It was my meet and greet now and there are lots of people here. Its sad not everyone gets what they want, I'm only here for 2 hours anyway but I don't think that would fit for all these people.
We are in Madrid, Spain now and its cool, from what I saw above. I wore my usual attire, the ripped jeans and checkered polo that was folded up my elbow.
Next in line was a mother and daughter, the girl actually looked flustered, she was really red and some tears welled up in her eyes like this was some kind of miracle. No one talked for awhile until her mother spoke up.
"I'm so sorry for my daughter. She even practiced a speach for you. Her name is Adrea" she said. I sign my signiture on the handed white shirt and wrote 'See you soon Adrea, hope I can hear that speech of yours' "Oh! She actually wrote that" Her mom suddenly exclames as she takes out a piece of paper. I smile at her "Great, Adrea. I can just read this and maybe email you back" I said. And yes, there was actually her email adress on the front of the envelope.
Next was two teenage girls. "Oh my gosh! Its so great to meet you in personal, like your so pretty" The first girl with blonde hair says. I like people who actually talk to me but I get it that some people are shy too. "Thanks, your pretty too" I said as I sigh their, what looked like... Um...What the hell is this?
"Yeah! That Chace is such a jerk, such a spotlight seeker" the brunnette girl speaks up. I smile but didn't agree "I'm sure he'll change"After the two hours I finally left, yeah some didn't get their autographs, and I can actually hear the whines of those teenage girls. I can still remember when the school decided to make us go to camp and I could still hear the whines of many girls when they got pranked. Pranked by me and Trevor ofcourse and they didn't have a clue. Now, why would little 'ole angel me prank them? Lets just say, I stood in the bus for 1 hour just for their huge bags to sit next to them. And you know Trevor, Always there to help.
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"Why did the school think of this again?" I ask to Trevor who was having trouble putting his bag on, since it barely fit his arm. "Its called learning the woods life" he said. I scowl "And why are yous not used to that?" I ask. This is a province after all. Why haven't they gone to camping from all the times that they had.
"Because the girls here are feeling city girl. And I'm not meaning to offend you" he said. Whats that supposed to mean? Like a city girl? But I brushed it off. We got on the bus and there are literally no more seats left. Girl's bags we're so huge " beaucoup de plus que a ville fille" I mutter loud enough for the girls to hear but ofcourse they only raised their eyebrows thinking it was gibes.
"Keep talking like that and I'll get nose bleed" Trevor says from beside me. The bus had started and no one even offered me a seat! Too much for the existance of gentlemen.
"Ugh! My legs hurt!" I whine once we finally get back down on the ground. Trevor glares at me, oh right, his does too. We were sharing a tent, and it was fine by the coordinator too since they can't really afford a much bigger space for no one to share and my mom gave them a letter too that were not hormone filled teenager.
He sets up the tent since I have no idea how to and I would just be a bother if I do try to help. We both colapse inside, panting, even though I didn't do anything, it was tiring just watching him (Yeah I know, lazy talk) "Those girls are so gonna pay" I said. I glance at Trevor and he was grinning evily.
He zipped the tent up and locked it (Yes, theres a lock). As he pulled out what seemed to be a paper bag in his bag, thats why the bag was so bloated. "Yeah, thats figured" he said as he scatters the stuff inside the paper bag. Prank stuff to be presise "These were supposed to be for the coordinators but we both have someone elses in our minds" he said. I wink and nudge his shoulder "Great minds think alike"
Here in camp, we didn't really learn anything. People packed almost their whole house and every one wasn't paying attention to the coordinators and they gave up on trying to catch everyones attention. While everyone was going out to swim, we were silently in the tent preparing our plan.
They all thought we were sleeping and if they get back and everythings ruined we can just pretend we were asleep and besides we'll leave clues that will totally lead to the coordinators. Sure we don't want them to get fired but they're not really doing their jobs.
Anyways, while the coordinators were asleep we teared their blue uniformed shirts and pretended to get it caught by the zipper of the girl's tents and some on the branches and we also grabbed Mr. Mark's huge shoes for his huge feet to literally dig it hard enough to leave a mark while me and Trevore walked in light steps.
We melted the extra marsh mallows that we packed and spread it over their sleeping bags, ants will be sleeping with them tonight. Then we poured mud inside their luggages, thats what you get if you don't have locks! Then, by Trevor, we mixed the baking soda and vinigar for an awful smell and put that in the corner of their tent, its pretty hard to see since its dark. And before anything, we ripped their clothes too, with the use of the coordinator's pocket knife, another clue since they're the only one bringing these things.
Then we trashed everything inside the coordinator's huge bags that they placed outside since the 3 of them woudn't fit in one tent with the bags which was pretty stupid, didn't they fear students would do this?
Now don't get me wrong, I am sweet and kind. To the people who respect me that is, but if you make me stand for one hour in a bus, You soooo have a death wish.
Then we went back to our tent and fell asleep, literally.
Anyways, when we got back the coordinators were fired and much more trained ones replaced them and the girls were crying their eyes out cause their forever 21 clothes were ruined. And no one put the blame on us. Yeah, were pretty smart. Thats what you get for making me stand.
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Lesson learned, do not do unto others the things you don't want them to do to you. If you want to be respected then you should respect. If you want to be a leader, be a good follower.

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