Hey people, this is my 4th chapter. Thanks for your reviews, and well you guys rock!!! Music4evah, I'm so sorry, I'll try to write it better!!!!! PEACE!!! Oh and They have to have tents because well they just do OK!!!!!?? They share tents according to their ages. Dan and Natalie are 11. Ian and Amy are 14. Zane is 15. Ok?
Zane's POV
The Cahills all walked in. Dan and Natalie were first. Glaring at each other, of course. Then Ian and Amy walked in next. Poor girl. I'd hate to be stuck with a snob like him. Anyways, I walked up to them and put on a fake smile. "Good morning!" I said.
"I believe here in England, it is now Evening." (Is there a time change in England? Let's just say there is.) Mr. I'm a Snobby Jerk face, or Ian, replied
I gave him my special death glare. To my surprise, the tiny annoying one out something out of her um, I think it was Gunni, Gutti, NO!!! Gucci, her Gucci jeans pocket. It was a small silver gun.
Dan's POV
Zane's crazy. When he saw the gun, he laughed!!! Laughed!!!! "What?" He was able to gasp out, "Is that for playing with your little friends?" Natalie hissed and aimed her gun at his head. Maybe he'd grow another head. Or maybe another 100. All I knew was that he was in big, BIG, trouble.
Ok. Will Zane have to get shot? Reviews people!!!!
If Zane gets shot, he might grow like a million heads. Or Natalie might kill him. That means the end of the story…. REVIEW!!!!
