Camie didn't know what to do. The group was mostly arguing, and suddenly the tour guide spoke up. Camie couldn't hear exactly what he said, but it sounded something like 'gift shop.' Great, now I'm going to have to either risk getting caught and in trouble or stuck in a lame gift shop.
Both Zoe and Matt quickly fell back in place at the group. She heard that 2 students had gone missing. I swear I will murder who ever said that. She hissed under her breath. "TEACHER! I think he broke his ankle!" She called out trying to take the attention off of them.
Camie whirled around. She knew Zoe's voice. She was at the back of the group with Matt, who had apparently broken his ankle.
(Wait whose acting out the teacher??)
(Who-eva' wants, I guess. Who made her up?)
(I really dont care eight now, but someone can axt her out cu i am Rlly busy right now.)
(I can.)
Mrs. Shultz turned and rushed towards Zoe and her announcement. "What happened?" she asked, frantic.
(Thanks)
(Yup!)
"He tripped on something and I think he broke his ankle." She explained nervously. Haha Im such a liar.
)Thank you.(
Matt tried to look like he was in pain, which wasn’t hard. He said to the teacher, “No, no, I’m fine, fine, yeah. Just tripped,” and smiled weakly.
"If you broke your ankle, then you're not fine. I'll get the tour guide to call the closest nurse," Mrs. Shultz said, turning back to the tour guide.
“No, no,” Matt said, putting a hand on Mrs. Shultz’s shoulder. “It’s just sore. I’m fine.”
"Sore? You said it was broken. What's going on?"
“A broken ankle?”
( What's going on so far. Sorry that I had to go)
2 medics came over with a stretcher. "C'mon kid." He gestured. Zoe was mentally happy in her her mind. In reality her face was solum and emotionless. She watched for a little as they carried him away. Then she turned and went into the gift shop to avoid the attention.
( What's going on so far. Sorry that I had to go)
( Ok so Zoe snook into the door thing while Matt "Sprained" his ankle to create a distraction.)
Cameron watched the medics come over, her olive green eyes narrowing as she watched them. She didn't trust these people at all. She covered up her emotions by flashing a troublemaker grin and blowing a curl out of her face.
Matt tried to protest, but the medic people pretty much forced him to sit on the stretcher, so he finally just gave up and complied.
Camie, unlike the others, did not watch the boy get carried away. She watched the expressions on the girl's face. When she headed into the gift shop, Camie followed as inconspicuously as possible.
Zoe knew that someone was following her. So she decided to act casual and actually buy somethings. She had 100$ on her so why not. She thought carefully to herself as she browsed the items on sale. So far she had bought magnetic rocks, a magnet for Matt, a hoodie for herself for disguise, and a space watch.
Camie watched Zoe's purchases steadily. She wouldn't take her eye off of the girl, not if she'd get the whole class in trouble.
Cameron walked over to Zoe, her eyes still skimming over the things that were on sale. "What really happened over there?" She asked, smiling casually so that she wouldn't draw attention to them.
"I don't know." She replied back nervously so it looked like they were talking about Matt. Then she whispered something so soft only the girl could hear. "Someones watching, talk somewhere else. Then she gave a fake laugh.
"Of course." Cameron nodded and turned back towards the shirts as if they were talking about them the whole time. "I honestly think this color is really nice." She said, raising her voice so the teacher would hear.
"So do you want to go for some frozen yogurt? I heard they were the best around here and I can get Matt something." She raised her voice and gave a small smile.
"Actually, it's the best frozen yogurt in the universe." Cameron smiled, winking at Zoe playfully. "But, sure. Let's grab some."
Zoe went over to tell the teacher before grabbing the girl's hand and walking out of the store. "I never got your name by the way. I'm Zoe." She introduced as they walked, following the signs.