Hey guys, here´s the next chapter :p Yay summerbreak from school today! :p ended my last exam with a C :p I had never thought that I was that good at Science :o
Anyways hope you like this chapter :p
Chapter 5: Bright and Early
Addie´s POV:
I was extremely tired when I was awoken the next morning at 8 am by some guy blowing in a trumpet. I have always been very groggy in the morning and that morning was no excuse. "Addie, come on," Julie was shaking me gently. I opened my eyes and saw that she was already dressed. "Nooo," i mumbled and buried my head in the pillow. "Yes, now!" Julie told me before she stole my blanket. "Nooo," I mumbled again and kept my head buried in the pillow. "Adrianna, you´ll get into trouble," she said using the my full name. "Fine," i sighed and gave up. "Good," she laughed as she left the room.
Chris´ POV:
Almost all of us were gathered in the dining room of the camp for the first meeting. "Where´s Addie?" Mike asked me looking around, "i don´t know," I answered when I realized that she was missing too.
When she walked in a few minutes later, she looked like a zombie. I sighed and walked to her. "Good morning, Sleeping Beauty," I joked. As an answer I received a killer glance from her. I laughed. She hit my shoulder very weakly and walked by me. She sat down on a chair and I sat myself down beside her.
"As you all know, all the kids are coming today, and we need to distribute tasks," Mr Johnson spoke silencing all the small talk in the room. I suddenly got very distracted when I looked down the table. The girl who caught my eye was very beautiful. She had short red hair and freckles on her pretty face.
"Mr Poynter?" Mr Johnson asked and all eyes were on me. Getting back to reality I realized that my phone was ringing. "Oh sorry," I said and grabbed my phone from my pocket and looked at the caller ID. It told me that it was Emma who called. I sighed and pressed "decline".
It was not more than a minute later that my phone rang again. "Mr Poynter?" Mr Johnson asked again. He sounded irritated. "Sorry, sir," I said and pressed "decline" again. It was Emma again.
Mr Johnson kept getting more and more irritated at me when my phone rang the third and the fourth time. He sighed. "You might as well take it," he said when Emma called the fifth time. "Sorry," I said for the fifth time today. I pressed "receive call" and placed my phone to my ear. Emma´s voice immediately spoke. "Why don´t you answer your phone?" she asked. "I was-"I started but she didn´t let me speak. She kept on babbling on and on about something that I did not catch what was. "I´ll talk to you later," I told her, cutting her off in the middle of a sentence and hung up. To make sure that she did not call again, I turned off my phone.
Addie and I signed up for the job to stand in the parking lot, receiving the kids when they arrived. "What is up with you?" I asked when she looked a little spaced out. "I just had a bad start here," she said and sighed heavily before telling me about her night. I was just about to comfort her when the first bus arrived. I looked at Addie, she looked like she´d seen a ghost and I had to admit that I was afraid. A whole bus full of teenage girls who was completely incomprehensible to us guys.
I could see that Addie´s "bad start" grew worse when the teenage girls arrived. I was grateful that Addie had never been like those girls. She had never cared so much about make-up, though, she still wore it. She had never cared so much about guys, though she was still friends with a whole bunch of them. I thought about going over and ask her how she was doing, but there were always teenage girls holding me back or a football match with the boys that I needed to join.
Addie´s POV:
When all the kids had arrived they were distributed into groups, each group had a leader. The groups were either all girls or all boys. In my group, all the girls' didn´t hide their meanings about Chris. I was about to throw up under the first meeting when they kept talking about how oh so hot Chris was. It was killing me that other girls had those kinds of thoughts about my brother. I tried to change the subject several times when it was getting too much, but I was always cut off by a girl who suddenly had her meaning about Chris that she wanted to share even though those meanings were all the same when it came to those girls.
