"Hey, you wanna go get dinner with me, or does your stomach need to settle?" Jordan asks.
"Sure. I'm kinda hungry now, anyway." I say. I grab my water bottle, and step off the patio. As we get closer to the tables, the smell of spaghetti and garlic bread gets closer. All of a sudden, I'm really hungry! After I get my food, I sit down and dig in. Rita pulls a banana and a package of peanuts out of a brown bag on her lap.
"How come you aren't eating pasta, Rita?" asks Ariana. Ariana is not the "A girl", she's one of my best friends. The A girl is the girl with the name that starts with A, I can't remember for some reason.
"I have celiac disease." Rita replies, disappointed.
"Is that...contagious?!" Ariana asks.
"No, it just means I can't eat gluten."
"What's glu..ten?" the A girl asks, trying to pronounce the word properly, despite it's painfully easy to say. Gluten, there I said it, easy.
"It's like wheat. It is...uh, it's hard to explain." Candy says.
"Well have Rita explain it, she's the one with the Sicilian disease or what ever, Syrian?" the A girl said.
"Ciliac disease! Why is it so hard for people to say?!" Ariana says.
"CI-LI-AC!" Ariana shouts.
"Silly act?" The A girl asks, sounding quite stupid.
"Oh my g...just forget it!" Ariana says. She stops telling A how gluten sensitivities are pronounced, and twists her pasta with her fork, with anger. After she eats the spaghetti, she violently stabs one of the meatballs, nearly breaking her white plastic fork. Who knew Ariana could get so irritated over some girl being stupid?
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Campfire Song
HorrorVioletta was looking forward to summer camp, everyone was. It was supposed to be safe and fun, and at first, everyone was there, enjoying camp. But when some girls enter the woods at night, they don't come out. There's something in those woods.....s...
