CHAPTER DONE BY TILDA
Extra info: all the people in this are from my Scout Group, and APL and PL stand for Patrol Leader and Assistant Patrol Leader :)
I was bored. I was new and hardly knew anyone. I didn't who to talk to, and I didn't know what to do. In the right corner, Vinth and Anastasia were vandalising a whiteboard with Among Us stuff. I only barely knew what it was, since my parents don't usually let me play computer games other than Minecraft and Elvenar.
I turned to the left, and found a crowd of other scouts surrounding the table where you put bags and other stuff. I walked over, interested to see what made so many people come over. I wasn't disappointed. My APL, Amelie, was arm wrestling with one of the boys, Edward. The crowd around them groaned as Edward managed to win.
He grinned. "Right! Who's next?"
Silence.
Finally, Noah volunteered. It was a hopeless battle for him; Edward was twice his size. Once they were in position, Edward started easy on him. Then, all of the sudden, he slammed Noah's hand down on his side of the table. Noah groaned. "What're you trying to do, break all the bones in my hand?"
Everyone laughed at this.
Up next was Isaac, and unfortunately, Noah. When Isaac took his hand, he laughed. Noah's hand was still 'broken' so it was limp. "Mate, what is this?"
Noah laughed and shrugged. "Blame Edward."
Isaac ended up winning, as of Noah's 'injured' hand.
