The day before the trip, I was still moping about the loss of her four-day weekend. I packed, of course, but I
still brought 'Fire and Ice' and 'Forest of Secrets.' I had finished 'Into the wild,' and I figured if I managed to read one and a half books per day, I could have finished the series in less than a week.
On the way there, everyone was excitedly talking, wondering what our campground would look like and what we would be doing. The Farest Lake woods were only three miles from our school, but most people were exited-except me. I didn't want to spend two days sharing a three-person tent with Savannah, and two other girls. Right now, I was staring out the window, and imagining what life would be like in the warrior clans. I would like to join Thunderclan, but Riverclan wouldn't be so bad either. I love swimming. "I wonder if we're going to go star-gazing?" Questioned Vixen. Everyone knew Vixen was obsessed with astronomy, and she brags about her high-level telescope all the time.
Just then, a Fire-orange cat with startlingly green eyes came out of the forest. We were almost there and I didn't expect to see any cats so close to the campground, but this cat looked familiar, like a character out of a well-known story. Right as I was going to point him out to the rest of the people on the bus, the cat vanished as quickly as he appeared. "Did you see that?" I murmured to Savannah, who was sitting next to me. "See what?" she replied. "That cat, the one with the orange fur and green eyes that just appeared by the forest on the side of the road." Savannah's eyes narrowed, and I saw slight recognition flash under her green gaze. But before she could reply, the bus driver called out to our class. "We're here!" he called, never taking his eyes off the road. The class cheered (except me) and everyone ran over to our side of the bus to try and get a glimpse of the campsite.
The driver stopped so Mrs. Webbs and the two other teachers could stop to confirm our three side-by-side campgrounds, and we could get off-the park doesn't allow travel busses pass the parking zone and registration, so we had to walk from here. According to Mrs. Pine (one of the other teachers) the walk was less than a quarter mile, but when you have a large travel bag to carry the walk might as well be miles. After ten minutes of walking, we finally got to our campground. "Okay kids, lets set up camp," said Mrs.Webbs. "My class will take the left campground, Mrs.Pine can have the one on the right, and because Mrs.Carrp's class is the smallest, you can divide your class up between the left, right, and if we run out of space, the middle." Mrs.Webbs announced.
Once camp was set up, everyone wanted to be the ones to try and find the bathrooms and the water pipe because it meant you could explore the campground. "Does anyone volunteer to go find the bathrooms?" asked Mrs.Carrp. She was the youngest of the three teachers, and liked to have competitions, especially between classes. Almost every hand shot up. "Hmmm.... Are you sure you want to go? Even though you might get lost? Or their could be bears?" A couple hands went down, but me, Savannah, and the rest of our class stayed strong. "What? my class doesn't want to go-" Mrs.Carrp glared at Mrs.Pine as she was interrupted. Being the oldest of the three teachers on the trip, everyone could tell she was trying to stay brisk and sensible. "Mrs.Webbs, you have the biggest class. Your students can go."
After a few moans and complaints from the other students, we all set off, most people carrying water jugs and phones. Me and Savannah tried to stay at least five feet away from everyone else, but they always caught up to us. When we got to the path we were supposed to turn on, the sign was pointing in the direction of the woods. "Why is the sign going the wrong way?" Asked Savannah. "the path is probably just overgrown," Whip pointed out, "We should head that way, and if there isn't any results after a few minutes, we can head back." The path wasn't really a path, but more like an area with less undergrowth then the normal forest. It was along a weak stream bed too, but after a while, it widened out into a small river. When I looked down to check my footing I saw tiny dots along the trail. They looked like paw prints when I looked closely, but what cat would be around here?
"This is the wrong way," Savannah whispered, "we should head back and get the teachers, or try to find a park ranger to help us." Before I could agree, Tiny Lee said, "is that a stone wall up ahead?" We all ran to see what the "stone wall" was, but it turned out to be a small hill. "We're definitely going the wrong way." Fern declared. "They would smooth out the path if it was meant to lead somewhere. Although I agreed with her, it felt wrong to turn around, like I was breaking an important rule, or ritual. "Let's keep going for a couple more miles." I said. I could feel their hate for me coming off in waves, but they all kept going out of loyalty to me. We live in a boarding school, and none of us have left for a year. Even though they don't like me and I don't like them, we've known each other for years.
In a few moments, we emerged out onto a rocky ledge. The river beside us spilled of into a soft waterfall, and it gathered into a small circular pool filled of clear blue water. Although it was midday, the leaves on the trees cast shadows that reflected on the water. Crisp green ferns surrounded it, and we walked down the slope. "This water is completely clear," Smokki said. " we can totally fill our water bottles with this." Even though We knew that looks could be deceiving, everyone filled their cups with water.
I didn't bring anything to drink with, so I lowered my hands into the pool, closed my eyes, and drank the cold, clear water.
Any guesses on what the pool is? Come on, you know it. Comment your guess! Also, what did you think of chapter two? Excuse my grammar and spelling mistakes, I'm not the best at writing. Bye!
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