Okay, so this is my new story . . . it is a sequel to Cullens at Camp, and although you don't have to read that one to get this, there will be some characters/references from the first story that you won't understand. I would reccomend reading the other one first. i don't own Twilight. Enjoy :)
"I'm not going."
Esme sighed. I had been telling her for days that I did not want to go back to John Island. In fact, none of us really did. And if anyone did, they weren't gonna say that out of fear of being beaten up by the rest of us.
"If you don't listen to me, I'll post that video," she threatened.
"One of these days I'm gonna post that video myself so you don't have anything to blackmail me with," I grumbled, but I brought my bags out to the car.
I have to destroy that video. I've tried multiple times, but Esme always has copies. I mean, jeez . . . one little game of Truth or Dare gone wrong and your mother has instant blackmail. She has the video well hidden though. I've only ever found two copies. Even Edward doesn't know where it is.
"Esme?" Nessie asked.
"I can't go back to camp."
Esme sighed. "Why not?"
"I got kicked out. They're not gonna let me back in."
"Oh, don't worry. Carlisle took care of that."
"I may or may not have paid them a large amount of money," Carlisle, who had just entered, said.
"So you bribed them," I said.
"I may or may not have."
I rolled my eyes and got in the car. Esme got in the driver's seat and we began the long drive to John Island.
Emmett, Jasper, Jacob and I were in Carlisle's car. At first, we were all gonna drive ourselves, then Carlisle realized that if we were left alone, we wouldn't even go to camp. We'd skip out and go somewhere fun. So, we all got to drive together. Yay.
After a few hours of silence, Emmett yelled, "Let's play the liscense plate game!"
Jacob, having never played this game with Emmett, said, "That is the most boring game ever. Let's not play it."
"Not our version," I sighed. "In our version, we pick one person and then for the next ten liscense plates that go by, however many letters are in that state are how many times we get to punch that person."
"That's a little weird," Jacob said.
"I'm with you on that one, Jacob," Carlisle said. "I'm glad I'm the driver. It means I don't have to play."
"Jake goes first!" Emmett yelled.
"Do I have to?"
"Yeah. You're new."
We watched out the window for a while. We were in a rather remote section of northern Idaho, so there weren't many cars on the road. Finally, a car came by. We all leaned over to see what it said.
"Mississippi," Emmett read gleefully and then proceeded to punch Jacob eleven times.
Jacob seemed to have horrible luck at this game. The next state he saw was Massachussettes. Then it was Tennesee, and then Rhode Island. After that we saw two Canadian ones: British Columbia and the Northwest Territories. And it went on.
Next, it was my turn. I could hear Jacob thinking about punching me really hard since I'd punched him really hard (I still don't really like the fact that he's dating my daughter). A car drove by and we all looked. "Ohio."
"That's not fair!" Jacob cried. "I get all the long ones, and then you get Ohio?"
I grinned and read the next plate. "Idaho."
The next few that I got were Iowa, Maine, another Idaho and Texas.
After about fifteen more painful hours, we finally made it to camp. Emmett had insisted on playing the game the entire way there, and Jacob was practically black and blue.
When we got out of the car, Rosalie took one look at Jacob and said, "Did you play that retarded liscense plate game again?"
"No . . ."
Rosalie smacked Emmett on the head. "That has to be the stupidest game known to mankind."
"Well you're not a man and you're not kind, so don't worry about it."
Rosalie rolled her eyes. She probably would have slapped Emmett again, but the boat had pulled up and we had to get on. We all got on and prepared for our second John Island Adventure - hopefully this one didn't involve fires, monkeys and princesses.
I was actually kinda excited to go back to camp. I'd had a lot of fun in the summer. And, I'd spoken to Rachelle (very briefly since she was grounded) and she said she was coming back. I have no idea how she pulled that off. I wonder if Erika will be stupid enough to put us in the same cabin . . . probably not.
Unlike last time, the boat ride over was fairly uneventful. Actually, considering the fact that it was March, we were lucky to get on the boat at all. I've never experienced it, but apparently Canadian winters are cold.
When we got there, Erika greeted my family with a friendly but wary smile. Well, except for me. She just glared at me, which kinda makes me wonder how much Carlisle had to pay to get me back in.
Erika started to hand out cabin assignments. I was in Eagle cabin this time. All I hoped was that I wasn't in a cabin with Victoria again.
Unfortunately, things don't always go my way.
I know it was a little short . . . I should actually be studying right now but I am losing my Internet for a while as of Sept 30 so I thought I should put this up while I could. And I've heard that I may get Internet around Oct 12 but who knows . . . anyway, review please :)