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Chapter 15: The Camping Trip

The days that followed Mimi's party seemed to be quite quiet and peaceful. There weren't any plans for a while until May barged into her house's living room to find Monica watching TV.

"Monica! Look!" May exclaimed as she held up a sheet of paper. "Remember when the teacher told us to visit the school website for the break? It turns out we have a school trip for survival week at school and I printed it out!"

"Oh joy…" Monica answered monotonously, "where are we going?"

"Florence!"

Monica looked closer at the paper.

"May…that says Florida."

"Oh! Where's that in Florence?"

Monica was speechless for May's stupidity. "Never mind. It says it's mandatory. Oh joy…"

"Yup!" May smiled brightly. "There'll be cottages and water and the sun!"

"May, you do know you can see the sun here too, right?"

"Really?!"

"…"

"…"

"…"

May whispered in confusion. "Is this the silent game?"

"No…"

"Oh, okay."

Monica flicked May's head, causing her to cry out in pain.

"Ow! What was that for?"

"For being retarded."

"Mommy!" May called out to her mother. "Am I retarded?"

"Yes, May!" May's mother answered sweetly.

"Okay, Mommy!"

"Are you serious?" Monica asked in disbelief.

"Who's serious?"

"Never mind…"

May jumped up onto the couch.

"So are you going? It's a few days after we get back and it's free!"

"May, the form says it costs one hundred dollars."

"What costs one hundred dollars?"

Monica put a hand to her forehead in resignation. "Never mind."


After another week of winter break, Christmas and the New Year had passed. Everyone had returned to school and was back in their dorms. The entire group had handed in their permission forms for survival week and there was one more day until they boarded a plane to Florida.

"Alright children!" The school's guidance councillor, Ms. Campamaniac announced in English class, "the trip's tomorrow so you better have your bags ready by tomorrow!

"Ms. Cappuccino!" May called. She had never been able to get the teacher's name right.

"It's Campamaniac!" Ms. Campamaniac corrected.

"Yeah, yeah, whatever," May dismissed the teacher with a wave of her hand, "who do we share our cottages with?"

"Let's see…" Ms. Campamaniac looked down at her clipboard. "Number seven is May, Monica, Annie and Mimi. Number five is Poopie, Joe, Steve, and Bob."

"My name isn't Poopie! It's Gary!" Poopie complained, remembering his middle name.

May stared at Poopie blankly for a moment and burst out laughing. "Haha! What a stupid name!"

"Grr…" Poopie glared.

"Ms. Maniac!" May called once again.

"It's Campamaniac!" Now it was Ms. Campamaniac's turn to glare.

"Yeah, yeah. When's the bus coming to take us to the airport tomorrow?"

"The buses will be at the front of the school at seven in the morning! You'll have to wake up early."

"Oh…okay!" May then fiddled with the pencil in her hand, thinking. "Um…Ms. Cap…no…Ms. Mania…no…Ms. Carp…" May gave up as she waved her arms in the air. "Ms. Camp lady!"

"What the hell do you want?!" Ms. Campamaniac snapped.

"Uh…I forget."

"Ugh!"

Monica spoke up from where she was sitting. "I thought his name was Phouthorn…" she said, referring to Poopie's statement about his name earlier.

"Oh yeah!" May brightened. "Ms. Carpenter! His name is Phouthorn!"

"A thorn…in poo…no comment…" Ms. Campamaniac said, trying not to burst out laughing.

"Not this again!" Poopie cried.

"Haha!" Ms. Campamaniac laughed, "I'm going to call you that now!"

"No! My name's Poopie! It's Poopie!"

May, feeling bored, decided to say something random. "Hey Poopie! An idiot says what."

"What?" Poopie asked in confusion.

"Hahaha!"

"Hey!"

"She'll probably fall for the same thing," An said, rolling her eyes. "May, an idiot says what."

"Macaroni."

"What?"

"Hahaha!"

"Damn you!"

May turned to talk to Monica. "Hey Monica."

May cocked an eyebrow as she saw a sign stuck to Monica's forehead. She read it out loud. "Out of order?"

Monica did not speak at all. "…"

"Monica?"

"…"

"Hello?"

"…"

"Hey!"

"…"

Suddenly, the bell rang and last period had finally ended. "Yay! School's done!" May rushed to her dorm, leaving Monica sitting at her desk.

"…"


The next morning, many students were standing outside at the front of the school, waiting eagerly for the bus. Out of all the optimistic people that morning, May seemed to be the most energetic. She sang very loudly.

"A camping we will go! A camping we will go! Hi-Ho-A-Mario, a camping we will go!"

"I think you just blew out one of my eardrums with your horrible singing," Monica complained.

May scoffed and hit Monica on the back with her hand. "Hahaha! Monica, you're so funny!"

"That wasn't a joke." Monica said glaring at May.

"Apple sauce."

"What the F?"

Poopie spoke up enthusiastically. "Oh! Who wants to hear me sing?"

Suddenly, everyone became very quiet.

"Hello? Anybody?"

An finally voiced everyone's thoughts. "Poopie, no one cares."

