Chapter Eight

"Squid, get that idiotic smirk off of your face," I said after I realized what just happened.

"Awww, Emma, I can't wait to tell the guys that you think we're devilishly handsome."

"Fine, I don't care if you tell them that. The devil is ugly."

The guys came into the tent to find a very confusing scene. I was less than an inch away from Squid pointing in his face, and Squid was smirking like the idiot he is.

"Um, are we interrupting something?" X-Ray asked us awkwardly.

"Oh no, but I have just found out some very interesting news," Squid said despite my silent death glares.

"What?" Zigzag asked, his attention caught.

"That Emma over here thinks that-" Squid started.

"Squid is losing his mind to CIA agents," I interrupted quickly.

"I knew it!" Zigzag said proudly.

"No, that's not it," Squid said trying to quiet Zigzag down, "Emma thinks that-"

Before I could even think about how I was going to shut him up, I did the first thing that came to mind. I tackled him and put my hands over his mouth.

"Say one word and I'll kill you in your sleep," I threatened.

Suddenly I felt a pair of arms slide around my middle and pick me up, unsurprisingly it was Zigzag.

"Emma, Squid has the CIA after him, he doesn't need you hurting him along with that," he told me calmly.

"Okay, now Squid what does Emma think?" Armpit asked getting impatient.

"Okay, Emma, tell them what you think," Squid said obviously catching on to the fact that I wasn't going to let him tell them.

"I confess, I think that…I think that bananas are a conspiracy," I finished lamely.

"See guys, it isn't just me, "Zigzag said to them.

The dinner bell rang and the guys minus Squid and me started towards the mess hall. I turned toward Squid just to see him smirk and walk past me. Before he walked out of the tent, he turned to me, winked, and said, "Later Babe."

I sighed and made myself a peanut butter sandwich. Just then I remembered that Sarah sent me a package. I slid it closer to myself and opened it. Inside I found my feminine products, the digital camera, and my precious mixes along with my portable CD player and extra batteries. I popped open the CD player and put in one of my mixes to find the comforting sounds of Lil' Jon coming through the earphones and putting me to sleep.

I heard the guys come back in and just decided to ignore them. I listened to them shuffle as quietly as they could, i.e. very loudly, and go to bed. It had been about two hours after they all fell asleep when some idiotic moron decided it would be fun to wake me up.

"Who ever the hell is shaking me better step off or you will get a face full of fist," I threatened in a not so threatening matter.

I heard the stupid sound of Squid chuckling. I lamely raised my fist trying to prove my point. Suddenly I felt Squid pick me up and throw me over his shoulder.

"Squid, what the hell?" I hissed into his ear.

"I know you like me," he told me softly, after he took me off his shoulder.

"Whoever the hell told you that is off their rocker," I said trying to go back into the tent.

"So, you're brother is off his rocker now, huh?"

"Squid, he was never on," I said still trying to find an escape route to the tent, "Squid, I'm tried. Let me go back to the tent, and if you don't I'll-"

The next thing I knew Squid's lips were on mine, and the wake up bell was blaring?

"Oh my god, it was just a dream.'

I got up and got dressed before any of the guys had put their feet on the ground.

"What's the hurry Emma?" Squid asked me.

I tensed up.

"Oh nothing, just want a fresh start. Yeah. Bye," I said awkwardly running out of the tent to go get my "breakfast".