Mitchie: *walks out* HOLA!
Jason: HOLA! Como esta?
Mitchie: Eh...Muy bien...y usted?
Jason: Ah. Muy bien.
Caitlyn: NO COMPRENDO!
Everyone looks at her.
Caitlyn: What? We are not in Mexico. We are not in Spain. We are not even in Florida. We are in Canada. Either speak French-Canadian or English. Prefereably English.
Mitchie: Okay...
Tess: What time is it?
Mitchie: Summertime! It's our vacation! What time is it? Partyin' time! Sch-
Caitlyn: NO! STOP! I HATE TH- *she erupts into a fit of coughing*
Tess: That's not good.
Caitlyn: *coughs* No, it's *coughs* not.
Mitchie: Told ya so.
Caitlyn: What? *coughs*
Mitchie: That you'd get sick.
Caitlyn: *rolls her eyes*
Shane: Whoa Caitlyn.
Caitlyn: What?
Shane: You just got insanely pale.
Caitlyn: *coughs and walks over to a mirror* Whoa. *she turns around*
Tess: Your skin is like paper-white.
Caitlyn: *coughs*
Mitchie: Maybe you should lie down.
Caitlyn: *nods and lays on the couch*
Shane: But th- *feels a pair of lips on his*
Mitchie: *pulls away* Chill, superstar. Sleep somewhere else.*walks over to Caitlyn*
Nate: *laughs at Shane*
Shane: Oh, shut it. *sits on his bed*
Mitchie: *puts her hand on Caitlyn's forehead* Whoa, Cait. Your forehead is really hot.
Caitlyn: *blacks out*
Mitchie: Cait? *shakes her* Caitlyn? *shakes her harder* Caitlyn! GUYS! SHE'S NOT WAKING UP!
Tess: *runs over* I'll call help. *takes out her cell phone and calls 911*
Mitchie: Someone carry her to the ambulance! *looks at Nate*
Nate: *nods and walks over to Caitlyn and picks her up bridal style. her head rests against his chest*
Mitchie: *opens the door and sees an ambulance pull up* Go!
Nate: *walks out with Caitlyn*
By this time, a bunch of campers have come out and are watching. A few screamed when they saw Caitlyn. 2 people actually started crying. Nate just walked by these people swiftly and put her in the ambulance. He jumped out. Brown ran up to him.
Brown: What happened?
Nate: Caity got really sick and blacked out.
Brown: That's no good.
Hospital Worker: Someone is coming with!
Mitchie: GO NATE!
Nate: *nods and hops back into the back of the ambulance*
Mitchie: *watches it drive away. she walks over to her mom*
Connie: *nods* Come on, kids. I'll give you a lift to the hospital.
Shane: *looks at Brown*
Brown: Go.
Shane: *hugs him and runs after Mitchie, Tess, and Connie.
Jason: Huh?
Shane: JUST COME ON!
Jason: Coming! *runs after him*
The 4 hop into the back of the truck. Connie goes in the direction of the ambulance.
Shane: Why is there a couch in the back of your catering truck?
Mitchie: *shrugs* I don't really know.
Tess: And a carpet. A soft one, too.
Mitchie: *shrugs*
Jason: It feels like a living room.
Mitchie: *shrugs once again* I think it's because there are only 2 seats in the front, and for long catering trips that my mom likes to drag me and Dad on, we can just chill back here.
Tess: Makes sense.
Shane: Yeah. *looks at a handle* What's that?
Mitchie: There is 3 parts to the truck. The front, the part where the food is, and then the living room part. That handle is the door to the food part.
Shane: *nods* This is cooler than a limo.
Mitchie: *shrugs* If you say so. I've never been in a limo.
Everyone looks at her.
Tess: Seriously?
Mitchie: Not everyone is a famous rock star or the daughter of one.
Shane and Tess nod in agreement.
Jason: I hope Caitlyn's okay.
The other 3 look at him.
Mitchie: Uh...yeah...
Tess: Wha-
Shane: Don't ask.
Tess: *nods and lays back on the plushy carpet* Seriously, this carpet is really soft...
Mitchie: *laughs* I know.
Tess: *sits up* Really, what time is it?
Shane: Don't you have a cell phone?
Tess: Oh, right. *pulls it out* 11:47. Ugh...I'm tired.
Connie: We're here!
Tess: Dang it.
The 4 hop out of the van and Connie closes and locks it. They all run in and ask where Caitlyn's room is.
Receptionist: Room 50B.
Mitchie: THANK YOU!
They run to the room. When they get inside, they see Nate sitting on a chair next to the bed, asleep. Caitlyn isn't awake.
Doctor: Excuse me?
Mitchie: Oh, hi. Um...Our friend Caitlyn is in there. What's wrong?
Doctor: Ah. Ms. Gellar. Well, she caught a cold. But, she didn't take it easy, so she got a very high fever and fainted. She will be awake by tomorrow morning.
Mitchie: *breathes a sigh of relief*
Tess: *breathes a sigh of relief*
The 2 sink to the floor.
Shane: *watches them* What are you doing?
Mitchie: Relaxing...
Tess: *nods*
Doctor: Well, you can either go or wait in the lobby until morning. I'm afraid your friend Nate has taken up the room offer. *she gestures to the sleeping rock star*
Mitchie: Okay, thank you.
Doctor: *nods and walks away*
Connie: So, what do you want to do?
Mitchie: Well, I want to stay here, but no. I think we should just go back to Camp.
Shane: Yeah. *yawns* I'm kinda tired too.
Tess: Let's go.
no offense but this is starting to get a little boring. there's a lotta pointless conversation. im not trying 2 b mean. just saying
joshleychicksl 3 years ago
Well, go read another story. We have a lot of pointless conversations, becuz we feel it is a lot more realistic that way.
Selena + Sabrina
ilovekevinjonas192 3 years ago