Disclaimer: Sorry folks, he had to leave. He had to get filming, but he said we'd talk more about it. ;)
Chapter Thirty Four:
--Day 1 Of Hell Pt.2--
Sam woke up and noticed it was dark, not bad considering she fell asleep at noon. She stepped out of the tent and Gail and Donald were making out, she wanted to gag. She decided to give them some privacy and she went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, she couldn't believe she'd have to go two weeks without her flattening iron. But she'd make do to entertain her mother.
She slowly walked back and noticed that Donald and Gail went into the tent, when she got there she realized Chad was nowhere to be found.
She sat down in front of the fire and was staring at it when she heard a noise behind her, she didn't know the person coming toward her.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Yeah I'm looking for camp site number 12, is this it?" the guy asked walking into the light of the fire.
"No, that's the next one over."
"Thanks a ton, I'm Ryan by the way." he said reaching out to shake her hand.
"I'm Sam." she said shaking his hand.
"Are you camping alone?"
"No my mom and my step-dad are sleeping, or something."
"Well I'd better get going."
"Why? You've got plans with you're parents?"
"No, I'm camping with my brother. My parents died."
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know." she said looking down.
"It's alright."
"Sit down, I've got no one to talk to." she said patting the ground next to her.
"Well I didn't want to impose."
"It's alright, c'mon."
Without another word he sat down, they sat there for a while in silence. Sam was getting quite fidgety, she was trying to think of something to talk about.
"So, how old are you?" she asked.
"I'm 17, about to be 18. How old are you?"
"16."
"You're pretty young."
"I guess so."
There was once again silence, but that was cut short when Chad came back.
"Hey Sammy, who's this?" he asked walking up behind her.
"This is Ryan, he's in the camp site next to us." Sam said looking up at Chad.
"Nice to meet you." Chad said shaking his hand.
"Like wise. Well I've gotta get going, I'll catch ya later." Ryan said standing up and walking away without giving Sam a chance to say anything.
"What was that about?" Chad asked sitting down next to Sam.
"He thought this was his camp site, and we got to talking."
"Whatever."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It's just he's a guy, I know how they think."
"He didn't try anything if thats what you're getting at."
"Alright, I'm gonna head to bed then." he said kissing her forehead and standing up.
"Alright, good night."
"Night."
Sam watched as he went into the tent, she stared into the fire for a while. She didn't know exactly how long, but it was a while. She jumped when she heard someone use her name.
"Sammy, you alright?"
She looked over her shoulder and saw Moe staring at her, why was he being so nice lately?
"Yeah I'm fine, I must have spaced." she shyly chuckled.
"That's fine, want some company?"
"Yeah, sure."
After her sat down they got quiet, Sam kept feeding the fire. Quite frankly she was cold, that and she knew as soon as the fire went out Moe would leave. For some odd reason she didn't want him to, he was really easy to talk to.
"So I saw you talking to someone, was he a friend of yours?" Moe asked.
"No, he thought this was his site. He got a little lost and we just started talking." she shrugged.
"Oh, I see."
"So how's Mikey?"
"He's fine, still doesn't like camping though."
"Can't blame him, it kinda sucks."
"Not really, it can be fun."
"What's fun about it? No tv and no video games, that's not fun."
"You'll understand when you get older, life isn't about tv."
"Well until I'm older, it is." she said with a yawn.
"You should get some sleep, the sun's gonna be up soon."
"Yeah I should, I'll see you later?" she asked standing up.
"Yeah, but you might wanna put this out first." he said pointing to the raging fire.
Without another word she threw a large pail of sand on it, putting it out almost instantly.
"Night." she said walking to the tent.
"Night." he called over his shoulder.
Sam layed down in her sleeping bag and listened to the sounds of the others breathing, she was tired but couldn't seem to fall right to sleep. She sat there thinking until sleep finally graced her with a couple of hours.
