CHAPTER ONE- The Invite
Keitaro clicked his pen and he finished the sentence in his journal. He was just finishing the script for the news channel on YouTube. After Camp Buddy and when his journal was published to the public, he had gotten many part time career opportunities that paid well for someone so young like him. It helped that he was making money, it let him help his sister pay for his photography degree he was working on.
He looked up from his journal (because writing was so much better than typing when doing the rough scripts) and looked to his computer desk for the time. He looked at the screen and noticed his screensaver.
He smiled wistfully.
Enclosed within the black walls of the computer, was a picture of five smiling boys smiling as they posed for the camera. He sighed with content. It was a photo of the last day of camp with him, Hiro, Yoichi, Hunter and Natsumi, which they referred to themselves as the Cabin One Crew, COC for short (Yoichi immensely enjoyed how the word sounded out to cock. Natsumi had never looked so offended).
When the camp had ended two weeks or so after, Natsumi had managed to get everyone's contact and had already created a group chat just for the five them. Even Scoutmaster Yoshinori had bought Yoichi a laptop, cell phone and got the camp better service. It had been awkward at first, but soon enough, just like at camp, the chat was as lively as their conversations at camp.
Of course they had hung out together, outside of camp. In fact, Keitaro himself had seen his friends more often than his parents (that fact almost didn't bother him. Almost.). It already had been a while since camp had taken place and the COC had slept over at each other's homes for some of the holidays, like the days after Christmas, with New Years being quite the event, the February mid-term break and all of Easter.
Just like in the summer, they made so many more memories. Like the time Natsumi had gotten his driving license and had almost hit SEVERAL cars and out drove the damn POLICE because of his reckless speeding. In his defense, he had already a serious case of 'Close Your Eyes While you Sing Along to the Radio'. Natsumi was forever banned from playing Taylor Swift while he was driving for life.
Or like that one time it was Father's Day and Yoichi wanted help getting a present for Yoshi. They learned a lot of things that day. 1. Never let Yoichi push a shopping cart around with Hiro inside, 2. Yoichi had started calling the scoutmaster Dad in his head and wants to start calling him that aloud, and 3. Scoutmaster Yoshi can cry. A lot.
And who could forget about when they all visited Hunter's art school. Long story short, someone had broken off a testicle from a statue. To this day, no one at the school had noticed. Hiro kept the clay penis proud on his desktop.
Like he said, there were so many memories made and Keitaro couldn't be happier. The five boys' friendships had only grown stronger over time, no matter how far away they were. Which wasn't that far. Hunter, along with the help of Ms Yuri, had mama get to convince his parents to let him attend the local prestigious art school, keeping him within travel distance. Natsumi and Yoichi were already practically neighbors, which Natsumi's neighborhood was just 20 minutes away from the camp. And Hiro and Keitaro himself both lived a 45 minute bus trip from their friends.
Keitaro blinked and blushed at his recent thought. Hiro had matured and grown up so much since camp. When he came to the camp, he was so jealous of anyone close to Keitaro and his friends, but now he more open and loved his friends just as dearly as Keitaro did. He even got along much better with Yoichi (obviously their banter had never stopped. It would always be part of their friendship.). Hiro and him had stuck through and thin, from when they were young to when Hiro had almost moved to the capital forever. Even when Ms. Akiba had gotten better, Keitaro continued to be by Hiro's side.
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