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It was a beautiful день in Wawanakwa. Well, it was beautiful, but boring. There were no challenges, no cameras; Chris and Chef had the день off, leaving the campers to do whatever they pleased. So today was a lazy summer day, while the campers were bored. So to entertain herself, our resident dumb blonde, Lindsay went out to explore. "La, la, la, di, doo, doo!" The blonde chirped as she skipped through the woodland. She was like a innocent child trapped in an not so innocent body. She continued to skip merrily through the wooden glen; untill something caught her eye. Over in a patch of wild flowers, it can only be explained in two words; "Mini-guitar!" Lindsay exclaimed before picking up the stringed instrument. Lindsay studied the stringed instrument. She rubbed her hand over the smooth wooden grain. "It's so shiny I can see myself in it!" The blonde marveled at her own reflection. She sat in the patch of wild flowers. Plucking at Болталка strings, Lindsay started to create a surprisingly pleasent melody; which attracted the musician Trent.
So being as curious as our blonde, Trent went to find the Источник of the dazzling tune. Mulling his way through the wooden glen, he found Lindsay. "Lindsay, that's Ты playing?" He asked sitting down Далее to her. Her face lit up with glee. "Yup, I just found this baby guitar, and I started playing it. Am I good или something?" "Linds, your better than good, your great!" Trent сказал(-а) astounded by the blonde's modesty. Lindsay giggled, and placed the "baby guitar" on the ground. "Well, that means alot coming from you, Travis!" Trent shrugged off being called the wrong name, and picked up the ukelele. Softly at first, he began to play; the blonde was transfixed. She began to scoot closer to the dark-haired teen. He began to quicken the tempo, and strum the small instrument a little harder. He didn't notice Linsday mimicking every one of his moves on her "baby guitar". Slowly, but surely, Trent finished his improvisation ukelele playing and handed the ukelele back to Lindsay. "Let me Показать Ты how to play a song." Trent offered in a friendly mannor. He wrapped his arms around hers, and placed his hands on вверх of hers, but before he could Показать her the right hand playment for the first chord; she stopped him. "Let me Показать Ты something first." Lindsay сказал(-а) eagerly and innocently. But what she did wasn't so innocent. But the blonde, in a moment of spontaneity, kissed the musician. Trent was surprised by the blonde's actions, but he slowly returned the kiss. Lindsay pulled away out of embarrasment, and hid her face with her bandana. Trent pulled the bandana from Lindsy's face and grabbed her chin. "Your not only a great ukelele player, but a great kisser, too." Trent kissed her again. But when this time they pulled away Lindsay had a confused expression on her face.
"....Trey, what's a ukelele?"
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It was a beautiful день in Wawanakwa. Well, it was beautiful, but boring. There were no challenges, no cameras; Chris and Chef had the день off, leaving the campers to do whatever they pleased. So today was a lazy summer day, while the campers were bored. So to entertain herself, our resident dumb blonde, Lindsay went out to explore. "La, la, la, di, doo, doo!" The blonde chirped as she skipped through the woodland. She was like a innocent child trapped in an not so innocent body. She continued to skip merrily through the wooden glen; untill something caught her eye. Over in a patch of wild flowers, it can only be explained in two words; "Mini-guitar!" Lindsay exclaimed before picking up the stringed instrument. Lindsay studied the stringed instrument. She rubbed her hand over the smooth wooden grain. "It's so shiny I can see myself in it!" The blonde marveled at her own reflection. She sat in the patch of wild flowers. Plucking at Болталка strings, Lindsay started to create a surprisingly pleasent melody; which attracted the musician Trent.
So being as curious as our blonde, Trent went to find the Источник of the dazzling tune. Mulling his way through the wooden glen, he found Lindsay. "Lindsay, that's Ты playing?" He asked sitting down Далее to her. Her face lit up with glee. "Yup, I just found this baby guitar, and I started playing it. Am I good или something?" "Linds, your better than good, your great!" Trent сказал(-а) astounded by the blonde's modesty. Lindsay giggled, and placed the "baby guitar" on the ground. "Well, that means alot coming from you, Travis!" Trent shrugged off being called the wrong name, and picked up the ukelele. Softly at first, he began to play; the blonde was transfixed. She began to scoot closer to the dark-haired teen. He began to quicken the tempo, and strum the small instrument a little harder. He didn't notice Linsday mimicking every one of his moves on her "baby guitar". Slowly, but surely, Trent finished his improvisation ukelele playing and handed the ukelele back to Lindsay. "Let me Показать Ты how to play a song." Trent offered in a friendly mannor. He wrapped his arms around hers, and placed his hands on вверх of hers, but before he could Показать her the right hand playment for the first chord; she stopped him. "Let me Показать Ты something first." Lindsay сказал(-а) eagerly and innocently. But what she did wasn't so innocent. But the blonde, in a moment of spontaneity, kissed the musician. Trent was surprised by the blonde's actions, but he slowly returned the kiss. Lindsay pulled away out of embarrasment, and hid her face with her bandana. Trent pulled the bandana from Lindsy's face and grabbed her chin. "Your not only a great ukelele player, but a great kisser, too." Trent kissed her again. But when this time they pulled away Lindsay had a confused expression on her face.
"....Trey, what's a ukelele?"
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