'hike', the others soon found out, to ingrid, was trekking on the side of the forest line, scoping out the trees.
for what? no one knew, she was strange like that.
ingrids original idea for a hike, was to follow into the woods with the ever-so-slight moaning chester, and beat him off with a shovel and cram his body in a shack somewhere.. 'lakes were too mainstream', she'd confessed]
"okay, all i need to do is.." ingrid kept mumbling humble-jumble to herself, on the look out everywhere.
wyatt, suddenly angry, tapped her on the shoulder.
"okay, I don't know what the hell you're doing, but one; chester, my friend, is almost dead. like, almost.fuckin.dead. and two, we don't even know where the hell we are, our whole flucking grade left, including our teachers. three, it's dark, cold, and we have yet to eat, sleep or drink all day, so please, for the love of fucking god, get me the fuck to the hospital before i do something unexplainable. like really" he threw his hands in the air,
and stomped forward, not even bothering to face ingrids reaction [really, she only smiled and giggled, the bitch]
the rest soon followed, and ingrid started mumbling stuff actually coherent(sort of).
she just started talking about dangers and shit, no one really cared.
like really? they're not going to meet a pack of hyenas out here at night.. right?
"ugh, how much fartherrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr-" [the extra r's really weren't dramatization, unfortunately.. guess she can hold her breath longer for all the blows she's done-burnnn-)
"stfu marcie, like really? no one wants to he-" doug started, but was cut off by ingrid.
"dont.move."
"why? the vicious little hyenas coming for me?" doug said, in a baby voice
"if you don't stfu, ill get you before they do" she snarled
he threw his hands in the air, soon, seeing a slight movement beside him.
he gulped.
it was dark.. it was just his imagination..
right?
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Short Storynaturally, the wild-flower-concoction was bound to bring chester and ingrid [the opposites of opposites] together. Copyright@ dopeee [lowercase intended]• 'i'll pull the s t a r s down from the heaven just to fill the v o i d of your...
