"Fuck" I exhaled as I slammed the pantry door closed with a bang. There's no more friken Oreos, I though to myself. I gave up on the Oreos, grabbed some chips and waltzed upstairs. I collapsed onto my bed and didn't hesitate to kick my feet up, this was the only time I was going to get to myself before camp. I turned the switch next to my bed, and my flat screen tv turned on. After five minutes of flicking through channels I decided on MTV. I grabbed my phone from my matte black bedside table and immediately began scrolling through Instagram. "Don't stop, doing what you're doing, cuz everytime you move to the beat it gets harder for me and you know it, know it, know it, know it." I murmur to myself as MTV plays in the background.
I hear mums silver Volvo pull into the driveway, I glance out the window as mum enters our large, white house. I hear the door click closed and resume my social networking, now moving onto Snapchat.
"ELIZABETH!!!" My mother screeches from downstairs, what on earth could she want? "Coming mum" I yell as I lazily make my way downstairs. When I get downstairs and arrive in the kitchen I see my angel like mother, long, blonde curls falling down her back, lips coloured to a perfect shade of red, her black suit perfectly ironed. She was sitting down eating a bowl of colourful fruit. "So, Elizabeth" she starts, but I cut her off " it's Liz, mum.." She scoffs, "okay, 'Liz' " she mocks "have you packed for camp" stupid bloody camp, mum thinks I'm being too rebellious so she's sending me off to some camp that's 10 hours away and seems boring as hell, and I have to stay there for two whole weeks! "No mum, I've said this before, I don't want to go to that friken camp" I said, annoyance clear in my voice. "ELIZABETH! Don't you dare say that vile word under my roof!" She wailed "you've heard worse.." I mumble under my breath. "Go and pack." She says, emotionlessly.
That's my cue to leave, I quietly make my way out of the kitchen and into my room. MTV was still on, so I make my way to my walk-in wardrobe and grab my black studded suitcase, I guess I have to pack. I grab a pair of black skinny jeans, a pair of faded and distressed blue jeans, leggings, high rise shorts, normal shorts and a few cute skirts. I grab a bunch of random t-shirts, mainly black, studded or band tees and messily throw them into my suitcase. I then grab lingerie, yes, lingerie, no I'm not a slut but my mother insists I wear it, I grab black mainly black and some red. Then I grab my Doc Martens, white converse, black vans and a pair of thongs. There is supposedly a couple of parties at this camp, so I grab a few cute dresses as well.
This is going to be interesting.
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