FRAGILE. {Lirry Stayne}

C h a p t e r. 3.

Author's Note: It's slightly a filler in the beginning but the interesting stuff will happen in the middle and end of this chapter. You'll also be learning a little bit about Andy/Maz and Ed/Chris' past. But you have to pay attention during the filler part too because it's really important and will have a lot to do with the rest of the story.

And I know I lied about updating by Tuesday or soon after that, but the week was so hectic and I'm sure I failed like two tests and I had a project, so it was insane. Ugh. I'm glad for the weekend.

I'm dedicating this chapter to xMissRainy because I found her comment on the first chapter adorable.~

I also kind of feel I was being retardedly descriptive in the beginning but I needed it to be. I want you guys to have a clear image, haha. So really try to pay attention.

Okay, so I hope you enjoy this chapter! Thank you for reading. :)

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We walked out of the scorching heat and into the noisy mess hall. It was shaped quite strangely, with one wall being much higher than the other and completely made of glass, giving off a view of the lake, the ceiling lowered at a steep angle to the other wall, which had several rooms and a kitchen, In the middle of it all was many rectangular tables, each seating eight chairs. A large, two foot tall stage was placed by the wall with the window, and there was a grand piano in one corner of the room, along with a few couches. It was all made of polished oak, much nicer and newer than the cabins, that was for sure.

Uncle Paul was on the stage, his extremely muscular body showing through his tight black t-shirt. I came to the conclusion he completely devoted his time to body building when he wasn't being a camp instructor, the amount of muscle on him being that ridiculous.

I sat between Maz and Ed, Josh on Ed's side, and the other boys placed opposite of us, Liam being directly across from me. We chatted for several minutes while Paul was talking to several different counselors on the stage, taking the sheets of papers they handed him. Paul clapped his hands several times, poking at the microphone placed in front of him. He pulled reading glasses from his pocket, resting them on the bridge of his nose.

"Okay, listen up everyone." He grumbled into the microphone, the talking suddenly dying down and everyone facing towards him.

"You are going to be at this camp for the entire summer except for the last week before you go to school. In between that time, we will make you so close to your brother, cousin, step brother, whatever he is, so that you will be closer than you ever thought possible. In all the years that we've been runnin' this camp, which just to let you know, is 50 years, not any pair of boys have left without being friends. My father was the one to first start this camp, and I have taken on in his footsteps." He continued for several minutes more on the boring history of the camp, and I began to doze off slightly. I felt Ed shake my shoulder.

"Listen, he is getting on to the important stuff." He whispered, flicking a finger in Paul's direction.

"Every night at dinner I will list tomorrows activities, so here we go. How it works is there is four activities in a day, and you will get to go to at least three. You get an hour after lunch to either go swimmin' or go to your cabin and relax. Every weekend you will be given a break from regular camp activities to do whatever you want. Okay, so tomorrow's activities will be motor biking, archery, kayaking, and horse back riding." He said. I quickly contemplated which three activities I should do. Motor biking and horse back riding were a definite choice, but I was stuck between archery and kayaking.

"Oh, and just to let you know, you and your partner, is what I will call them, the person you were sent here with, has to decide them with you. So every activity you want to do your partner will be there as well." I groaned internally once he said this. So I would have to do this all with Liam? I should have seen it coming.