What A Great Day To Spend Indoors, chapter 2
DALLAS' POV
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It was the day of our camping trip. We all crammed ourselves into Trent's van. I dont know how we were gonna sleep and live in here for a few days, but this was going to be entertaining. Throwing my stuff into the pile of bags in the back, Trent comes up behind me.
"You wanna drive? Because I dont."
"I guess so." I make up my mind and take the drivers seat.
"Woo... What I'm wondering about is how we all fit in here." Bert looked back from the passenger seat, seeing everyone squished together along with all our camping crap. I turned around too.
It looked like life-size tetris in a van.
CHRIS' POV
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Augh! It was so packed in here, I COULD BARELY BREATHE! Now I cant wait to get out of this friggen van and sleep in a cold empty tent... All alone... No wait, Bert will probably try to sleep with me. Just the thought of that makes me shudder, and sends chills down my spine. I've been wondering about Bert lately. And worrying too. He seems... I dont know how to put this, but... A bit feminine. Okay once George told me that Bert tried to give him a back massage and shampoo tips. Oh god Bert, What happened?
I pulled out a beer from my backpack and leaned against Simone.
SIMONES POV
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Chris smelt really bad. I dont think he's taken a shower in atleast a week. And now he's drinking beer, which makes him smell even worse. And LEANING against me, which means I'm gonna wreak like Chris. It's not that I dont like Chris or anything... I do like him, and nobody knows but me.
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It was the day of our camping trip. We all crammed ourselves into Trent's van. I dont know how we were gonna sleep and live in here for a few days, but this was going to be entertaining. Throwing my stuff into the pile of bags in the back, Trent comes up behind me.
"You wanna drive? Because I dont."
"I guess so." I make up my mind and take the drivers seat.
"Woo... What I'm wondering about is how we all fit in here." Bert looked back from the passenger seat, seeing everyone squished together along with all our camping crap. I turned around too.
It looked like life-size tetris in a van.
CHRIS' POV
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Augh! It was so packed in here, I COULD BARELY BREATHE! Now I cant wait to get out of this friggen van and sleep in a cold empty tent... All alone... No wait, Bert will probably try to sleep with me. Just the thought of that makes me shudder, and sends chills down my spine. I've been wondering about Bert lately. And worrying too. He seems... I dont know how to put this, but... A bit feminine. Okay once George told me that Bert tried to give him a back massage and shampoo tips. Oh god Bert, What happened?
I pulled out a beer from my backpack and leaned against Simone.
SIMONES POV
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Chris smelt really bad. I dont think he's taken a shower in atleast a week. And now he's drinking beer, which makes him smell even worse. And LEANING against me, which means I'm gonna wreak like Chris. It's not that I dont like Chris or anything... I do like him, and nobody knows but me.
