Part 8
Paul and i worked in silence beside eachother for the following 2 weeks. Mrs.Baskin kept asking about how we were going and it was always 'fine'. I could tell she wasnt really that satisfied with our answer.
Camp week was only 2 days away and still there had been no change what so ever in our situation. My mum made me wash my clothes myself stating that i had to start doing things for myself. Already i found sleeping difficult. Usually the night before was a bit uneasy... but this... this was worse.
The weekend went to fast instead of too slow and Monday was around in a flash. I woke up at 4:00am so i could be ready by 5:00am and be there by 5:30. I arrived at school, boarded the bus and took my seat. And so did everyone else, except Paul. 6:15 and everyone else had arrived. All the seats were taken, but the one next to me. 6:20 and i heard someone boarding the bus and sure enough it was him. He apologizes to Mrs. Baskin who was driving the bus and made his way down the center of the bus. He stopped at the empty seat and once he saw me next to it, he looked around to see if there was any other seats. He saw that there were non and placed his bags ubove the seats and sat down.
"Hi" i said
He didnt reply and then i knew that this was going to be really fun.
The trip was long, seeing as i had no-one to talk to, but we finally arrived and were allocated our rooms. I was glad to hear that they didnt decide to have mixed rooms as i would more than likley be put with Paul... and the way things were going, it wouldnt have surprised me.
I was in a room with only 1 of my friends. The rest of them werent really that fond of me.
We were told to go strait to the Hall once we had settled in and sit with out English Partners.
Paul and i sat silently and watched everyone else pile in and sit with their partners. Mrs. Baskin walked in and Clapped her hands together.
"Eyes this way please. Everyone watching please... now.. i hope everyone is comfortable in their rooms. We will be having afternoon teas in 10 minutes and afterwards you will break into your groups. The group leaders will call your names and you will go with them. They will show you around. Everything you do this week will be with your partner, including chores. Up on this pin board there is a list of chores and when each couple is doing which chore. Everyone will get a turn at everything so dont be upset"
She rambled on for a while, mentioning an entertainment night, some of the activities, our assignment etc and we were sent off to have afternoon tea. We met out group leader who showed us around and played a few 'getting to know you' games.
We were called to dinner and Mrs. Baskin announced that Paul and I were on desert serving.
Paul on Jelly, and me on icecream.
We were scooping away when a bit of icecream flicked on Paul. I was going to ignore it when a piece of Jelly flew onto my shirt. Of course i had to flick some ice cream back. The little food flick we had going on got bigger and bigger until someone yelled "FOOD FIGHT!!!!!" and im sure you can guess what happened from there. Me and Paul were having our own private food fight the whole time.
I bet the sight of me and Paul sitting in an office covered in icecream and jelly, aswell as other things... looked pretty amusing, except to Mrs. Baskin.
"Im very disapointed in you 2. I thought you were so sensible but this is what i get. What have you got to say for yourself?"
"Well miss" i began
"We really didnt mean it to get as big as it did. It began as an accident. Im really sorry for all the trouble ive caused" i said and i could see a smirk on Pauls face.
"Yeah miss.. me too" he replied going with my lead.
"What am i going to do with you too? I cant stay mad at my most responsible students can i? Off you go, get cleaned and return to the dining room for clean up. we've got alot of cleaning to do"
Paul and i got up and left the room. We closed the door behind us and just looked at eachother.
Neither of us said anything for a moment and then we laughed harder then ever. We still didnt talk. But we walked back to our rooms together.
Its a start.
part 9