Chapter 1 : The first impression
while looking out of the car door window , small rays of sun are hitting my face. it's 8 o'clock in the morning and we've been driving for about...a long time.
LA isn't so different from New York, where i come from. there were high block of flats , lots of cars and industry and shit.
there is music playing from the radio. i love this. if there is good music and you can just focus on that while looking outside. i can just spend a whole day doing this. wich in this case, i did.
"mom!" i yelled, trying to get over the sound of the radio. she looked at me thru the mirror of the drive passenger seat, while my dad put down the volume." yes, samanta?"
" how long till we get to the camping?" i asked while my ears found it yet annoying yet peacefull without the loud music.
"uhmmm...i think we'll be there in... she looked at my dad with a questioning face."half an hour?" my dad agreed. "the camping will be open in an hour so you'll have to do something for yourself for half an hour. "
i sighed while turning my head back to the window. "i'll stay in the car then..." the music went right back to the volume that it used to play.
after half an hour we arrived.
there was a parking lot in front of the camping,and behind the parking lot there was a round little house. i think that's the house where you check - in.
i tried to look further , and i saw a swimming pool. i know where you can find me the next 2 months...hehe
my mom and dad went out of the car to check in. when i heard a fimiliar beat coming from the radio, i turned the music even louder. my favourite song was on! i sang along as hard as i could and i was dancing like a crazy person on my seat.' ONE WAY OR ANOTHER! I'M GONNA FIND YA! I'M GONNA GET YA GET YA GET YA GET YA!'
while dancing and singing , i looked out of the window again, and i saw a beautiful boy looking into my eyes. but not in a good way. he raised one eyebrow and he was looking at me like i was the craziest person he's ever met. well fuck...
as he walked by , i couldn't help but checking him out. he was tinted , he probably came from some hot country. his eyes were dark brown , and i could read from them that he was not a churgeboy. they were full of arrogance , and he looked like he thinks he owns the world. maybe a bit weird, but it was kinda hot... then i noticed his jawline and his perfect little quiff , made from black hair. he was wearing a white unbottund blouse , wich showed off his perfect abbs forming a sixpack. his low hanging jeans and sneakers finished this bad/perfect/arrogant/ boy who thinks i'm a total freak now.
could i slap myself until i' m dead? yes i could , but i'm too lazy. and it would take waaaay too long.
i looked outside of the window again. the sun was shining so bright, that when i tried to look at it , i hurt my eyes. and now there's a blue stain in front of my sight. i hate it when that happens.
i had nothing else to do , so i reached for my phone to check if there's any wifi around here. none afcourse. wich means i cant talk to my best friend sarah. awesome! now what do i do?
my parents came back from checking in. they had a bunch of papers carried with them wich i couldn't care less about. as they stepped inside the car i immediately started wining : "there's no wifi! please tell me you paid for it and that there's any kind of wifi somewhere around here!
my mom started yelling back. "samantha you are fifteen! you can go 2 months without wifi and you dont have to cry about it! you can make friends here!" it's so annoying when you wine! ooh wifi! there's no wifi! pay for my wifi,because it's so important! '
