::tries to creep in inconspicuously::
Okay, so that obviously didn't work.
Umm…I'll…distract you with the story!
And, I don't own Holes. Or Godzilla. Or Victoria's Secret. Or Paris Hilton. Sheesh.
Change of Plans
Chapter VI
From Problems I Face
Oh. My. Gosh.
I did not just say that. "Thanks buddy?" "Thanks buddy?!?"
Wincing, I hobbled over to the girls side of the camp, thoroughly embarrassed with myself. This camp was so frustrating.
I have to put up with the criminal version of Barbie doll. I have no idea what my buddy's name is. Uhh. Lizards are currently formulating a plot of damnation over in our camp.
Groaning, I slumped onto my cot, the springs immediately recoiling with a scraping creeeaaaak.
And to top it all off, my cot squeaks.
Wonderful.
That was my last thought as my body lulled itself into a sleep Godzilla couldn't wake me of.
"HOLY SHEET, MAN! GODZEELA!"
My eyes snapped open, the exclamation shoving my mind into "what the hell" mode. Sitting up, my vision focused to see…oh, what's his name? Magnet…marching around in a lizard-like fashion.
D-tent was confused, to amend an understatement. After a moments pause, X-ray's voice broke the silence: "Man, what the hell are you babbling about?"
Chuckles. Magnet's eyes bugged out to the size of golf balls. "The lizards, senor, they're taking over our camp!"
Zigzag made his grand awakening, managing to greet Magnet with a yawn. His hand landed forcefully on the boy's shoulder. "Magnet, my friend, you've gone crazy."
"I'm not joking!" Magnet defended himself. "Go look out there!"
Curious, I turned around, my eyes welcomed by the sun's minimal peek over the horizon. I looked around, not seeing anything, until my eyes slid down--and then I saw it.
One little lizard. Just one. Laying peacefully near our tent flap.
My partner approached the flap behind me. I heard a gasp before he pulled me back by the waist, the flap door falling into its normal position. I turned around, angered. "What the heck?" The boy's eyebrows raised about 3 inches.
"Are you kidding? That thing would kill you in one bite. It's poisonous." Amie gasped very audibly behind us.
"What? Squid, I'm awfully scared of lizards." She approached Squid, as I know remembered, and grasped his arm dramatically. "Please be my hero and get the lizard away?"
The display kinda made me want to hurl. I mean, from an objective point of view, of course.
Squid scratched his scalp, underneath the dirtied hat, and gave the tent's entrance a perplexed look. Before he could answer, a trumpet flourish resounded throughout the camp.
"Well, I guess it's time for that meeting Mom told us about last night," X-ray clarified, then getting up to leave. "Let's head out."
"What about that lizard-thing?" Amie asked, still gripping my partners arm.
"Yeah, I'm not going out there!" Magnet chimed in. Squid pulled the flap away, revealing the absence of "Godzilla."
"The sun rose. Yellow-spotted lizards hate the sunlight, remember?" Squid asked bluntly. Magnet pursed his lips.
"Yay!" Amie hopped up and down, her skirt flying up a little too high and revealing Victoria's secret. The girls awkwardly looked away while the boys awkwardly gawked. Squid blinked. "Time to go!" Amie smiled widely, eyes gleaming at Squid. Roughly she pulled him out of the tent, her skirt bobbing up and down in sync with her hair. "You have to teach me all about this place! After that scare, I need to know everything…" Her squeak of a voice trailed off, leaving me partner-less.
I seethed. "That little b--"
"Now, now," X-ray patted my shoulder, then continuing onward with his buddy, Crimson. Everyone else followed suite, until Armpit approached me.
"I know this isn't exactly what you wanted, but I'll be your guide for today," Armpit offered. I tried to smile, still upset with the Paris-Hilton wannabe.
"That'd be nice." Armpit beamed, and the two of us exited the tent.
"If it helps," Armpit began as we took the caboose of the group, "you're the most normal-looking girl in our tent. I mean, normal as in…well…not normal looking. Like, well…"
I giggled, the boy's babbling being my entertainment. "It's okay. I get it."
"You're pretty, I mean," he finally corrected. I felt my blush, even in the harsh sun.
"Thanks."
We continued in silence, our footsteps agitating the sand around us. I kept my eyes straight ahead, but somehow they kept landing on the smiling figures of Squid and Amie.
Well, that's it. It's definitely been awhile, but there we go! I'm going to try to keep up with this. AP english is finally over, and that opens up a lot more time for writing creatively. So, cha. Review!