"We are here" Grace shouted when she saw the huge sign.
It read 'Welcome to Greene reserve'. We all rushed to the window to see the scenery.
The campsite was very large. It was a field in the middle of lush green trees surrounding it in a semi circle form. In the middle of the field was a little space where we could make camp fire. The air around the place was fresh and free of any city pollution. We could here the birds singing brightly from the trees.
We stepped down from the bus, staring at the beauty of nature surrounding us.
The waterfall at the far end was more visible when we stepped out of the bus. It was so beautiful. The water ran straight before falling from the edge of the waterfall. Strong palm trees decorated both sides of the waterfall.
"Hello, my name is Sarah Willows and am your guide fo your stay here. Welcome to Greene reserve" a petite blond woman addressed us. She had a thick Asian accent and her facial features suggested that. She was wearing greenish brown camouflage and brown combat boots. Her face was freckled which made her more prettier.
Lacy sashayed towards Sarah, making sure she had extra force to her lips. She must have thought it was sexy but she reminded me of a limping rhino.
"Lacy McMill. Daughter of Richard and Kelly McMill, owner of the McMill textile enterprises" she introduced herself to Sarah smiling. Sarah looked at Lacy and then her outfit. She fowned at Lacy but Lacy was too stuck up to notice.
"Sarah Willows" she reintroduced herself, giving Lacy a forced smile. I think I like Sarah already.
Mrs Matins, my geography teacher who was in charge of our trip came forward. She eyed Lacy but decided to ignore her. I think she was the only teacher who shared my disdain towards Lacy. Mrs Martins was a strict woman who believe in decency and modesty and seeing Lacy, she just went deeper into her blacklist.
"Hi, am Mrs Martins. We spoke on the phone earlier. I am in charge of the students trip" she said pushing Lacy out of the way.
I snickered and Lacy glares at me. I shot her my best innocent look and she groaned, pushing past the students back to the bus.
Sarah smiled genuinely. She looked relieved that she was rescued by Mrs Martins from Lacy. They talked for a while before Mrs Martins came to lead us to the the site where we make our tents.
I and the girls chose a spot directly in front of the waterfall and set up our tents next to each other.
After everyone had set up their tent, we all gathered around the camp fire Sarah made for us. We roasted marshmallows and Sarah explained the history of the reserve.
The government had planned to turn the place into an industry but Mr Greene had fought hard as he claimed it was his property. Eventually, he won the case and turned it into a reserve. Principal Henderson happened to be Mr Greene's good friend so Mr Greene agreed to accommodate us in his reserve for three days.
The evening drew nearer, slowly dragging it's feet. Colours pink, custard yellow and purple was scattered in arrays across the sky horizon. The temperature was dropping slowly, announcing beforehand of the incoming night.
The boys were sent to gather sticks to make fire while the girls stayed back. The temperature had dropped further and I was glad I brought my sweater. Grace and Piper were huddled in front of the fire the boys had set up. I joined them in their conversation on their romance fantasies.
"Hot guys with blue eyes are the most yummy specimen of all kinds." She said eyeing a guy sitting across us, oblivious to Grace's eye raping.
"Nah ah black eyed African American guys with yummy six packs are the yummiest" Piper argued back.
I was in the process of rolling my eyes when they decide to add me to their debate. "What do you think, Time?"
I blinked twice at them, willing my brain to recall Grace's question. Their eyes focused on me, waiting for my answer.
"Um...... what?" I asked stupidity after giving up on getting my brain to work. I blame it on the cold.
Piper sighed and rolled her eyes in annoyance at me.
" She asked which was the yummiest between hot delectable blue eyed and black eyed African American guys. But if you ask me...."
"No one is asking you" Piper interrupted.
Grace shot her annoyed look and continued like she wasn't interrupted.
"I say hot blue eyed guys are hotties".
I watched them as they bickered, wondering how they became a part of my life. Luckily for me, we were interrupted thus saving me from the torture of answering their question.
"Ahem" we heard and looked up to see who it was.
I groaned and cursed under my breath when I saw who it was. Lacy was standing in front of us, her hands crossed over her chest as she glared at us, me most especially.
"What do you want?" Grace scowled at her, obviously not happy at the interruption. Lacy lazily glanced at her and then focused her glare on me.
"You better get your slutty eyes off Brooke. I saw you talking to him so leave him alone if you know what is good for you" she spat.
Earlier, Brooke had cornered me and I had no other option to listen to whatever professions of love. I swear he's obsessed with me. It was 30 minutes out of my life wasted.
"It's not my fault he wanted to see me not you. He must be tired of you don't you think?" I replied.
Brooke and I will never be but it's fun to mess with bitchy Lacy once in a while.
Lacy's glare turned heated as she shook in anger. "Stay away from my Brooke. He's mine! Whore!" She snarled.
"Look who's talking" Piper interjected and we all snickered.
Lacy shot one last glare at me and left.
There was a minute of silence when I decided to break the silence.
"Well that was eventful don't you think?".
They rose their eyebrows and shook their head.
'Really?" Piper said dryly.
I shrugged my shoulders and watched as the fire claimed it's victims, cackling to life.
Hello there 🙋. Another chapter is here and I hope you enjoyed it. Now am wondering who do you think is right in their argument.
Which is the yummier specimen?
Team Grace : hot blue eyed white guys
Or
Team Piper : hot black eyed African American guys.
Feel free to comment.
Someone needs to put bitchy Lacy in her place (I rhymed hehe bitchy Lacy, get it, uh? uh? no? Okay, I'll shut up now). Imagine the vote button as Lacy's head and smack it, will ya?
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