a/n ; for SOME REASON, when my story decided to not change and i copy and pasted it over, it decided to get stuck in the middle and not allow me to make anything bold, so it looks funky . also thoughts arent italicised so
YOU FLINCHED AWAKE HEARING THE WHIRRING OF A HELICOPTER HOVERING AHEAD, CIRCLING THE CABINS.
"the fuck?" you groan, rubbing your tired eyes.
leshawna winces, "ugh, okay! that dude is really starting to get on my last nerve!"
heather yawns, "whatever. he just loves ruining our mornings"
you sigh, getting off your bed and stretching.
"beth, lindsay, go warm up the shower for me" heather smirks.
they both stared.
"now! and remember-"
"not too hot this time, i know" beth sighed.
you shake your head,
those poor, poor girls..
QUEUE TO THERE BEING A LONG ASS LINE OF GIRLS WAITING TO USE THE BATHROOM.
like always...
"what's the hold up?" bridgette questioned.
"heather needs her private time" lindsay winced.
"how long's 'queenie' gonna be in there?" leshawna questioned in annoyance, "i got urgent business"