--Day 2 Of Hell--
Sam woke up to a shoe hitting her in the head, when she opened her eyes she saw Chad throwing shoes into the tent.
"What the hell are you doing?" Sam yawned sitting up.
"It's raining, I have to put these somewhere." he said in a 'duh' tone.
"Where's the adults?"
"They went for a walk, they'll be back later."
"Oh, okay." she said laying back down.
"Oh no you don't, it's five in the afternoon. Get up." he said picking up the bottom of the sleeping bag and dragging her across the floor of the tent.
"I'm up, leave me alone."
"No, you're going back to sleep."
"No, I'm up." she said standing up.
"Alright then." he said leaving.
Sam layed back down and covered up, she layed there for a while cursing Chad. Why'd he wake her up? She was finally sleeping good. She was just about asleep when she heard Moe's voice, she was about to jump up when she heard Mikey's voice as well. She took a minute to re-think this, but finally decided to get up.
She put on a sweatshirt and un-zipped the tent door, she saw Mikey look up then quickly look back down. She ignored him though cause she had to go to the bathroom, she walked quickly to the bathroom. She looked into the mirror and saw her hair, it looked horrible. She quickly braided it into low pig tails, it took her half an hour. She slowly walked back to her camp site, she really wasn't looking forward to talking to him.
She was shocked to see her mother talking to Mikey, but she was even more shocked to see him actually holding a conversation. She slowed down even more hoping she could hear some of what they were talking about, but Donald blew her cover.
"You're hair looks good Sammy." he said looking up from the grill thing.
"Thanks." she said blushing and walking over to the picnic table.
"Hi." Mikey said sheepishly, waving slightly.
"Yeah."
"So Michael and I were just talking about when you two met, it's a very interesting story." Gail said smiling as Sam's jaw dropped.
"You told her about that? I was so horrible to you." she said blushing.
"Well it's one of the things that made me want to get to know you, you seemed very interesting." Mikey said blushing as well.
Sam sat back and watched as her mother and Mikey started talking again, none of what they were saying had anything to do with her, so she sat there quietly listening. Moe soon caught her attention, for some reason he kept looking up at her. It was kinda weird, but interesting.
"I'm gonna take a walk, I'll be back later." Sam said getting up from the picnic table.
"But Sammy, it's raining." Gail said looking concerned.
"I've got my sweat shirt, I'll be fine."
Sam starting walking, but soon heard her name being called. That seemed to be happening a lot lately. She turned around and Moe was running up to her, she waited for him to catch up.
"What's up?" Sam asked.
"Nothing, I wanted to go with you." he shrugged.
"Alright."
They started walking in their usual silence, Sam wasn't sure what Moe wanted but she wasn't complaining. After about an hour of nothing but silence, Sam finally broke it.
"So, how's you're mom?" she asked.
"She's fine, she'd not really a camping person." he chuckled.
"I'll have to meet her soon."
Sam turned to look at him, but ended up slamming her fist into his 'male area'. He was down for the count
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." she couldn't believe she'd actually just done that.
"It's...alright...I'll...live." he grunted each word, his face was beet red.
"Do you want me to get someone?"
"No, just give me a minute."
"I told you I'm bad luck, I don't think we should walk together anymore."
"It's fine...you're not bad luck."
Sam stood at the side of the road, she didn't know what to do with herself. She just smacked her boyfriends brothers personal area, it doesn't happen everyday.
It took Moe about a half an hour to stand back up, and on top of that it took them two hours to get back to the camp site. The entire walk back neither of them said anything, truthfully they didn't know what to say. They got back at about seven or eight.
Moe went back to his camp site and Sam stayed at hers, she was plaining on distancing herself from him for a couple of days. Then maybe he'd get a break from being accident prone.
Sam went into the tent and fell dead asleep. She hadn't been sleeping well, but she sure was sleeping a lot. She really didn't like that part of being pregnant.
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A/N: Sorry I didn't post this sooner, I was having horrible computer problems.
