I wake up feeling excited, as today is the day that I have been waiting for. Today is the day, that I finally get the chance to shut up this arrogant , cocky, loud mouthed, American bitch, Cara. The American bitch and I have been talking smack to one another for months online. Since day one, Cara and I instantly disliked each other. For months we could not agree on where we would meet for a scrap, Tennessee or the UK. However, we finally agreed to meet in Canada, splitting the cost, on a remote hunting cabin, near a crystal clear stream, in the middle of nowhere, so no one can watch or get involved.
After breakfast, I say my farewells to my family, at the motel in Buffalo, that I have been staying at for almost a week now, doing a bit of site seeing, along with seeing my Aunty, Uncle and cousins, as they all think I am meeting some of my friends, who are holidaying in Toronto, Canada. I get in to the car, that I have rented a car, as I begin the few hours journey, to the hunting cabin.
After about a 3 hours drive, I arrive at my hunting cabin, I spot the American Flag waving on the front porch, as I park my car next to yourrs. I get out of the car, opening the trunk, I grab my suitcase and head towards the cabin. I go inside and head straight upstairs, in to my room, I throw my suitcase on the bed, opening it up, I check my first aid supplies, as well as my clothes. I decide to change in to a black tank top and demin shorts. I quickly check myself out in the mirror, running my hands through my dark brown hair, as I stare at myself in the mirror, as I psychologically prepare myself for what’s about to happen, as I know me and Cara are a similar height and build, but I know deep down, this is a dangerous fight for me, “Well I best let Cara know, I am here” talking to myself, through the mirror, as I turn around and head towards Cara’s bedroom..... Knock... Knock... Knock... Knock as I stand waiting for the bedroom door to open, feeling a little excited and nervous at the same time....