"Waa!"

After a few more minutes of waiting, the buses finally arrived. The group quickly boarded the bus, taking seats near the front.

"Oh no…it's you kids again!" The same bus driver that drove the group to the school their first time was driving them to the airport.

"Yay! It's you! Hello!" May smiled.

"Why me?! Why!" the bus driver asked no one in particular dramatically.

After a couple minute of quiet driving, the silence was unbearable for May.

"Who wants to smell my foot?"

"Shut up and put your foot down!" The driver shouted.

After a couple more minutes, An got bored. She turned to May.

"Hey, May. I'll pay you five bucks if you lick the window."

"No way!"

"I dare you."

"Nah."

"I double dare you."

"Damn it!" May turned reluctantly and licked the glass. There were disgusted murmurs around the bus while An was silently awed. "Awesome!"

The bus driver on the other hand was not so enthusiastic. "That's disgusting! I'm calling your father right away to report your behaviour!"

The driver stopped at a corner and asked May for the number in which she stupidly gave. The bus driver put the phone on speaker as he continued driving again. May's father answered.

"Hello?"

"Sir!" the driver answered. "I think it's your right to know that your daughter just licked the window of my bus."

"What?!"

"Daddy!" May pleaded. "I had to! It was a double dare!"

"Oh!" May's father answered understandingly. "Well if it was a double dare of course you had to. No worries, sweetie!"

"What?!" The bus driver asked in disbelief.

"Have a nice day, sir!" May's father hung up the phone, leaving the driver dumbfounded.

"Yay! Daddy just owned the bus driver!" May clapped her hands in delight while the bus driver glared in the rear view mirror.

"You actually called uncle?" Monica asked, "oh god."

Approximately twenty minutes later, An was getting impatient.

"Dude, are we there yet?"

"No!"

"Okay…how about now?"

"No."

"Now?"

"No!"

"Alright…say bus driver, are we there…"

"For the love of God! No! We are not!"

An cocked an eyebrow.

"Geez, it was just a question."

Minutes later, the bus finally pulled into the airport and opened it's doors.

"There, you stupid kids! We're at the airport! Now get off my bus!"

Slowly, all the students piled off the bus. Just as May and An were getting off, they decided to say good bye.

"Thank you Mr. Bus driver!" May waved.

"Yeah, we'll see you when we're coming back," An added.

The bus driver's eyes widened in horror. "Ahhh!" He screamed as he drove at top speed off a near by cliff.

"Someone's gonna feel THAT in the morning," May commented as they entered the building.


The teens calmly boarded the plane an hour later, all except May.

"I'm sitting with Monica!" she sang.

"Oh joy," Monica said sarcastically.

Meanwhile, Mimi took a window seat and look down the aisle eagerly for Joe to board the plane. As he walked towards her, Mimi quickly spoke up.

"Joe!"

Joe looked up for a moment.

"Joe, where are you going to sit?" Mimi asked hopefully, blushing.

Joe looked down at his shoes. "What does it matter?"

"Well, I was wondering, would you like to sit with me?"

"No thanks," Joe furrowed his brow, "I wouldn't want to disappoint Dennis." He continued walking towards the back where An was sitting.

"But he doesn't even go to this school!" Mimi called back. She sighed and sank into her seat. Unfortunately for her, Bob took the empty seat beside her.

"Hey there, snookums."

"Ahh!" Mimi screamed in terror. She tried getting up but Bob was in the way.

"Hehe…it's ok, Mimi. I'm picturing our children."

"Argh! Help!"

A few hours later in the air, everyone had settled into their seats and began dozing off. All except for May.

"Are we there yet? Are we there yet? Are we there yet?" She kept repeating.

A flight attendant then approached her.

"I'll have to ask you to be quiet!" The flight attendant smiled.

"You got something stuck in your teeth," Monica commented.

"Gah!" The flight attendant, with the name tag that read "Josie," turned away and clawed at her teeth.

Another hour later, May began singing, boredom taking control of her.

"99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer! You take one down and pass it around, 98 bottles of beer on the wall!"

At that moment, two girls, one with short blonde hair and grey eyes and another with dark brown eyes and a long black ponytail, began discussing May's singing. They were sitting directly across the aisle from May and Monica.

"I don't get it. How can beer be on the wall?" the girl with the black ponytail asked her friend.

"Yeah!" The blonde haired girl agreed. "Why can't they be on the ceiling?"

"Oh my gosh!" May screeched. "I dunno! 99 bottles of beer on the ceiling…"

"Nah, it doesn't really flow," Blondie spoke again, "Maybe the bottles are in the washroom on the wall, right Cindy?" she asked her pony tailed friend.

"What if the wall was on the floor, right, Airadi?"

"Oh yeah!" Airadi exclaimed.

"Whoa! That makes total sense!" May nodded her head.

"But why does it have to be beer?" Cindy asked.

"Yeah! Why not apple juice?" Airadi wondered.

"Are you serious…?" Monica furrowed a brow.

"We think alike!" May smiled brightly.

Suddenly, Josie, the flight attendant, appeared in front of them.

