.
"Yes, they can and will," she said eagerly, delighted to have the chance to scare the girl she hated more than Kate. "If we're too close to their homes or babies they'll get really mad and come after us. They go for the slow ones too."
She faked a shocked look. "And what do you know? You're the slowest one outta all of us here! They'd be sure to get you, no matter where you try to hide! They can climb trees and run really fast. Why, you'd be the one that winds up going home in a wooden box, if you're not careful!"
Lenore's eyes grew huge as they began to water. She said nothing as she shot up and over to the tent she'd slept in the night before.
"That was mean Lizzie," Gordo riposted, not looking too happy. "Why must you keep scaring her like that? It's not funny."
He then got up and went after Lenore to make sure she was all right.
Lizzie looked at Miranda and spoke somewhat snottily/sarcastically in a tad of a singsong voice. "Oh-kay. Like, what's eating him? And WHY did he go after HER? As IF she's more important that US."
"You know why," Miranda retorted. "And you know what Lizzie? I don't think I wanna help you anymore. I'm keeping outta this. Playing on someone's fears is just - wrong. Really wrong. Especially if you're doing to someone who thinks you're their friend."
Miranda got up and began to walk to their tent.
"Well, it's not like you ever helped me with this anyway!" Lizzie called after her.
Kate sat down in front of Lizzie then. "McGuire, not that I care, but what have you got against that Taylor girl? I mean, she's always so nice to you, though I don't know why. And she has a really hot brother. How can you be so cruel to someone with a hot brother?"
"Ah," Lizzie scoffed. "As IF you actually care. Like, hello. YOU put ME down a zillion times a day!"
"So?" Kate said back in the same tone. "I may trash you, but at least I don't make you think you're my friend, and then play on your fears. I don't get you in trouble on purpose either."
"And WHEN have I done something like that?" Lizzie wanted to know.
"As IF you're asking me that," Kate said. "I know there was NO spider on her helmet, McGuire. I also know that you DON'T like the fact that her and Gordo are friends."
"So?" Lizzie replied, accidentally admitting to it all. "I still don't see why you care so much. You're only using her to get to her brother."
"For your information," Kate began. "I am not. I haven't said a word to her, other than to say there's no way she's related to someone as hot as Brad. I don't use people."
She thought a moment. "Well, not all."
Lizzie stared at her. "Why don't you go back to Claire, and be one of her little sheep? You've no business sticking your nose where it don't belong."
Kate stood up. "Watch your back McGuire," she warned. "You hurt the Taylor girl, and you'll wind up being the one hurt in the end. In more ways than one."
"I'll believe it when I see it, Kate!" Lizzie called, as Kate walked away, then murmured to herself, "I'll believe it when I see it. Which I won't."
A.N.: Well, there yah go. I now, honestly, think that this chapter is now the longest one thus far. It seems longer than the last anyway. I was going to make it longer, but felt that where I left off was a good spot to leave y'all hanging. Hope y'all liked it! Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA & KTRSPA & KTCAPA!!!!!
Mrs. Lynch was busy waking her class up early the next morning, and was surprised to find that Gordo wasn't in his tent.
"Hmm. Maybe he had to go to the bathroom," she thought, as she headed for the last tent, which happened to be Lenore's. Needless to say, she was shocked at what she found. "What's going on here?" She demanded.
The students all looked over to see what was going on.
Lenore and Gordo both awoke with a start, at the sound of their teacher's voice. They looked at one another wide-eyed, then glanced over at Mrs. Lynch, and secretly clutched the other's hand.
"Um. Morning?" Gordo tried, looking a tad sheepish.
"David Gordon, you know you're not allowed in the girl's tents," Mrs. Lynch stated. "So do tell me why on earth you broke that rule? But first, I want both of you outside of this tent."
The two got out of their sleeping bags, and stepped out into the sunlight, once more grabbing onto one another's hand.
"Explain, as we haven't all day, David," Mrs. Lynch said.
Gordo looked around Mrs. Lynch and saw everyone watching them. "Um. Can we explain in private?"
Mrs. Lynch turned to the rest of the class. "Get ready to go rafting," she ordered. "Then come back and we'll have breakfast once everything's been set up."
The class nodded, and took off to do their morning assignments.
"Now, do explain to me why you two broke one of the most important rules."
"You see Mrs. Lynch, Lenore was really freaked out by those stories we told last night, and I was worried about her. I saw how upset she was during the campfire, especially since everyone made a habit of scaring her. I came to check on her, and I fell asleep."
