Chemical Reaction | A Gwenvid + Dadvid Fanfic

Chapter 11

David's POV

As always, I woke up bright and early and was greeted by the morning sun. I sat up in bed and stretched.

Today was finally the big day, it felt like forever since I asked Gwen out yesterday. I was just so excited, but also nervous at the same time.

I tiptoed out of the cabin so I wouldn't wake Gwen, who was peacefully snoring in her sleep, and strolled to the campers' cabins. They were all already awake and discussing something in a group.

"Goooooooood morning, kiddos!" I exclaimed as I walked up to them. "Glad to see you all getting into the camping spirit!", I said, swinging my arm.

"We're not getting into the camping spirit, David", Max rolled his eyes. "We're getting into the disgustingly sappy spirit."

"I think you mean the beautifully ROMANTIC spirit," Preston corrected. "Ahhh, I love, love. So much inspiration for new romance plays!"

"Shut up Preston!" Everyone exclaimed.

"Now now, be nic-"

"Come on David, you especially should be feeling the looove for what you have planned later tonight!" Nikki chimed in.

"You know! For that little... thing you got planned for later today?", Neil added.

I felt my face go red with embarrassment. "Oh kids, I'm so excited but I'm also so nervous!" I told them, sitting down on a log. "What if Gwen doesn't-"

"Don't WORRY, David!", Max exclaimed, way too optimistically for it to be genuine. "We'll help you have the perfect date! After all, you've helped us so much here at camp!" He turned around and looked at everyone, and they all nodded while smirking.

"Well, I don't know ab-"

"David! You must get a gift for her! And bring some flowers! It'll help get things into the ROMANTIC SPIRIT!" Preston said dramatically, clenching his fist to his heart.

"Really?!", I said excitedly. "Oh, I have JUST the perfect thing!" I pulled the necklace I had been keeping since the beginning of camp out of my pocket.

On our first day off during camp last year, I drove into the city when I spotted this gorgeous necklace on display in a jewlery store. I didn't think much of it at the time, but the 2nd time after that visit, I went with Gwen to the city where she spotted the SAME necklace in the window. Her eyes glittered as bright as the jewels on the necklace as she gazed at it with awe.

But it was way too expensive for either of us to afford! So ever since that moment, I knew I had to do everything I could to buy her that necklace. After summer ended, I worked SO many part-time jobs and finally saved up enough to purchase the necklace, and have waited ever since for the perfect moment to give it to her. Now, I think- no. Now, I KNOW it's the right time!

"Wow. So, you've liked her for THAT long?", Max said, arms crossed against his chest.

Gosh darn, I accidently said all that out loud.

"Wait, so that means you and Gwen are like, super old" Ered added.

"Hey! we were born in the 90s!" I said.

"Oh my god, this sap story is making me want to barf. I should go see what dumb shit Gwen is up to", Max yelled, making gagging noises and running off towards the counselors' cabin.

Gwen's POV

Today was FINALLY me and David's day off. I was so tired of taking care of those little shits who take up every single ounce of my energy. David was already out of the cabin somewhere when I woke up, so I turned on the television to watch some trash TV, and sat back on the sofa.

"HEY DUDES. Today we're going to be doing an EPIC prank on this grandma. Look at her, all helpless as she tries to fight with the barista for stealing her dentur--"

Boring. I thought as I switched the channel.

"No! After all we've been through, I can't let you go this time my love.'

'But Frank--'

'I SAID NO!!! Look, I've been waiting for the right time to say this but... WILL YOU MARRY ME SARAH!?!'

'Frank! But... we're only 14--"

The fuck? Next.

"Do you have problems with constantly having an itchy butt? This may be because of an enormous bush of hair down ther... "

Huh. My dad could probably use this.

"Well, introducing... THE BUTTBLEEFER. Just rub a dose of this bad boy on any itchy spots on your behind, and it will INSTANTLY feel better! As we say... 'No need for an itchy bush, Buttbleefer helps for a painless tush--"

BOOM!

"Hey, GWEN! Excited for your stupid date with Da- WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU WATCHING???", Max interrupted, busting through the door. I frantically grabbed the remote off a nearby table and switched off the television.

"None of your business, you little SHIT!", I snarled, crossing my arms and walking over to where he stood. "What do you want?"

Max ran around me and straight for the table, grabbing the remote.

"GET BACK HERE, YOU LITTLE SH-"

"Side effects may include depression, cancer, hair loss, swelling near the pubes, gentital illnes--"

He quickly shut the TV off.

"I'm not even gonna ask. Anyways, GWEN, excited for your little date tonight?", he asked, jumping onto my bed and leaning back. "DAMN, what are these things MADE of? It feels like a piece of cardboard!"

"Yeah, that's what I have to deal with every night. And that date is NONE of your business, you nosy snotrocket!"

"C'mon, aren't you at least somewhat worried about the date?", he asked. This was way too optimistic of a tone for Max.

"What do you mean?"

"I don't know... like what are you gonna wear? What hairstyle are you going to do? Are you prepared for after the date where you two possibly might fu-"

I slapped my hand across his mouth. "Don't you DARE finish that sentence, you little asshole!" I screeched. "Now GET THE FUCK OUT OF MY CABIN!" I picked him up by the hoodie and threw him out.

Goddammit, he was actually right. I had absolutely NOTHING to wear. I went to my closet and dug through the heaps of Camp Campbell shirts I owned.

Suddenly, I remembered the dress I wore on the date with Graggle. I dug through the many drawers in my closet until I found it stuffed in the very last one.

Yes, I found it. As I pulled it out of the drawer, I realized there were holes all over. "THOSE DAMN SQUIRRELS." NO! Now I really have nothing to wear. Guess I have to make a trip to the city.

I grabbed the car keys that had been tossed onto a table and drove off to get a new dress. And maybe some lingerie. Maybe get a haircut? Does David like perfume- Goddamnit Gwen, stop overthinking this.

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sorry for the late post! :)