ivy harper

“oh my god, can you please just listen to me for one damn minute?!” ivy exclaimed. “i’m trying to explain it to you.” she was mid story and she kept being interrupted, which was obviously making her frustrated.

“Okay, but..” He tried again, but once again, she spoke. So, instead, he pointed to her face to let her know something was on it.

“okay but what?” she snapped on him, for interrupting her again. once he pointed to her face though she understood, she reached up to her face and wiped whatever was on it off. she sighed, “i’m sorry for yelling at you,” she said quietly, she hated apologizing but she knew she was wrong. “anyway, were you listening to what i was saying?”

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ivy nodded her head in agreement, “right, like come on, they should’ve at least teached us this shit during class or something.” she complained, but she made a good point. she sighed at the thought of putting it up, she already knew it was going to end badly. she was going to get frustrated and probably break something. “how do you feel about that anyways? not having no fucking internet? i’m going to go nuts.”

“ so , apparently we are supposed to build the tents, that will be interesting. I watched some youtube videos on it before i left, but i mean, there are so many different types of tents, we are all in deep shit here guys. “ Nolan said as he went and got his huge suitcase of stuff. He honestly had had no idea what to pack. He had never gone camping or traveled 

“i don’t know about you, but i have no fucking idea how to do this shit,” ivy groaned. she was confused even thinking about putting it together. she had just smoked a blunt so the thoughts kept racing and she started to get nervous, “we’re going to be able to figure it out, right? because i need to sleep in a tent or i’ll freak the fuck out,” she shook her head. “i’ve never done this before, i don’t even know why i’m going.”