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Hi, my name is Candice
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 | Can an Outfit Complete A guy's Heart? *2* |
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 4.92 with 13 vote(s)
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| Created: 2008-07-15 11:40:44 |
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RECAP OF CHAPTER 1:
Dear diary,
I’m in the trip bus my parents sent me in, and now I’m sitting next to a guy named Tyler, who is EXTREMLY cute, but I look terrible and can’t do anything about it! I’ve been lying to him for the whole ride now. I want to talk to him but if I had to picture this moment it would be, me dressed in the most drop-dead gorgeous outfit ever to be made, my hair dry, clean, and straight ironed! Yeah, but it’s never going to happen now is it? Exactly. I don’t know if he’s mad or something! As long as I write in my diary he won’t say a word! Which is great? I guess it is great…But I don’t know how long it’ll take, to reach to that dumb camp. But I could tell you one thing, Tyler is hot! With those twinkling deep, sky blue eyes, that perfect smile, white teeth, black, sleek hair brushing down his forehead. He makes me squirm, but too bad I don’t make him feel the same way I do! I look like an entire wreck but the lip gloss did make me look slightly better. Surely I’ll get off this stupid bus in…Oh! Drivers calling the people who go to the camp I guess time’s up! Write to you later!
-Candice
“Okay! So these are the people who go to ‘Teen Leadership Camp’, Candice McSteven, Tyler Daniel, Linda Sanders, Mike Barossa, and Tiffany Jones.” The bus driver announced, as a bunch of people gathered in a line to get of the bus and get their suitcases.
Omigsh! Tyler’s going to the same camp as me! God, please tell me this is NOT happening! Now he knows I’m not going to my friend’s inn because I’m not! Gahh!! Now I’m the biggest liar at this camp!!!! WHAT SHOULD I DO???
CHAPTER 2
“Candice? I thought you said you were going to your friend’s inn, I don’t understand.” He said, a bit angry and confused. “I lied.” I said, as I heaved out a huge sigh. There I let it go. “But why?” He asked. “I don’t know, I guess I was ashamed that I was going to the lamest camp ever.” I said, as my cheeks flushed.
“Okay, whatever. I thought you were those girls who were really polite, but I guess I was wrong. But that didn’t mean you should lie. And FYI this camp has been a great tradition in my family, and what you just said hurts.” He retorted, as he walked away out of the bus.
I stood there in the bus, with watery eyes, I disappointed the cutest guy I’ve ever met just because of one lie that meant so much to him. What was I thinking? Now I’ll never get a chance with him, even with the cutest outfit in the world.
“Excuse me, miss but I think it’s time that you’d get moving out of the bus, people are waiting, thank you.” The bus driver said, as he stood up. “Right…”
I walked off the bus miserably, as I strolled my suitcases out of the way. I wanted to apologize right away, but I couldn’t ever show my face to him, now. But I don’t have any other choice, if I had to stay here for a month I have to know that I can’t ignore him forever. I walked up to him, taking deep breaths.
“Umm, Tyler? I am very, truly absolutely sorry. I’ve never been to this camp I didn’t know. I just wanted to fit in, I didn’t want to sound lame at first but now I realized by calling this camp lame I spoiled it. So sorry, please forgive me.” I said looking down, knowing that he wasn’t going to forgive me. “Fine, but only since your new.” He said walking away. “Yes!” I shouted. This moment brightened my day, now surely I’ll have a chance with him! But first I need an outfit…
I came across, looking far off to the other end, and saw another bus of campers walk out. But I saw three girls that seemed to stand out the most. Sleek, fair-haired blonde curls, peach coloured lip gloss, deep blue cobalt eyes with a hint of shimmer, tight mini skirt, leathered boots, and a top that says “my face is better than yours.”
They sauntered pass me, as they caught me having a look at them. I was paralyzed I couldn’t move or say a word, they looked like total models. “What are you staring at?” The blonde girl asked rudely; she looked more like a model than the other two. “Looks, like someone picked up a stray.” The auburn haired girl retorted. “Sure does.”
They were about to walk off. I knew they were total jerks but I had to make friends with cool people if I wanted to be cool right?
“Wait! I’m Candice, you?” I asked, beaming. “Um, yeah whatever, didn’t you hear what we just said to you?” The model-looking girl asked staring at me idiotically. “Yeah, I know but you guys seem cool I just wanted to be friends.” I said still smiling.
They chuckled. “You don’t know anything do you? Do I need to tell you a summary of what I meant? Okay, here it is. You’re ugly, bad taste, nappy hair, freakishly behaved, and what’s with your outfit? You’re wearing a messed up bun on your hair, you’re wearing a sweatshirt and shorts, and you look like you just took a shower in the rain. Shall I go deeper?” She snapped, as she and the other girls laughed harder and walked off.