Lenore decided to voice her input then. "It's not all Gordo's fault," she whispered looking down at her feet. "I get scared real easily, and last night was one of those nights. Normally when I'm home I can run to one of my brother's, but out here, I have no one. That's why when Gordo asked me if I was okay, I told him no, and asked him to stay."
She looked up then. "I'm sorry for making him break a rule, but I would've freaked had I been left alone. I hate the dark and creepy noises; I sleep with a nightlight on back home."
Mrs. Lynch sighed, but smiled softly at the two, letting them know she understood.
"Alright. I'll let it go this time, but do remember that boys and girls aren't to bunk together for specific reasons," she told them, then added, "No matter what you're allowed to do back home."
"Yes Ma'am," they replied.
"Now, c'mon. I believe it is high time for breakfast," Mrs. Lynch stated, then headed off to get breakfast served.
After eating their little boxes of cereal without any milk, the class put their life jackets and helmets on, then climbed into the rafts that had been left at the camp site for them.
Lenore, Lizzie, Kate, and James got into their raft and got settled. They shoved off away from shore and began to paddle easily, as the water wasn't rough yet. As they paddled along, Lizzie was busy thinking up ways to get Lenore in trouble, and possibly kicked off the trip.
"The faster she goes, the faster I get Gordo back," she thought, smirking slightly.
"McGuire, quit daydreaming and help us paddle already!" Kate snapped.
Lizzie snapped out of her daze, and glared at Kate. "I am paddling Kate, which is more than I can say for you."
She glanced at Lenore, who had her back towards her. She thought of something then.
"Hey Lenore! There's a huge spider on your helmet!"
"What?!?! Lenore shrieked. "You're kidding, right?"
"Nope," Lizzie answered. "It's crawling towards the bottom, and looks like it wants to go down your shirt."
Lenore's eyes went wide, and she quickly took her helmet off without thinking, to try and get rid of the `spider'.
Kate rolled her eyes. "Taylor, there's nothing there. McGuire's just messing with yah. Now paddle!"
Mrs. Lynch happened to look over then, before Lenore had had a chance to get her helmet back on.
"Lenore!" Mrs. Lynch yelled from her raft. "Get that helmet on and keep it on! Now!"
Lenore felt her face go hot, and ducked her head as she put her helmet back on, knowing she was probably in for a lecture when they got back.
"Why would Lizzie lie to me like that?" She wondered as she began to paddle again.
They continued rafting, and eventually stopped for lunch. Lenore was right about the upcoming lecture. It came while she was eating her lunch, while talking to Miranda, Gordo, and Lizzie.
"Lenore," Mrs. Lynch began standing in front of the four, hands on hips. "Why did you take your helmet off? You KNOW that's THE most important rule of this trip!"
"Sorry," Lenore said softly. "Li-"
She paused. She didn't want to seem like a tattletale, and it WAS possible that Lizzie had just made an honest mistake.
"I'd been informed there was a spider on it," she admitted. "I've a fear of spiders."
"From now on, do NOT take your helmet off for ANY reason whatsoever, UNLESS we are safely back at camp, understood?"
"Yes Ma'am," Lenore replied staring down at her sandwich.
After lunch they got their stuff together, then picked up their rafts to carry them back to camp. The students all grumbled and complained about the hike, except for two. Gordo, because he was in love with nature, and the opportunity to hike in it was quite appealing to him. And Lenore, because she was busy thinking so hard, she could've cared less about what they did.
They finally reached their camp, and set about the chores they needed to get done before supper. Though they were all exhausted from their hike, the thought of roasting hotdogs and marshmallows over an open campfire cheered them all up.
The class talked away excitedly, telling one another about what they hoped to do while on the trip and whatever else came to mind.
Lizzie was talking away animatedly to Miranda and Gordo, both of whom were listening, or so she thought.
"Are you okay?" Gordo asked Lenore, who was sitting there lost in thought again. "You seem like something's troubling you."
"Gordo? Gordo? Gordo!?" Lizzie cried, waving her hand in his face, making him look away from Lenore. "Were you even listening to what I was saying?"
"Sorry Lizzie," Gordo apologized. "I guess I wasn't."
"Huh," Lizzie huffed looking exasperated as she sat back down on her log. "I SAID, I can't wait to hit the really fast rapids. The ones we did today were too easy."
