DONG DONG DONG!
"Now can we get down?" I asked Nick, still sitting on the enormous rock sculpture.
"No."
"Why not?!"
"Because if we get down, we won't be able to hear."
"What?!" Suddenly came the voice of the lady with the megaphone. Nick gave me the, 'I told you so' look. I crossed my arms. The lady said something about a kitchen fire.
"What?!"
"Shhh!" She said that a pie suddenly burst into flames. Great. No pie. She also said that until they restock everything, we have to eat hot dogs and roast them ourselves over a fire. A random instructor dude will show us and blahhhh the rest.
"That sucks. No pie." I said. Nick smiled, amusedly, looking down at his feet.
"We can go down now, I guess." he said.
"Finally! Sheesh, dood!" I said as I started to climb down. I was a few feet down and Nick still didn't come down.
"Hey, you there! You comin'?" I yelled.
"What? Oh.. yeah, I'm coming." He started coming down. I was a almost half way down, when my leg slipped on a rock.
"Ouch!"
"What happened?!"
"My leg slipped. I scraped my knee on something."
"You okay?"
"Yeah, I think so. I think it's bleeding." I came down to the part of the rock that stuck out. I looked up at Nick who was about to step down on the ledge with me. He got down, turned around and smiled at me.
"Hi." He said. I started backing up and fell off. I screamed as I slipped, and grabbed the ledge thing, hanging.
"Help!!" Nick grabbed my wrists, but his hands slipped to my hands.
"Your hands are seriously sweaty, Nick!" I started slipping. Darn his uber sweaty hands! I slipped all the way and fell to the rocky ground, landing in a weird position on my left leg. I heard a loud snap. Was it a twig, or was it my leg??
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