May not be the 25th chapter just guessing.
It's a field trip with the school.
It's in May.
It's hot enough.
They go for a swim at the lake.
They play chicken fight in the lake.
It's a 4 day trip.
They go on a hike.
This is the last chapter for the cast pic.
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Tomorrow we're leaving for the field trip.
For camping you have to pack light, right?
IT'S IMPOSSIBLE!!!
Because everyone knows that I'm not the queen of packing lightly.
I've been undone this duffel bag 10 times.
And it's been 30 minutes.
At least, I know what to bring and what to not bring.
No need for dresses cause we in the woods.
Need for a reusable water bottle.
No need for makeup.
Need for flannels.
No need for other stuff that I don't know about.
"ALLIEEEEE!"
"YES?"
"I NEED YOUR HELP!"
"COMING!"
We've been doing that a lot lately.
Screaming from our rooms.
Oli hates it when we do that.
Claire too, but not as much.
Next thing you know, she's in my room.
"Yes?"
"Could you help me pack?"
"Yeah! Why, though?"
"I've been unpacking this duffel bag for the 10th time. I started 30 minutes ago."
She laughed.
For 2 minutes straight.
"Hey! It's not funny!"
I threw a pillow at her head.
She stopped laughing.
"Girl, you going down."
She took a pillow and hit me with it hard.
Then I hit her with a pillow.
It went on and on until...
"Girls, what do you wan-" we stopped and looked at the door.
Claire was leaning on the door frame.
"Nevermind, I'll just call you guys when we're going to eat."
She left and we went into a fit of laughter.
We calmed down a bit after laughing for like 10 minutes.
"Ok, let's start packing! Put music on!"
I took my phone, put my Bluetooth on for my speaker and the music on afterwards.
We started packing and finished 30 minutes later.
We packed:
3 flannels.
4 tops.
1 hoodie.
2 pair of pants.
1 sweatpants.
1 pair of shorts.
2 pair of shoes.
2 pair of socks.
Underwear.
2 bikinis.
In that list of clothes, there's my outfit for tomorrow.
And of course there was in my bag:
Bug spray
Sun cream
Toothbrush
Toothpaste.
I heard there was a lake so that's why I have my swimwear.
Thank gosh, my duffel bag was big enough.
"GIRLS! DINNER IS READY!" Claire screamed from downstairs.
"Yes!" We high fived and went downstairs.
"Mmm, pizza!" Allie said from behind me.
We were still in the stairs case.
How did she smell it from that far?
I seriously don't know.
I mean... she is Allison Jamie Roy.
(Yeah, I learned that her middle name was Jamie.)
The girl who loves food.
We sat down and looked at the three opened boxes of pizza in front of us. There was Pepperoni, Canadian and Cheese. I said grace and we all served ourselves. I took one slice of Pepperoni and one slice of Canadian. Canadian became one of my favorite since we don't have it in the US. I mean, obviously.
Once we finished eating, Allie and I went upstairs.
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