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Melody spoke into a little microphone, alerting Jenna and the rest. "Hey, it's Melody here. Can you just walk over to that fresh patch of grass and type in what it tells you to? You will finally see the camp." she said, beaming.
Jenna watched as a huge holes appeared and she slid down it quickly. When she reached the bottom she got up and looked around amazed. Then she saw the pool and she smiled. "This place is amazing"
"Screw this," I growled under my breath. I moved over to my car and placed in the spark plug and twisted a small pipe. "Simple fix." I glanced over to Matt and shoved him aside, trying to snatch up his pendant too. I slammed down the hood and hopped back into the driver's seat. "I'd better find Bethany now," I muttered to myself and pushed my shades a bit higher up onto my nose as I sped down the road.
(I wasn't sure if Matt was still around Roy or not, so yeah. And, you can say if Matt still has his pendant or not, since Roy only attempted quickly to steal it. If Matt wasn't around, just ignore those few parts xD)
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Matt: I grasped my pendant, and reached for his car to smash it, but he was already gone. I sighed, and walked back farther into the garage. I took off the tarp of the Maroon Harley Davidson and started it up. Soon I was heading off towards the meadow.
Indra: "it just needs some dusting." I said, smiling too.
Beth: I ran to our camp, feeling deafeted. I hope Roy got something more satisfactory. Sighing, as the tears almost came, I layed down on the leather sofa sadly.
"I've heard it both ways."
"How can you tell that someone's a compulsive liar? I mean, assuming that their pants aren't on fire."
I parked the car in the garage of our campsite and sighed silently. Failure. That was the first word that came to my mine. I entered our camp and noticed Bethany on the couch. "Hey. How was it?" I asked solemnly, falling back into one of the chairs. My tone hinted that my end didn't do so well.
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