I woke up the next morning; curled up in a weird position with my sleeping bag twisted and wrapped around me making me feel stuck, i was still however, sleeping in-between the lounge and Nate with his arm wrapped around me. Nate was still sound asleep next to me, making very odd snoring noises. I managed to untwist myself enough to be able to get out of my sleeping bag quite gracefully. I stood up and turned around heading for the door and my shin somehow navigated straight into my pack, which sent me flying unwillingly to the floor with a loud bang on the wooden floor. I managed to land on my arms and then roll over onto my back, i stayed lying still being completely silent thinking i had woken someone up. I heard nothing, so i burst out into a quiet laughter at my clumsiness.
I got back up and tip-toed to the door, i stepped outside into the fresh morning air. Suddenly I could hear a rumbling sound erupt from the ground and I felt a slight quiver under my feet. And then everything went dark.
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To Be a Spy or an Average
RomanceLife is tough. Alix has to choose whether to follow in her parents footsteps and become a spy or live out a normal life with an average career like her 3 old siblings. Ali is sceptical about making big decisions; she likes to do her research. What h...
