Chapter 1

                                     

I had been looking up at the white tent for three hours now. It was getting quite boring, as it would, waiting for the sun to rise. It never rose above the horizon, but it did rise, a little bit.

“Did you sleep well?” I said

“Yeah, did you?” James said happily

“No!”

“Why not?”

“Are you deaf, can’t you hear the huge blizzard outside?” I yelled

“No!” He said

“Go and have a look.”

I sat up in bed and watched James go and open the tent, to watch his face when he realized how stupid he was being. James is about six foot two, brown hair with few grey bits because he is getting on-thirty two! Suddenly a huge snow storm started blowing round the tent, and where did all the snow land? Right on my lap. James came back in and I looked at him with disgust. I am not a happy bunny. I suppose I am bit jealous of James. He’s still enjoying this journey. I don’t know why! I stopped enjoying it the moment I left the five star hotel back in Valder.

“James, why are you still so upbeat after leaving John and Bob behind?”

“I don’t really know, but, I can’t see what to be complaining about, it’s not like it’s the end of the world,” he said

I must respect him for his positivity, but I really think he is mad.

“James, could I have a bit of that chocky bar? I promise to be really nice to you,” (I think, Not!)

“No, you ate all of your chocolate rations on the first day,” james stated

“Oh please, just one bit of Galaxy,” I pleaded

“No!”

That’s when we started to fall out. Well, more than we had before.

“Why are you so selfish?” I asked

“Why can’t you just do something useful?” He replied

I was really fed up; I decided to curl up in a ball at the end of my sleeping bag. I was not about to talk to him I had already made it quite obvious that I did not particularly want to be up here after leaving Bob and John behind. The oldest in our group is Bob, he is forty five and he has got a monks hair cut. He insists that it is not bald but he wants it like that. John is my older brother and he is very bossy. He is two years older than me, but I still like him more than James. Believe it or not we were all in a gang together when we were younger and it has stuck, apart from James, who, as you can see does not get along with me. I wish that he had turned back. I suppose we don’t get along because of our difference in personality. He likes science and the technical side of things and I prefer the more literate side of things. I never really took to factual subjects. I suppose that is the reason for my GCSE choices and my A levels.

After a long and not very exciting time curled up in the end my sleeping bag I started to feel a bit queasy but we did not have any medicine. Well, I didn’t. But of course who did, mister organized him self.

“Can you stop being so harsh to me unless you want me to throw up all over you. That won’t be pretty!” I claimed

“Ok, but that is the last time I am lending you anything,” he replied

“For the whole journey?” I questioned

“Yes, for the whole journey!”

At that moment I started to get very fed up with his arrogance. So I decided that it was going to be a good idea to just take what I wanted while he was sleeping, as he is such a heavy sleeper. Let’s see how that goes tomorrow night, then he will be asking me for things and I will totally ignore him and see how he feels.

I was very bored and I really wanted to go home and see my family. Just thinking about it made me hate James even more. He did not miss anyone, he never felt home sick even at school, when we had to sleep in a small room with nothing around us. It was more like a prison cell, a bed and a wardrobe that it was it. James’ room always had an aura around it which gave it a more homely feel. I was really jealous of that boy. However the one thing he was not good at was sport, he sucked at sport.

“James can we have breakfast now?” I asked

“Yes,” he replied

“Come on then cook it,” I demanded

“No, I cooked it yesterday,” James said

It was quite nice, but only because he had extra food. I preferred to travel light, very light!

I said “It’s not going to taste very nice; it will have a lot of snow in it,”

“Fine we will just have cereal then,” he compromised

I knew he would give in, but I did not really like cereal. However I went out to fetch the cereal. I had to wear a lot of gear even to go and have breakfast. I didn’t have to do that at home, I could have breakfast in a dressing gown. I don’t really know why I am talking about this but I suppose I need to talk about home because it is as close as I can get to it

I can’t wait to take his stuff; I have made a very good plan.

Chapter 2

It took a while, but the blizzard did stop. Well not really, but it got good enough to carry on along the road, or shall I say the thick sheet ice that went for miles around. It was very monotonous this journey.

“Are you bored of this ice, and more ice?” I asked

I already knew the answer to this ridiculous question but I was just trying to make conversation.

“No I think that the ice is fun to look at, it has lots of different parts in it” James said in a frustrating voice

Now I was beginning to get quite scared, my deduction of this, man, was being proved more and more right every time he says anything. He is very weird.

“Look, ice is boring! Can’t you see what I am trying to do?” I said

“No,” he snapped

“I am trying to make conversation! I know it’s probably a new word to you, but the rest of the world use it to communicate” I screwed my face up, I am so angry.

“All right, keep your hair on,” he said

He is driving me up the wall, he is just trying to get me to shout at him.

“Just go away,” I shouted

We are sitting down in the vast area of snow. We are trying to put up the small tent to have some lunch. He is shouting at me again “that peg goes there,” he doesn’t ever shut up.

“Does it really matter where the pegs go. We are only going to be stationary for an hour at the most,”

“You won’t be saying that when we get out of the tent and it blows away in this arctic wind, and we have only one tent left to fight in,”

I gave in to this stupid comment and pegged it in the right place. It was really pointless because it was not going to blow away he was just being his usual self. The lunch was not good it tasted like paper because it was special nutritious food to keep you healthy. I don’t know about nutritious the only thing that I thought it was, was bad. I started making a joke about it.

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“This is Apollo 11 reporting to earth. Huston we have a problem we are dying of bad food poisoning,”

“Oh do stop being so immature, it’s not that bad,” James said

I could see that he thought it was as bad as I thought it was, but he would not admit it, he was just trying to disagree with me because of who I am.

We have had lunch and now we are on our way again. Our next stop was at the ‘more snow stop’. It’s driving me mad! I actually used to like snow, but that did not ...

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