As usual in my strange and somewhat entertaining life I managed to get kidnapped by a few of my friends. Think I'm kidding? Hardly. Given, they intended no harm, but I was a little surprised when I was dragged out of my house at four in the morning for some bizarre camping trip. Since I am such a heavy sleeper I only vaguely remember flipping off my friends as they drove me away, all the while forsaking the comforts of civilization as they
had forgotten to pack me a bag. Bastards.
A few hours later I woke up in a tent, screamed, and finally realized that yes... I was taken by my three friends to an expedition in the woods to promote "our undying friendship that is currently withering away". Not so bad. Only, I soon found out that I had no bag, and they refused to drive back to the city to get me stuff. They told me, a
girl, who has certain
needs, to rough house it for a few days. I flipped. Thankfully, I was not on my period.
Don't get me wrong, the trip was
fun. The smores and hiking was really cool. Everything was great...
until two days into the trip and it turned into hell. (Frankly, whenever we four kids are involved in something, it spells catalyst for uh-oh!)
Basically, we were hiking up a pass and climbing over rocks when I accidentally slipped and twisted my ankle. Instead of carrying me back to the camp they left me there, and finished their hike. (They do this because they are natural jerks, not because they hate me).
Well, that was all fine and good, until they got lost and it was nearing night time. By that point, I was like "Fuck it, I'll limp back to camp.", so I did. My sprain wasn't that bad, and I could run with minor difficulty.
The idiots didn't get back until halfway through the night, claiming they saw Big Foot, or some similar shit. Of course they dragged me, an
invalid to chase down some greasy apeman which is probably either a prankster or an animal that doesn't want to be bothered.
We didn't find big foot, but we found
trouble.
Oh did we
ever.
Ironically, one of the groups at school that we never got along with were having a drinking party near our campsite. My friends, being the jackasses they are, baited them. So the chase began, and it was pretty damn clear that we were doomed. So we used our brains instead of our bodies to elude them since they are athletes who run
much faster than we do. (Not to say they are stupid, but we are exceptional at the following stunts.)
We set up a mouse trap, using the basic woodsy crap around us, logs, limbs, branches, and bugs. We tripped them, sent them tumbling into a pit, and made our escape.
Well, we
thought we did.
And
that is when we saw
Big Foot.
My friends had been the panicking puffs they always were, thinking that one of the drunks had been Big Foot. We laughed at it at first, but then we realized that they were all pretty angry at us, so we, again, tried to escape.
But the jerks called the rangers on us for interrupting their peace, and injuring them. Mind you, it was a mutual war.
We of course told the ranger they were minors who were drinking.
Luckily, we got away, and they got punished.
But we are
so dead meat come September.
On the brightside; back to fan fiction! For as long as I live! O_o