"You do know the ones we did today were just practice ones, and are no where near as difficult as the ones that lie at the end of this trip, right?" Gordo, the ever-so-practical one, pointed out. "Also, even the ones at the end of the trip probably won't be really that dangerous, as I don't think Mrs. Lynch wants any of us to wind up going back in a wooden box."
Miranda rolled her eyes. "Oh, puh-lease Gordo! As IF any of us are going to die while on this trip. Everything here is perfectly harmless."
"Even the bears that roam these woods day and night?" Gordo shot- back, forgetting momentarily that Lenore was still there. "Or the cougars that roam the hill tops?"
"Gordo, the bears are simply over-grown teddy bears who need hugs, and the cougars are just really big house cats that need to be loved," Lizzie stated.
Gordo stared at Lizzie in shock. He couldn't believe that his best friend was truly THAT dense. Was she serious? Did she honestly think that? Or was she just messing with him?
"That sounded like an Ethan Craft statement," he said finally, knowing they all knew what he thought of Ethan's IQ.
"A hah," Miranda nervously laughed, not sure either whether or not Lizzie was serious.
"The bears won't hurt us, will they? Or the cougars?" A small voice piped up then. "We're safe, aren't we?"
Before either Gordo or Miranda could answer, Lizzie did.
"Yes, they can and will," she said eagerly, delighted to have the chance to scare the girl she hated more than Kate. "If we're too close to their homes or babies they'll get really mad and come after us. They go for the slow ones too."
She faked a shocked look. "And what do you know? You're the slowest one outta all of us here! They'd be sure to get you, no matter where you try to hide! They can climb trees and run really fast. Why, you'd be the one that winds up going home in a wooden box, if you're not careful!"
Lenore's eyes grew huge as they began to water. She said nothing as she shot up and over to the tent she'd slept in the night before.
"That was mean Lizzie," Gordo riposted, not looking too happy. "Why must you keep scaring her like that? It's not funny."
He then got up and went after Lenore to make sure she was all right.
Lizzie looked at Miranda and spoke somewhat snottily/sarcastically in a tad of a singsong voice. "Oh-kay. Like, what's eating him? And WHY did he go after HER? As IF she's more important that US."
"You know why," Miranda retorted. "And you know what Lizzie? I don't think I wanna help you anymore. I'm keeping outta this. Playing on someone's fears is just - wrong. Really wrong. Especially if you're doing to someone who thinks you're their friend."
Miranda got up and began to walk to their tent.
"Well, it's not like you ever helped me with this anyway!" Lizzie called after her.
Kate sat down in front of Lizzie then. "McGuire, not that I care, but what have you got against that Taylor girl? I mean, she's always so nice to you, though I don't know why. And she has a really hot brother. How can you be so cruel to someone with a hot brother?"
"Ah," Lizzie scoffed. "As IF you actually care. Like, hello. YOU put ME down a zillion times a day!"
"So?" Kate said back in the same tone. "I may trash you, but at least I don't make you think you're my friend, and then play on your fears. I don't get you in trouble on purpose either."
"And WHEN have I done something like that?" Lizzie wanted to know.
"As IF you're asking me that," Kate said. "I know there was NO spider on her helmet, McGuire. I also know that you DON'T like the fact that her and Gordo are friends."
"So?" Lizzie replied, accidentally admitting to it all. "I still don't see why you care so much. You're only using her to get to her brother."
"For your information," Kate began. "I am not. I haven't said a word to her, other than to say there's no way she's related to someone as hot as Brad. I don't use people."
She thought a moment. "Well, not all."
Lizzie stared at her. "Why don't you go back to Claire, and be one of her little sheep? You've no business sticking your nose where it don't belong."
Kate stood up. "Watch your back McGuire," she warned. "You hurt the Taylor girl, and you'll wind up being the one hurt in the end. In more ways than one."
"I'll believe it when I see it, Kate!" Lizzie called, as Kate walked away, then murmured to herself, "I'll believe it when I see it. Which I won't."
A.N.: Well, there yah go. I now, honestly, think that this chapter is now the longest one thus far. It seems longer than the last anyway. I was going to make it longer, but felt that where I left off was a good spot to leave y'all hanging. Hope y'all liked it! Adios! KTBSPA & KTNTPA & KTACPA & KTJTPA & KTKCPA & KTCPA & KTJTTPA & KTRSPA & KTCAPA!!!!!