Last Summer | Leosaya♥︎

Sandwiches.

Owada slammed his fist on the counter,wiping the sweat off of his forehead."God dammit,all I can make is PB&J!"he growled.

The breeze crept in from the wooden door,which flung open gently."Hm?"a confused voice asked,rarely opening their mouths.

The voice tip toed in the small kitchen,holding onto a clear container with baked sweets.

"O-oh."the person blushed at Owada's sight."Here!I cooked them back at home.Could you try one?"the girl giggled.

Owada shrugged,picking one from the box.He pulled a piece with his front teeth,chewing the tip off of a warm chocolate chip cookie."Wow.These are great..."he admitted,not trying to loose his cool.

The girl blushed again,much more red than before."Thanks so much!"she said,before quickly turning back towards the door.

"Wait."Owada tilted his head."Fujisaki,correct?"he asked,giving her a crooked smile.

She shrugged,smiling back."That's me!Gotta go!"she waved.

Fujisaki sighed,sitting by himself(heh)."Come on,Chihiro.Get it together!You came here to change,alright!"he yelled at himself,frowning at the thought of his failure to be more masculine.Everyone still thought he was girl.What was he gonna do now?

"Chihiro-kun."Asahina mumbled under her breath,drying her wet,curly hair with her towel."You haven't done anything haven't you?"she frowned,angered at him.

He rubbed his arm,a tad scared,actually.Asahina gets tough when she needs to be.

Asahina was ten times tougher then him.

"Nah."he admitted,pulling down his denim skirt."Already swimming?"he asked the busty female.

She chuckled."Yup.It's quite funny,actually.Those demon spawns threw me in.Which to my understanding,ruined their chances of humiliating me."she shrugged."What were you doing in there?"she asked,pointing to the cabin that he departed from.

It took Fujisaki a while to concentrate."Oh.I was um.unpacking the cookies I made."he finally spoke up.

Asahina hugged him tightly."Please tell me you made donuts?!"

He winked at his best friend,pulling a box from the back of him."Just for you."he laughed.

She squealed,hugging the box of donuts even tighter than him."You really are the best,Fujisaki...how come you always beat yourself up?"

He chewed on his thumb,thinking of what to say,or at least a noise to make."I don't know.Um,the kids are calling you."he lied,dashing away from her.

Why couldn't he answer?
Why did he run away?
'I'm hopeless'he thought.

Fujisaki sobbed into his 'Camp Hope' shirt,dampening the light blue top,and wrinkling it every time he wiped the snot off of his face.

"Ew."he made himself laugh.

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"Which one is she?"Kuwata asked,skimming through the children with binoculars.

The boy pointed to his right."O-over there.With the green hair,but I really suggest th-"

"Screw it."he walked up with confidence,confronting the little girl."Hey!Satan is the blue dress,what's your problem?"he asked,standing up to her.

Towa blinked in confusion,then broke into hysterical laughter.

"Huh?"

Towa cleared her throat."Excuse me,but I'm afraid I can't talk to you right now."she said maturely.

"Hell if I care.What makes you think you can boss people around?"He narrowed his eyebrows.

Towa clenched her fist,resisting the urge to get angry."It's just the way things work.Now,please exc-"

"Listen,kid.If I hear more complaints about you,I'm gonna make your life a living hell."he threatened

It was silent.Everyone was still.

Towa smirked,breaking into a fake wail.

"HE HURT ME!OUCH!"she hissed,collapsing to the ground.

"What?!"

"JUNKO,ONEE-CHAN!"she called,finally making tears.

Junko dashed to Towa's crying,picking her up around her waist."What happened?"she tried to calm her.

The little girl flicked a snicker at Kuwata's confusion."He pushed me.I wanted to do something,but I was just so scared!"she lied,sobbing into Junko's shirt.

"Kuwata,God dammit!"Junko yelled.

"I didn't do anything!!"he explained.

"It's okay Junko.If he won't come clean,I still forgive him.That's called being kind right?"she giggled.

"Oh whatever.This is a bunch of shit.Am I the only one who saw that?"a boy complained.

The girl next to him pulled his shirt."Watch your mouth,Daimon!"she begged.

"Ugh!Everyone get to lunch.And Kuwata,you can't just treat children like that."Junko flipped her hair.

"Ya,but I didn't."he rolled his eyes.

Towa winked at Kuwata,giving him her skinny middle finger in the air.

"Bitch."Kuwata mumbled in unison with someone else.

Daimon laughed."Finally,someone who doesn't worship her.She acts like some kind of princess.Aren't princesses supposed to be pretty?"

Kuwata couldn't help but laugh at the little boy."So...everyone likes her?"he asked,gathering more information.

Daimon shrugged."It's almost like she brainwashed everyone.I don't take anyone's crap,and definitely not from her."