“Go change somewhere else!” Kris growled you were searching through for your pajamas.

“Don’t worry I am!” you snapped back and left the tent to change in the girls changing rooms which were nearby. You come back and tried to open the tent but it was stuck.

“Kris it’s not opening!” you called to him and kept on trying to the tent.

“I know, because I put my bike lock on it!” he called back and you could hear him getting comfortable.

“WHAT?!” you tried to it again. “KRIS OPEN UP!!!” you yelled.

“No” he simply answered. Just that second you felt a couple of rain drops and you skin.

“Kris it’s raining!” you gave up trying to the tent and just hope he would open up but the tent wasn’t budging.

“I know” he answered. You gave up and collected two thick sticks and planted them on the floor and rested your jacket the top of them to make some sort shelter. It was raining heavy now and water started to seep through your thin cotton jacket. You were scared but you didn’t want Kris to make fun out of you so you didn’t tell him. You kept on thinking about horror movies where one person is left alone while the others sleep and they get dragged away and murdered. You sat their always on the alert watching the surrounding woods. ‘Stop being so stupid ___! Things like that don’t happen! It’s only in movies!’ you told yourself over and over but couldn’t help but to snap your head in the direction when the trees creaked. You began to grow tired though and started to drift off.

Kris’ POV:

I couldn’t sleep; I kept on thinking about ___. ‘Is this going too far? Am I being too harsh? Is it too mean? Is she going to get sick?’ I sat up and stared at the lock which prevented ___ from entering. Making my mind up I unlocked it and slowly ped the tent. ___ was leaned against the tent with what appeared to be a shelter she made above her. She was fast asleep and pale.

“I’m sorry __” I felt really bad as I climbed out of the tent. I picked up her cloths and jacket and threw them into the tent. I wrapped my arms around the back of her neck and slipped my other hand under both of her legs; I picked her up bridal style. She was very light. I crouched down and stepped inside the tent I laid her down and zipped the tent door up behind me. She looked really tired and pale. ‘I shouldn’t have left her out there’ I frowned. I placed my hand on her head. She was freezing so I instantly wrapped her in all the quilts in the tent. I didn’t care if I got cold, I was the least I could do.

“I’m really sorry” I apologized to her again even though she couldn’t hear me. I never apologize to anyone. I lay down next to her hoping that she was ok. ‘Why am I worrying so much, she deserves it’ I told myself trying to calm down my fast beating heart. The tent was so small it crammed us up next to each other with hardly enough room to move. ‘Why is my heart beating so fast’ I placed a hand on my chest. My heart thumped and I could feel body slowly heating up. ‘Stop thinking about it Kris and just get some sleep’ I told myself and I soon drifted off.