Unexpected

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Every one has already picked out there rooms and showered. Thankfully I did not get paired up with Michael. In fact...I'm planning on hurting him so bad that he has to go home.

I know that sounds bad, but he's being creepy towards me. I don't like it. So I'm just going to ignore him and hope he gets the message.

However I did get paired up with none other then...yup you guessed it. Bob the Builder!!! Haha...I wish.

But sadly...no. The universe decided that it hates me and paired me up with Ryder. Yay! (note the very heavy sarcasm)

I'm currently in my room unpacking with Ryder doing the same right behind me.

Its 3 a.m so everyone decided to call it a night.

"How do you chics do that?" Ryder questions me.

I turn around and land a hard punch to his jaw.

"Do not ever! Refer to a woman as a chic!"

I say while Ryder stares at me 100% percent amused. This just makes me so much more mad . I start punching him on the chest with all my might.

Apparently all my might is not strong enough because Ryder didn't even flinch.

"You know that even though your strong, you still don't effect me."

I grunt at his statement and pull back.

"Do what?" I ask referring to his original question.

" Oh right. I meant pack neatly. Like...you just finished unpacking and everything is folded neatly in the drawer."

"I don't know"

I grab my pjs (AKA a long T shirt and some shorts) and walk into the bathroom. There I brush my teeth and hair. I put on my pjs and some lotion. What? I don't want ashy legs.

I put my hair into a messy bun and washed off my makeup.
Thankfully I have gorgeouse parents. There for, even with no make up... I look hot.

Ok...I know I'm not being very humble right now... But its true.

I walk back into the room to see Ryder. Under the covers and reading a book.

I grab a pillow and settle in on the floor. There is no way I'm sleeping in the same bed as him. I may have fallen asleep in his arms..but that was not on purpose.

"What do you think you are doing?"

"Well I'm tryimg to sleep. But someone keeps talking"

I heard Ryder get up and walk over to me. I am not willingly going to get up, no matter how much he talks to me.

Well obviously he was not concerned about talking because he literally just picked me up and plopped me on the bed.

"What are you doing?" I ask.

"You are not sleeping on the floor. Now stay in bed or I'll stab myself, call the police, and blame it on you."

What! He wouldn't do that.

"Ive done it...dont test me."

"Prove it."

I didn't think he actually did it. That was untill he turned around and showed me his left shoulder. There lays a big scar that takes up half his shoulder.

I jump out of bed and onto his back. I look at it closer.

"Are you okay?" I say in a small voice.

"Yeah I'm okay. It hurt like you wouldn't believe but I did it to myself so its not so bad" he says.

I jump off his back and lay back down. I reach over and grab the pillow off the floor and place it under my head.