Chapter Thirty Four:
--Day 1 Of Hell Pt.2--
Sam woke up and noticed it was dark, not bad considering she fell asleep at noon. She stepped out of the tent and Gail and Donald were making out, she wanted to gag. She decided to give them some privacy and she went to the bathroom and looked in the mirror, she couldn't believe she'd have to go two weeks without her flattening iron. But she'd make do to entertain her mother.
She slowly walked back and noticed that Donald and Gail went into the tent, when she got there she realized Chad was nowhere to be found.
She sat down in front of the fire and was staring at it when she heard a noise behind her, she didn't know the person coming toward her.
"Can I help you?" she asked.
"Yeah I'm looking for camp site number 12, is this it?" the guy asked walking into the light of the fire.
"No, that's the next one over."
"Thanks a ton, I'm Ryan by the way." he said reaching out to shake her hand.
"I'm Sam." she said shaking his hand.
"Are you camping alone?"
"No my mom and my step-dad are sleeping, or something."
"Well I'd better get going."
"Why? You've got plans with you're parents?"
"No, I'm camping with my brother. My parents died."
"Oh I'm sorry, I didn't know." she said looking down.
"It's alright."
"Sit down, I've got no one to talk to." she said patting the ground next to her.
"Well I didn't want to impose."
"It's alright, c'mon."
Without another word he sat down, they sat there for a while in silence. Sam was getting quite fidgety, she was trying to think of something to talk about.
"So, how old are you?" she asked.
"I'm 17, about to be 18. How old are you?"
"16."
"You're pretty young."
"I guess so."
There was once again silence, but that was cut short when Chad came back.
"Hey Sammy, who's this?" he asked walking up behind her.
"This is Ryan, he's in the camp site next to us." Sam said looking up at Chad.
"Nice to meet you." Chad said shaking his hand.
"Like wise. Well I've gotta get going, I'll catch ya later." Ryan said standing up and walking away without giving Sam a chance to say anything.
"What was that about?" Chad asked sitting down next to Sam.
"He thought this was his camp site, and we got to talking."
"Whatever."
"What do you mean by that?"
"It's just he's a guy, I know how they think."
"He didn't try anything if thats what you're getting at."
"Alright, I'm gonna head to bed then." he said kissing her forehead and standing up.
"Alright, good night."
"Night."
Sam watched as he went into the tent, she stared into the fire for a while. She didn't know exactly how long, but it was a while. She jumped when she heard someone use her name.
"Sammy, you alright?"
She looked over her shoulder and saw Moe staring at her, why was he being so nice lately?
"Yeah I'm fine, I must have spaced." she shyly chuckled.
"That's fine, want some company?"
"Yeah, sure."
After her sat down they got quiet, Sam kept feeding the fire. Quite frankly she was cold, that and she knew as soon as the fire went out Moe would leave. For some odd reason she didn't want him to, he was really easy to talk to.
"So I saw you talking to someone, was he a friend of yours?" Moe asked.
"No, he thought this was his site. He got a little lost and we just started talking." she shrugged.
"Oh, I see."
"So how's Mikey?"
"He's fine, still doesn't like camping though."
"Can't blame him, it kinda sucks."
"Not really, it can be fun."
"What's fun about it? No tv and no video games, that's not fun."
"You'll understand when you get older, life isn't about tv."
"Well until I'm older, it is." she said with a yawn.
"You should get some sleep, the sun's gonna be up soon."
"Yeah I should, I'll see you later?" she asked standing up.
"Yeah, but you might wanna put this out first." he said pointing to the raging fire.
Without another word she threw a large pail of sand on it, putting it out almost instantly.
"Night." she said walking to the tent.
"Night." he called over his shoulder.
Sam layed down in her sleeping bag and listened to the sounds of the others breathing, she was tired but couldn't seem to fall right to sleep. She sat there thinking until sleep finally graced her with a couple of hours.