"If you three don't shut up, I'll be forced to cut you up into small pieces and feed you to the other guests!" She smiled, twitching slightly.

"Oh! Who wants to eat meat?" May called out.

"Me!" An exclaimed.

At that moment, the boy beside Poopie puked in front of him, hearing about cannibalism.

"Ew!" Poopie wiped his sleeve on Joe.

"Gross!" Joe got up and wiped his sleeve on Mimi.

"Ahhh!" Mimi screamed as she ran around the plane. She then tripped on May's foot and fell face first in the aisle. May's eyes widened, feeling agony in her leg.

"Ah! Cramp! Cramp!" May started stomping her foot vigorously.

"Why did she have to get a cramp in her foot?" Cindy inquired.

"Yeah! Why not her arm?" Airadi backed her up.

"Or her pancreas!"

"Hahaha! Ah, yes. What about the ephsophogas?"

"That could be a possibility."

"Will you two shut up already?!" Monica complained, "I already have to sit beside a monkey!"

"Oh! Monkey! Where?!" May looked around.

"Are you serious…"

Josie came up to them once more.

"That's it!" She said, this time with no fake smile at all. "No more Ms. Nice lady! You're coming with me!"


Fifteen minutes later, the entire group of friends found themselves riding in the back of the plane.

"Thanks a lot, May! You've got us all riding in coach!" Joe complained.

"Hey!" May countered, "it wasn't only me! It was Cindy and Airhead!"

"It's Airadi!" Airadi glared.

"Your mom," Cindy said.

"What the F?"

"La la la!" May chirped. "Well, look on the bright side. At least now Mimi isn't sitting beside Bob."

"Yeah, I guess you're right…" Mimi agreed.

Just then, the old man Mimi was sitting next to leaned his head on her shoulder and began snoring loudly.

"Waa! Even Bob was better than this!"

Suddenly, Bob burst through the door.

"Finally! Our love has rejoiced!"

"Gah!" Mimi widened her eyes. "Never mind! Never mind!"


An hour later, the usual happy May was replaced with a fuming May.

"Ugh! Shouldn't we be landing now?"

"Weren't you just all cheery a while ago?" Monica asked.

"A stupid kid keeps kicking my chair!"

"Then just tell him to stop."

"…good idea Monica!"

"…wow…"

May turned around to face a little boy the age of seven looking up at her.

"Listen here, you snot nosed brat. If you don't stop kicking my chair, I'll smash your skull!"

The boy, frightened by May's threat, began sobbing. "Wah! Mommy! The mean lady is threatening me!"

The boy's mom turned to glare at May.

"Listen here, kid-"

"Shut up, you old hag!"

"Why you little…"

"Flight attendant! Oh flight attendant!" May called.

Josie appeared once again, smiling brightly. "Hello, ma'am, and how may I…" Josie noticed it was May. "Oh shit. What the hell do you want, kid?"

May pointed accusingly at the boy's mother. "This lady called me an old hag! She also said she would smash my skull."

"You said those things!" The lady glared.

"Waa! She's lying again!" May faked crying.

"Gee, and why don't I believe you?" Josie scoffed.

"You…don't believe me?"

"Of course not."

May's tears were gone in a flash and replaced with a look of understanding. "That's understandable."

"I could have told you that…" Monica spoke up.

"Told me what?" May asked.

"Ugh!"

"Anyone wanna switch spots with me?" Mimi asked hopefully. "I can't take this anymore!"

"An will!" May volunteered her friend.

"Wha?" An looked around, confused.

May dragged An towards Mimi's seat and Mimi and An quickly switched. The old man tried to lean on An but was immediately turned away by An's hostile look.

"You try that and I'll kill you."

The man quickly leaned on Poopie instead.

"Damn it! Anyone wanna trade with me?"

"Naw," May dismissed him, "it's ok, Poopie! I know how much you love your seat!"


Finally, five hours later, the plane landed. Immediately, the pilot's voice came over the speaker as they began landing.

"Welcome to Tokyo!"

"What?!" May exclaimed. "What about Florence?!"

"It's Florida, idiot!"

"Where is that in Florence?!"

"Damn it, never mind! The pilot probably made a mistake with his announcement. Come on. Let's get off."

The teenagers all got off to notice that they saw no one from their school. They looked around, confused, noticing buildings with large writing in a language they did not know.

"Aren't we supposed to be in Florence?" An asked.

"It's Florida!" Joe spoke up.

"Whatever," An shrugged her shoulders.

"Why are we in Tokyo?" Mimi scratched her head in confusion.

"I don't know…" Monica answered truthfully.

Because of all the commotion that had gone on in the airport, the teenagers had not noticed what had happened until now.

"Ms. Camp lady?" May called out loudly, "Carpenter? Cappuccino? Where are you?!"

"Guys…" Monica cringed as realization hit her. "I think we boarded the wrong plane…"


A/N: Nyaaa! Cliff hanger ending. Mwuahaha! And that is the end of the second book! Reviews please! Stay posted for the author's note after this for more info about what's going to happen next!

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