Harper laughed ar the sudden declaration of eating being next on their list, rolling her eyes. They really seemed like good people...and if they weren't, she'd find out quickly. Camping trips are about late night talks around the fire, personalities coming out for all to see, and working together to have a great time. At least that's what the movies portrayed. If any of them weren't great to be around, they wouldn't be able to hide it.

That kind of worried her. What if they found out she wasn't exactly like the person she'd been acting like all last year? Or maybe that was the new her... Harper sighed. Things had gotten complicated when it didn't have to be...so why did she make it that way?

"Let me pay for this stuff. Please? My uncle gave me plenty of cash and I can get the big stuff that we'll share, like the tent. In fact if you're that hungry you can go on, I'll take care of all this," she laughed, stepping away and putting a hand on the trolley. "Somebody can pay me back later by helping me carry this stuff out there. I'm not exactly built," she grinned, making a fist and showing what little muscle she'd gained theough dance. She was fit, definitely, but wasn't going to be winning any weight lifting contests anytime soon.