Monday, April 9, 2012

The Witch of Camp Gingerbread (chapter 5)

All the girls were laughing at me. I really hated Alex right then, but I didn't want to show it, so I laughed along with them. I got some pretty surprised expressions, especially Alex. Her smirk had turned into an annoyed expression, and I knew I had done the right thing. "Well that was fun and all, but it's probably time we go inside!" I pretended to smile and squeezed past all the girls still standing there glaring at me. I needed to clean myself up.

I went into the first bedroom on my way to the bathroom. It looked like a tornado had hit, or maybe it was just one of those crazy girl parties that got a little too playful. There was nail polish on the floor, pillow feathers covering the beds, and pizza stuck on the walls and ceiling. I went to the bathroom, wondering where Robin was. I looked into the mirror to see most of the tomato on my face was gone. I washed the rest off very slowly just to pass some time. I left the bathroom still wondering where Robin could be. I went into the room we shared but she wasn't there. But when I went out the back door of the cabin, I almost tripped over her sitting on the step.

"Robin! I was so worried about you!"

"Hello, Jane."

"Robin, where have you been?"

"What a nice day it was today!" Robin turned to face me. She had a creepy stare and I didn't like it.

"You were almost baked in an oven by some hooded thingy and got made fun of by a group of girls! You call that a nice day?!" She kept staring her creepy stare. "Are you mad at me for something I did?"

"Why would I get mad at my best friend Jane?" She made a grab for my leg but I stepped back.

 "I'll be inside, Robin." I went back into the cabin and closed the door behind me. Robin was acting weird, though I didn't know why. What if something had happened to her, like she hit her head and now she's gonna be creepy crazy forever! The thought of that scared me. She was my only friend. I couldn't lose her. I wondered if Daniel saw what had happened! I got anxious and ran through the cabin and out onto the front porch. It was dark out. I couldn't get to Daniel's cabin without a flashlight and what if that hooded thing came back? I decided I would wait and pass by his cabin in the morning. I need to talk to Daniel about Robin.

To be continued...

Wednesday, March 7, 2012

The Witch of Camp Gingerbread (chapter 4)

"Robin?"

"Help!"

I rushed down the stairs, but I didn't see her anywhere. "Robin! Where are you?"

"Jane! Help!"

I followed her voice.

BANG! 

"What was that! Robin!" This time I heard a muffled scream coming from the kitchen. I ran to the kitchen to find a cloaked figure trying to stuff Robin in a giant oven! "Hey! You get away from my friend!" I picked up a rusty pan lying on the floor and threw it at the figure. The pan hit it in the head and it made a loud screeching noise then tumbled out the back door. I could tell by the look on Robin's face that she was terrified! "Robin, are you okay?"

"I think so!"

"Did you see their face?"

"No, it was hidden under that hood!" Robin was trying to stop herself from shaking.

"Come on! Let's get out of here, Robin!"

"Good idea!"

So we left and went back to our own cabin. On the way I turned to see if Daniel was watching us from the window again, and he was. He gave me a smile. But not a happy one, more like concerned or worried. I turned back around to see Robin way ahead of me, almost at the front door of our cabin. "Robin wait for me!" But she didn't hear me and opened the door. Suddenly she was hit by a wave of food. I ran to her. She looked at me then pointed to a group of giggling girls at the door. They were holding empty food trays and plates. "Robin I..."

Robin covered her face like she was going to cry and ran. "Robin wait!" She didn't listen and kept running. Then a girl stepped out in front of the group. She looked like one of those little miss perfect girls with her strawberry blonde hair and that little nose of hers. She was stylish from her shiny blue head band to her designer skinny jeans to her white sandals. She also had a satisfied smirk on her face. "Hello! Jessica right?"

"Actually it's Ja-"

"My name's Alex!" 

I don't know why she was so happy. "Hi," I grumbled. "Why did you throw food at my friend?"

"Wait! That girl is your friend?"

"Yeah! So? I can't be friends with her?"

"Well, you shouldn't be." Alex crossed her arms and her smirk grew wider.

"Why not?" I knew I shouldn't have asked that but it was too late.

"Because this could happen!" Then a tomato flew right into my face.

To be continued...