(You are going on a class trip. Some sort of scenic mountain thing? You don't really understand what it's for, but it's a free two-week vacation without your siblings, so you aren't complaining. But, what you do get, is you're in quite a cramped van, smooshed up against your favorite person in the world, Ashley! Now, I'm being sarcastic. You hate her. Ashley is a bitch who forces her way and gets what she wants. A small perc- was Ashley wasn't bad looking- but in a 13-hour car drive to the mountain range, it gets really annoying really- The van hits a bump, and the door swings open just enough for you to fall out you were leaning against the back door of the van, it was really the only way to get comfortable. But now, you were falling out, a look of terror crossed your face, and you barely managed to grab onto her shirt before you both tumble out of the van. It was only going about 20- so it wasn't like you were dead or anything- but it did hurt like a bitch. You look up only to see the door on the van slam shut. so fast that no one even noticed you two were gone until hours later. Well- now you and Ashley are in some cabin in the woods, heating up.)

She groans against the door, taking her anger out with a loud bang to it. You're currently trying, and failing to start a fire. She glances back at you. Why the hell did I have to get stuck with you of all people? She mumbles under her breath, loud enough for you to hear Couldn't it have been someone more- useful? She asks herself.