Mission 2 -??? (5)

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Sorry for the waitt ! Anyways, hi and heres chapter 5!

- At night -

Housemaster :

"Okay kids, follow me to the lake. We're going to learn how to light a fire."

The Housemaster led the kids to the lake. 

Housemaster :

"4 out of 5 and your tent buddies will gather sticks for the fire and the other person will get the food that you'll be roasting and 2 rocks to start the fire"

Damian :

"Okay i'll get the food and the rocks and you guys get the sticks."

Anya :

"Yeah yeah whatever 'bawsman'" Anya mocked.

Emile :

"Hey don't make fun of lord Damian you little idiot."

Damian :

"Emile, leave it."

She's my little idiot.

Becky :

"But you're rude to Anya all the timee. Why can't Emile be?"

Damian :

"Pfft- I- I"

It just doesn't sit right with me. only I can be rude to Anya

Becky :

"Cat got your tongue?"

Damian :

"Tch. whatever. just go get the sticks."

Becky :

"okay bossman" Becky mocked while rolling her eyes.

Becky, Emile, Anya, and Ewen all left Damian and went into the forest to find sticks. Everyone split up and agreed to just come back when they think they found enough sticks

*rustle*

Anya turned her head to the sound. The sound was coming from a big bush and Anya also heard breathing. Anya froze from fear which made her drop all her sticks and she could tell that the thing in the bush heard it because the rustling stopped. Anya was still frozen in place.

Anya :

"AHHH!"

Anya screamed when George tapped her from behind. 

George :

"Woah. What's wrong?"

Anya sighed from relief.

Anya :

"omg its just you! I was just really scared because I heard some rustling in the leaves but it might've just been a squirrel or something."

Becky saw the two from far away and secretly took a picture but without a flash this time.

George :

"It probably was and you should pick up your sticks so. I-I can w-walk you back if you want. WELL IF YOU HAVE ENOUGH STICKS O-O-OF COURSE!" 

Anya bent down to get her sticks.

Anya :

"Hmm.. I think this is enough sticks for Damians likings."

George :

Why does she care?

Anya looked up at him in confusion.

Anya :

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