singing at the bonfire with one of the most important people to me, is truly an amazing thing. i catch eyes with dylan and half blush through the fire, he knows. i can tell he does. ty on the other hand has no clue, and won't know. i'll keep it that way. i am giving magenta looking bracelets that literally match everything and ty's are black. the bonfire is a success, laney seems sweet, she is dylan's partner, she seems glued to him. though she is mute, and probably feels attached to the only person who has reached out to her.
ty's makes another smore. he gets marsh-mellow all over his mouth. caydence's mind and soul argue on how she should approach the situation. she, as always listens to her mind.
"you've got something on your mouth." caydence pointed out, handing him a napkin.
she sat quietly listening to people's stories. she has a sense of piece, as she stares down at her chacos. caydence can't wait for chacho tan lines and happy smiles.
the night is nearly over.
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The Camp
Teen FictionCamp Alright was the camp for anyone. The summer of 2015, changed for the kids that went.
