Phil's POV

When we arrived at the park, me and Dan thanked the driver for the music and he told us he loved muse. I loved that driver. I managed to bring a tape and I put my earphones in and offered Dan one.

"What band?" he asked.

"Sleeping with sirens if I'm James Dean then your Audrey Hepburn," I smiled. (A/N the song I took the title from :D)

He took the earphone and we played the song, "I don't think words could express your beauty it's singing to me," he sung perfectly.

"Dan your a really good singer I sound like a dying walrus-chicken,"

"ATTENTION!" screamed Mrs Harris, "your arrangements, you will be left alone to do what you want, your cabins are: Dan and Phil in cabin one which is in the middle of the forest. It has lots of technology and is the only cabin with Internet connection, it's completely on it's own and deserted because I can trust you here's a map some flashlights food and drink will be all in there go find your cabin," she told us.

"This maps hard to read," Dan whined.

"You've got it upside down dumby," I said turning the map the right way up.

"Oh," he said and began directing me to the cabin. We got there 15 minutes later.

"Wow she did mean deserted didn't she?" Dan asked. I nodded and ran into the building bagging the biggest room. We unpacked and had a look around. There was a cassette player so I could play my tapes. Yay! I ran over to it and put all time low on quite loud. We screamed out the lyrics and danced. This was going to be a fun week.

Dan's POV

We belted out the lyrics to paint your wings by all time low, "I PAINTED A PICTURE OF THE THINGS I WANTED MOST, TO COLOUR IN THE DARKER SIDE OF ALL MY BRIGHTEST HOPES, BUT THERE'S A MONSTER STANDING WHERE YOU SHOULD BE, SO I'LL PAINT YOUR WINGS AND I'LL SET YOU FREE!"

We headed into another room. I saw a guitar, a microphone and a set of drums.

I picked up the microphone and sang dramatically, "Hello there, the angel from my nightmare, the shadow in the background of the morgue, the unsuspecting victim, of darkness in the valley we can live like Jack and Sally if we want, where you can always find me, and we'll have Halloween on christmas and in the night we'll wish this never ends, we'll wish this never ends," I sang, he gasped and I smiled.

"You're an excellent singer," he said

"You're an excellent talker," I didn't tell him about my YouTube channel yet. It was going to be a surprise.

He walked down the stairs and I followed, he was on the cabins laptop when, "hey Dan, is that you?"