Anti-CosmoXReader: Please Stay With the Group“________, please stay with the group!” you heard you’re over-stressed teacher’s voice command.More Like This
You complied with a grumble. You really wanted to go back to the prissy popular girls and their stupid jock boyfriends.*sarcasm*
You still stayed at the front of the group, though.
Every so often, Ms.(your least favorite teacher) would stop and narrate what she recited every year on this camping field trip in a monotone that was notorious for making people fall asleep in class.
Which, I didn’t blame her for her lack of enthusiasm, having to go on the same trip repeated times: tents full of smelly rude teenagers, with a complete lack of privacy.
You were about as enthused as she was.
Tuning out her robotic voice, you began to sketch small things in the corners of your notebook.
Wings fluttered by, a hummingbird landing on the trailpost in front of you, cocking its head with a chirp.
Your pencil moved across the page quickly as you tried to capture the image of th