Waking up to an the sound of my mother yelling once more, I groan. Ignoring it and got ready for my day. After my shower, I dragged on my usual Jagger's and white Justin Bieber shirt with a white sneaker. Pulling the two duffle bags I pack last night with cloth, combat boot, lingerie and of course hidden guns.
Dropping a few hair ties and my toiletries in one of the bags, I zipped it up, locked my room door, dropping the key in the inside pocket of my bag. I made my way out to front, waiting for a bus with Madison and Lila.
Layla
Whatever.
"Good morning to you too" Lila said, resting her hand on my shoulder. Flinging her hand off my shoulder, I huff, glaring daggers at her.
Before we left dad was saying that we had to share the tent with Lila, and that there no exceptions are excuses. But mom made sure we got our tent to ourselves. It took some convincing, but he changed his mind after my mom threatened him with the maids mop and sex.