Just a little misunderstanding....

CHAPTER ELEVEN: CAMPING TRIP.

     Life is not a fairytale, if you lose your shoe at midnight, you're drunk.

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                   "Get in."

                   "No."

                   "I said get in."

        "And I said no. Or have you not been listening to me for the past hour? Perhaps you're now suddenly deaf; cause I know a guy-"

        "Dammit Tori. Just get in the freaking bus!"
   
    Woaw. Someone's been skipping anger management classes.

  Everyone was suddenly staring at us cause of Lace's sudden outburst. That's right people, feast your eyes on the awesomeness that is me. Cue fireworks.

    "I am not. And I repeat, I'm not accompaning you on this joke of a trip." I huffed.

    "I have kit katttt."

            (^O^)!

     "You had better not be joking Miss King, for your own good. You just don't go around kidding about something as incredibly vital as kit Kat." I skeptically cautioned her.

    In case you haven't noticed, yes. Yes, I am infact, madly, insanely, incredulously in love with those two bars of chocolately goodness.
           
           ＼(^o^)／

       So get this, if kit Kat was a person, I'd most probably rape it; albeit man or woman. If heaven were a food, it'd most definitely be kit kat. If I'm given three wishes, I'd just wish for a lifetime supply of kit Kat. Thrice. If I'm stuck on an island filled with alligators and pirahnas and I'm asked to request for one tool for survival, I'd most likely pick a kit Kat. And I'd probably get eaten. But at least I'd die happy.^̮^

    "I'm going to kill you, then sue you for giving me false hope. Do you kn-" I was cut off from my angry rant by a shining light, pretty much shiner than whatever diamond rhianna was singing about; combined with the melodious voices of angels singing "aahh" as Lace pulled out the breath taking, heart stopping, world saving, lover of my life out of her back pack.

And get this, it was jumbo sized.

   Bless the being that is Lacey King.  
              (ಥ﹏ಥ)

       "Oh you know you want the bars, here girl, come get it. Heeerrreeee Tori, Tori, Tori."

   Yup. That was in fact the sound of Lace luring me into the bus with a bar of chocolate. Like a dog. Safe to say, I followed her into the bus panting and unmistakeabley drooling. Like a dog.

    It was only after I had completely devoured every bit of the chocolate and not forgetting to lick all of my fingers clean  that I discovered I was on a moving bus. And on my left I saw Lace smirking evily and a whole bunch of other idiots from my class in other parts of the bus doing whatever it is that idiots do. Damn! Kit Kat is literally going to be the death of me.

Fuck my life.
       

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      After being on the bus for about 2 hours or so, we finally arrived at the camping site. And the place was completely mind blowingly beautiful.