Camp Charlie

4| Pastel is the new black|

HONK! HONK!

"Hannah! Come down this very minute or else I will personally make sure that I destroy all of your makeup," screamed Maya at the top of her voice. All of them were already seated inside the SUV except ( yeah you guessed it right) Hannah. Alan was supposed to drive them to their destination but right now he was banging his head hard on the steering wheel. Hannah could be very annoying if she wanted to and right now she was testing the patience of her friends.

Just then the door opened up to reveal a very dressed up Hannah. She was wearing a pastel yellow sundress paired with pastel yellow high heels. Her hair was done up in a high ponytail and she had painted her nails (yeah you guessed it right) pastel yellow. As she took her seat in the front next to Alan, Hannah turned around and gave her friends one of her million-dollar smiles.

"Sorry I took some extra time."

"SOME EXTRA TIME! We've been waiting for you since the past forty-five minutes. Even a spaceship would've reached the moon and come back by now." Maya was pissed and Hannah was grateful that she sat in the front with Alan and not with Maya at the back. Because if she had done the latter she would've been as good as dead by now.

Then Rohan as his usual nerdy self tried to make a joke.

"Well, that's just exaggerating it. Even Apolo 11 took more time."

The others started laughing and Maya sighed, "Rohan, I don't know what's more pathetic- a sense of humour like yours or you thinking that we laugh at your lame jokes when we laugh at you for making such silly ones."

Ethan smirked and defended Rohan.

"Not all of us are blessed with a sense of humour like yours Maya. All hail Queen Maya. I can't explain our pleasure when we get graced by your presence, your highness. You manage to make our day with your witty and amazing jokes."

"Oh, you flatter me, Ethan. But I don't need any more encouragement because I already know how freaking amazing I am", said Maya with sarcasm dripping in her voice.

Then she pointed towards her friends and said, "As for you guys, I wish I could teach you something but some things can't be taught. They come to you naturally."

"Maya you are so full of yourself. I fear that one day you'll end up marrying yourself."

Sarah tried to keep a straight face and act concerned, which she failed miserably in doing.

"That would be even better for her. She feels that we humans don't match her standards. I wonder which planet she comes from. Rather which galaxy she comes from," said Liam as he finally decided to join the conversation.

Maya passed Liam a pointed look and put on her earphones.

"Did the queen just surrender!"

"Oh my God!" Hannah and Sarah said simultaneously.

"Of course she didn't", pitched in Maya. She couldn't bear the thought of losing.

"I'm just retaining my title as a queen. A queen doesn't bother herself with petty fights. She fights wars and she wins them."

Speechless. That's what all the others were. You could only expect Maya to be quiet and then say the sassiest come back at the most unexpected time.

"Guys!" Broke out Alan's voice.

"Can you please stop fighting and let me concentrate. I'm trying to drive and not let us get killed. I want to reach the camp alive."

Alan could've gone on listening to his friends' bickering without being bothered but right now he wanted to listen to some nice music. He turned on the radio. Some classical music was playing and he started bobbing his head up and down.

Hannah scrunched up her nose in disgust.

"Seriously Alan! We need to applaud you for having the worst taste in music. Are you in your eighties? Because even my mom listens to better music."

"Come on Han. Classical music is so soothing."

"Soothing my ass. I already feel sleepy."

Ethan then decided to join the debate. "Sorry dude but I agree with Hannah. Those who like classical music should seriously rethink their choices in life."

"I like both classical and pop music," Sarah chirped in. Maya rolled her eyes and said, "Of course you do. Here we have our peacemaker."

A topic, so debatable should never be brought up. It's just like asking what's better - Pizza with or without pineapple. People are going to debate it as if their lives depend on it. Who the hell said that the third world war would be fought for water? I think it's going to be fought between people who like pineapple on their pizza and those who don't. (P.S. I'll surely support the latter) Even the laziest people would make an effort to fight. People say feminism is a debatable topic. I feel pineapple on pizza is more debatable.

As for our main characters in this story, their taste in music was barely a relevant topic. Time was passing and with each passing second, they were coming closer to something. Good or bad, that we don't know. Something or someone was lurking in the shadows. But how were they supposed to know what was to come next? How were they supposed to stop the inevitable?

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