8 October 2012
Ugh! I spent the whole morning in the shower, scrubbing off the lake water. It was quite amusing when all the suds turned green and oozed under the shower. Someone must of thought I was toxic. But why I hear you ask?
Well...I have come out in red splotches. Holly says an allergic reaction to the lake water. I say...an allergic reaction to that snotty-nosed little girl's puke.
I'm so annoyed with Holly, giving Puke-girl so much attention. I just want to know what the hell I was covered in!
Anyway, things couldn't get any worse for me - or so I thought. Unaware of what lyes ahead of me, I sit down on the grassy banks of the river watching Josh talk to the blonde girl who was at the cafe last night.
God. She is beautiful, long wavy hair and blue eyes. In the corner of my eye I notice another teenager staring in envy at them. Male competition it is.
"I have to get going, Dad will be waiting," the girl smiles. Josh doesn't think twice about kissing her lightly on the cheek. She does the same and they part.
As he approaches me I laugh, "I told you so!" He kicks my leg and sits down beside me. "So who is she?"
"I dunno."
"Phone number?"
He nods his head.
"Email, address, number of camp spot?"
"Nope." He looks disappointed.
"See that is dating for beginners." I laugh.
"I bet you forgot all those things when you first met Holly." He challenges me.
"Nope I am Mr Smooth, watch this...." I stand up and head over to Holly who has just approached the bench, she's packing her bag.
"Morning baby," I smile grabbing her hips and pulling her forward.
"Morning, morning!" I approach her to kiss her when she sneezes, "Sorry Matt those blotches are just disgusting...." I let her go.
Then little Rosie toddles out the tent and Holly picks her up and kisses her. "What! You kiss puke face and not me!"
"Matt!" Holly shouts utterly surprised, she turns round and continues packing her bag, Rosie resting on her hip. I pull faces and swear under my breath at Rosie's face poking out on-top of Holly's shoulders until Josh steers me away.
"Mr Smooth?" he laughs.
"Shut up, if I hadn't won the bet...."
"Not my fault," he butts in.
"Then I wouldn't of been puked on by Rosie..."
"Not my fault," he repeats.
"Then I wouldn't of had to wash in the lake water!" I finish.
"Darling, were off to go to the woods, there's a survival activity morning there, it will be fun!" Holly drags us off to the woods. Josh runs off with Luke and Holly pushes Rosie in her push chair. I hold Holly round her waist and we walk off.
"What's up with Luke? He hasn't spoke a word." I ask.
"Hasn't spoken at all since there Dad died, only speaks to Josh, it's his job now being there new Dad." she whispers cautiously pacing slower so the boys wouldn't here.
Once we arrive there was already a family there. Four of them. A mum, dad, little boy around 10 and little sister looks about 6. The instructor did a long boring safety talk, me humming along in the background. The Dad of the other family gave me the evils.
"Right, your job is to build a water-proof camp..." before the instructor finished we were off finding the best spot. I found a lovely space right by a massive tree but so did the evil Dad, we raced for it and I won.
"Bit of a young Dad are we?" he cackled.
"Old Dad are we?" I fired back.
"No, just competitive."
"Oh my family can whip all of your asses blindfolded with one hand tied behind our backs."
"Says the guy who looks like he's been dragged through a bush backwards and caught poison ivy on the way," he glared at my red blotches all over my face, neck, arms and legs.
"Says the guy who looks like his hair's covered in snow." Ooh that had got to sting, he had the baldest, whitest hair I had ever seen. He looked 60.
Before I knew it we were in an argument until the instructor told us to get a move on and stop otherwise he will kick both of our families off the course. He reminded me a bit of Holly's Dad the night outside the pub.
Just our luck, when we had finished the Heaven's opened, we rushed in our waterproof camps which turned out to be useless. In five minutes the whole thing collapsed so we had to share with that horrible family!
The weekend from hell!
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