The next five days were hell for Karina and Darren. They spoke daily and nightly, and every time in-between, but it still wasn't enough. And because of the curfew that the teachers set for the students, their nightly calls didn't last for but a quick minute. It was normally just to say "goodnight", "I love you", or something similar to those.
Karina was bored and miserable. Without Darren around to keep her company and make her day, the days passed gloomily. She spent most of time either sulking around the house or sulking around in her room. And so far, she managed to piss her parents off with her constant pouting and monosyllabic answers.
Her mother had had enough, and persuaded Karina to find a hobby that would keep her busy until Darren got back. No such luck, though. Darren was her hobby, and she refused to find something better, because there was nothing better. Upset, she stormed upstairs to her room and slammed the door, huffing and puffing all the way to her bed.
Being the spoiled chick that she was, when she ever so sweetly asked her parents if she could get her bed raised and another mattress added, they'd said yes without further question. She almost always got what she wanted because her parents adored her, but more so because she was an only child. Karina climbed upon it, and then sat with her legs crossed and her arms folded. She was mad that Darren hadn't called her yet, that he wasn't here with her, and that her mother was trying to subtly get rid of her. She knew a brush off when she saw one.
A soft knock came at her door and Karina angrily said, "Go away!" The knock came again, and she repeated herself, throwing a decorative, multicolored pillow at the door. Whoever was on the other side was insistent, and they knocked again. Irrationally pissed, Karina hopped off the bed and stomped over to door, ready to give the person on the other side a verbal ass-whipping.
She flung the door open, and to her surprise and shock, Darren stood on the other side wearing a big Kool-Aid grin on his face. Forgetting to be angry for a moment, Karina squealed his name and jumped into his open arms.
"Darren!" she yelled, after pulling away from the big, sloppy kiss she'd planted on his lips. "What the hell are you doing here?! You weren't supposed to come back for another two days!"
He grinned into her flushed looking face and replied, "Some kid got food poisoning at the hotel, and since they couldn't send him home without a chaperone, the whole trip got cancelled because they were a staff member short!"
Karina returned his happy grin before hitting him on the side of his head. "And why the hell didn't you call me?"
Darren frowned in mock pain and said, "I wanted to surprise you... I thought you'd be happy."