I couldn’t say anything but blame myself; I had totally forgotten what I was wearing, and I’m so stupid for asking a way better looking girl to be my friend not to mention way beyond rude. They insulted me entirely. I heard a couple of girls and boys laugh behind me. Mortification was the word.
“Hi. I’m Mac, don’t mind those girls, they’re stupidly insane with ONLY themselves.” He said, has he had given me a hand. “Um, thanks.” I stared at his hand, and then shook it. I was stunned at why a cute boy was helping me, he was cute but not the cutest, Tyler looked better. He had ginger coloured hair, green sea eyes, with a hint of darkness, body built and muscular, but I wasn’t interested, he looked more like a great friend to me.
“Oh well, I’m Candice. But…um can I ask you a question? Why is a guy like you helping out a girl like me?” I asked giving him a get-lost look for fun, but I really did want to know the answer. “Why shouldn’t I? I’m a nice guy, that’s all. I’ve got a question for you too, why are you joking around with me like we’ve been friends for a long time?” He asked grinning through gritted teeth.
“Well, because I’m different, and complicated. I meet people differently and it’s a good thing.” I said, smirking back. “You’re new aren’t you?” He asked. “Duh!” I said jokingly. “Well if you think you’re so smart, where’s your new cabin?” He asked lifting one of his eyebrows up. “Okay, I’m not smart but I am new.” I admitted. “True that. I’ll show you if you like, you’re new camp mates are in cabin 18.” He said pointing to a short but stretched logged cabin.
“Thanks, and I guess I’ll see you around, after I get changed, I had a really awful arrival on the bus, and an outfit crisis!” I called out as I tried to dart off toward the cabin, hauling my heavy suitcase with me.
I shoved open the cabin door. I saw one bunk bed, a single bed next to it, there were dressers a mirror, and a few make-up supplies already placed, two lamps, and a lime green couch across from it. “Wow.” I said, as I shut the door behind me. A sudden after I shut the door I heard a scream.
I opened the door rapidly and saw a reddish-brownish haired girl on the floor with her suitcase lying beside her. I must have closed the door on her. Ouch.
“Omigsh! Are you okay? I am so sorry! Sorry!” I gushed helping her up. “It’s okay, I get that a lot.” She said rubbing her head then smiling. “So you must be my camp mate, am I right?” I asked. “Yeah, I’m Jen.” She said as she walked in with her suitcase.
“I’m Candice.” I put my suitcase beside the single bed, and sat down. “Are you new?” Jen asked remarkably. “Um yeah, why can everyone guess that I’m new? Do I look new or something?” I asked as I chuckled. She giggled back. “No, it’s just that you look like you had a hard time, on you’re way and a lot of the new people get that often.” She said looking at my clothing and hair.
“Oh, yeah I did. A really bad one.” I said smiling. “Now would be a good time to change.” She said pointing to the washroom. I pulled out a tight, purple top with a heart on it, that said “cutie” and black, tight, skinny jeans that went really cute together.
“That looks awesome, you should wear it!” Jen remarked. “Thanks!” I paced over to the washroom to change and do my hair.
After some time, I came out of the washroom, with my hair brushed, and braided a few locks of hair. I had to admit I looked…let’s say ‘fab-licious!’ “Oh wow! You look great!” Jen squealed. “I know!” I shrieked. I sat at the dresser, looking through my makeup bag to find my mascara and lip gloss. I had a hard time choosing between plum and raspberry, but I came up with plum! Now for the mascara.
“Jen, did you ever have trouble with mascara?” I asked, not knowing how much I should put on. She giggled. “Yeah, but now I’m good.”
“Because I don’t want to put too much or else I’ll look mascara maniac and someone who tries too hard.” I confessed. “True.” Jen agreed. I decided I’ll only put a few dashes, just enough for it to show. Perfect.
“So I guess I’ll see you around, camp mate!” I said grabbing my beaded shoulder bag. “Yeah, I’ll catch up with you later!” Jen replied smirking, happily.
I headed out the door, wondering where Tyler was. I couldn’t help not seeing his cute dreamy eyes! I decided to walk inside the leadership building to check the classes out. I thrust open the two narrow entrance doors. I spotted a room full of people, I walked inside, and no one seemed to notice I was there, because of the crowd. Suddenly I saw Tyler. Perfect place, too bad the room was full. I tried to walk closer to him.
I was just about to talk to him. However I was cut short, by a girl I couldn’t tell who, since I fell to the ground as of her interruption among my future husband! I shook my head and saw who it was. It was that blonde haired, girl who insulted me big-time!
“Hey, babe.” Tyler said to her has they made out. “You look cute today.” She said. “You do too, Kaila.” He gushed.
Kaila? Tyler has a girlfriend?!?!?!?! Named KAILA! I was shocked, why on earth would he like her, she was an obsessed, offensive, gross-out, mean, scrawny behind MONSTER!
I couldn’t move. |
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