Chapter 18
Can't Believe Your, Packing Your Bags, Trying So Hare Not To Cry- (Louis)
Friday 12th July 2009 - Acorn Adventure Centre
(Part 1)
Louis had left early in the morning to avoid getting caught, but he left a note.
Thank god aswell, I would have had a heart attack.
Left a bit early, sorry didn't want to wake you.
You looked cute sleeping in my arms :D
I'll be back down before you leave babe,
I don't want you to go :'(
Love you always, Louis Xx
I felt like punching him.
HOW DOYA THINK I FEEL??!
I DON'T WANNA GO EITHER
AND YOUR MAKING IT WORSE!!
"SIERRA ARE YOU UP YET?!"
"I DON'T WANT TO PACK."
"I REFUSE TO MOVE FROM THIS BUNK."
Wow, morning madness.
"TO THE SHOWERS," I yelled as we all dragged our feet to the bathroom.
"This is the last time we're gunna have a shower here."
"Last time we get up here."
"Last time we walk to the toilets at 7.45a.m. here."
"Last time we escape from reality." I whispered to myself. Getting lost in my thoughts as the cold water hit me.
Later onnnnn
After breakfast we were all given till 11.a.m. to pack as the bus would be here a 11.30.
"Claire, I think this is your skirt."
"Cez do you have my eyeliner?"
"The pokadot converse were mine."
Everything was such a blur. I just couldn't get Louis out of my head.
I stood there, lost in thought as I folded my clothes.
My mom would probably go bezerk if they wernt folded nicely.
My mom.
I wonder what she was doing.
I sent her a text saying we'd arrived safely on the first day, but she never replied.
And then, I forgot.
Forgot to tell her how I was.
Forgot to ask if she was okay.
I forgot her,
completely.
"Sierra! Your phones going!".
It was only when Mary nudged me did those words take effect.
Rushing to where all the phones were charging, I grabbed mine.
Mum calling...
"Hello?"
"Huh, so your alive then?" a lightheart voice spoke.
I didn't even realise how much I missed that voice and how happy I was to hear it again.
"Hey! Umm- did you miss me?"
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