--Day 2 Of Hell--
Sam woke up to a shoe hitting her in the head, when she opened her eyes she saw Chad throwing shoes into the tent.
"What the hell are you doing?" Sam yawned sitting up.
"It's raining, I have to put these somewhere." he said in a 'duh' tone.
"Where's the adults?"
"They went for a walk, they'll be back later."
"Oh, okay." she said laying back down.
"Oh no you don't, it's five in the afternoon. Get up." he said picking up the bottom of the sleeping bag and dragging her across the floor of the tent.
"I'm up, leave me alone."
"No, you're going back to sleep."
"No, I'm up." she said standing up.
"Alright then." he said leaving.
Sam layed back down and covered up, she layed there for a while cursing Chad. Why'd he wake her up? She was finally sleeping good. She was just about asleep when she heard Moe's voice, she was about to jump up when she heard Mikey's voice as well. She took a minute to re-think this, but finally decided to get up.
She put on a sweatshirt and un-zipped the tent door, she saw Mikey look up then quickly look back down. She ignored him though cause she had to go to the bathroom, she walked quickly to the bathroom. She looked into the mirror and saw her hair, it looked horrible. She quickly braided it into low pig tails, it took her half an hour. She slowly walked back to her camp site, she really wasn't looking forward to talking to him.
She was shocked to see her mother talking to Mikey, but she was even more shocked to see him actually holding a conversation. She slowed down even more hoping she could hear some of what they were talking about, but Donald blew her cover.
"You're hair looks good Sammy." he said looking up from the grill thing.
"Thanks." she said blushing and walking over to the picnic table.
"Hi." Mikey said sheepishly, waving slightly.
"Yeah."
"So Michael and I were just talking about when you two met, it's a very interesting story." Gail said smiling as Sam's jaw dropped.
"You told her about that? I was so horrible to you." she said blushing.
"Well it's one of the things that made me want to get to know you, you seemed very interesting." Mikey said blushing as well.
Sam sat back and watched as her mother and Mikey started talking again, none of what they were saying had anything to do with her, so she sat there quietly listening. Moe soon caught her attention, for some reason he kept looking up at her. It was kinda weird, but interesting.
"I'm gonna take a walk, I'll be back later." Sam said getting up from the picnic table.
"But Sammy, it's raining." Gail said looking concerned.
"I've got my sweat shirt, I'll be fine."
Sam starting walking, but soon heard her name being called. That seemed to be happening a lot lately. She turned around and Moe was running up to her, she waited for him to catch up.
"What's up?" Sam asked.
"Nothing, I wanted to go with you." he shrugged.
"Alright."
They started walking in their usual silence, Sam wasn't sure what Moe wanted but she wasn't complaining. After about an hour of nothing but silence, Sam finally broke it.
"So, how's you're mom?" she asked.
"She's fine, she'd not really a camping person." he chuckled.
"I'll have to meet her soon."
Sam turned to look at him, but ended up slamming her fist into his 'male area'. He was down for the count
"Oh my God, I'm so sorry." she couldn't believe she'd actually just done that.
"It's...alright...I'll...live." he grunted each word, his face was beet red.
"Do you want me to get someone?"
"No, just give me a minute."
"I told you I'm bad luck, I don't think we should walk together anymore."
"It's fine...you're not bad luck."
Sam stood at the side of the road, she didn't know what to do with herself. She just smacked her boyfriends brothers personal area, it doesn't happen everyday.
It took Moe about a half an hour to stand back up, and on top of that it took them two hours to get back to the camp site. The entire walk back neither of them said anything, truthfully they didn't know what to say. They got back at about seven or eight.
Moe went back to his camp site and Sam stayed at hers, she was plaining on distancing herself from him for a couple of days. Then maybe he'd get a break from being accident prone.
Sam went into the tent and fell dead asleep. She hadn't been sleeping well, but she sure was sleeping a lot. She really didn't like that part of being pregnant.
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A/N: Sorry I didn't post this sooner, I was having horrible computer problems.