“Alright, James Bond! Nice shot.”

            “Thank you, thank you.”

We followed Tonya and Dana outside, where Jenny used my gun to take a shot, hitting Tonya in the neck, at which point she turned to Dana and asked “Is it raining?” The three of us followed them a bit longer, until it was too cold to stay outside in the night air.

“You guys are horrible!” jenny said, laughing as we entered the room again. Shane looked over at her, grinning.

            “Yeah, but we have fun, don’t we?”

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            It was the next morning, and I woke up to Shane’s loud snoring again. I sat up in bed and flung my pillow across the room, hitting her in the face. She mumbled something incomprehensible and swatted lazily at the air around her face, sitting up.

            “Shane, wake up.” She opened her eyes and yawned sleepily.

            “Yes? Can I help before I kill you for waking me up?” She asked, snuggling back under the covers.

            “I thought of another plan.” I said in a sing-song voice. That grabbed her attention, and she got up, bouncing onto my bed.

            “Do tell!”

            “Okay, you know that keep-away-bugs candle Tonya and Dana have?”

            “No, Al. I’m not obsessive like you. I don’t take inventory of what my friends bring on vacation.”

            “Wow, you’re mean when you’re tired.” I said, surprised.

            “So are you, actually. I woke you up at like 3 this morning to ask you something and you tried to bite me.”

            “Did not. I was yawning!” I said defensively. She smirked. “I hate you. Well, anyway…do you want to light a fire?” She looked at me curiously.

            “Explain, please.”

            “While Dana and Tonya are out, we simply light some paper on fire in the trashcan and dump the candle into it.” Shane’s eyes lit up and she pointed at me.

            “Oh, I see! So she thinks she started the fire.” I nodded, and Shane smiled at me. “Brilliant.”

            “Let’s go find Jenny!” I said, and we quickly dressed and rushed out of the room.

            “Jenny! Wake up!” I called from outside of her door. A minute later the door opened, revealing a disheveled brown haired Jenny.