Revenge Is Sweet

2 - Serendipity

✶𝙶𝚛𝚎𝚢𝚜𝚘𝚗✶

With a huff, I kick one of the many sticks out of the way of my path. I start to wonder why I took this route in the first damn place.

But then I remember what I was looking for and I continue on without much of an attitude.  I'm supposed to find some campers to possibly mess with.

It's about that time of year and...well, it's been a while. I'm getting antsy all alone in the cabin. There's another cabin not too far from me and I've seen people leaving the place from time to time. Maybe I'll finally catch 'em on a time when they're actually here.

I definitely should've parked the car a little closer though. The trials around here are too rugged. But they've got some security gate. It would've been a hassle.

I navigate through the trees for a few more minutes before I hear a semi loud slam of a car door. Poking my head over a bush in the tree line, I spot not one, but two cars. I huff at that.

I was hoping this would be a little easier. More people just means difficult. I can't keep control with two cars full of people.

I watch two guys climb out one car and three women follow them from the other. My eyes immediately catch on one of the three women. One with dark brown curled hair that goes down to her lower back.

Her black shorts are a little too short and almost disappear into the flannel she's in. She looks a little grossed out as she looks down at the ground, like she sees an animal of some sort.

"Hello," I whisper to myself, smiling a little when she starts to look around, scanning the tree line like she knows I'm here. "Well, aren't you a sight for sore eyes." I tilt my head a little and sink further back, watching her.

She looks down at the ground again, smiling to herself as she kicks something, probably a small pebble. "Hey!" One of the girl's calls for her. My girl quickly looks over at the other one and she hurries over to join her on the porch of the cabin.

I watch them all disappear into the cabin, tugging their own bags in with them. Sighing, I start to make the short journey to the cabin, careful to not make too much noise since they left the door open.

Unfortunately, by the time I get there, they seem to have moved on further into the cabin. I start to round the place, exploring a little.

I decide to set up a small camp under the porch in the back, bringing my backpack with me as I manage to crouch down under the wood.

"What? Hot tub?" I whisper to myself, peeking over the wood of the porch. I was thinking of installing a hot tub at my own cabin.

Huffing, I sit here and listen to the slightly obnoxious chatter I hear from inside a cabin. They're by an open window next to the back porch somewhere. I catch a couple of their names while I'm here.

Who names their kid Cat? That's gotta be a nickname.

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Sitting crisscross in the bushes, I mindlessly draw in the dirt. This is the most boring part of this process.

One of the campers had the bright idea to go outside so I was forced to move my camp a few yards away. I found another bush.

Narrowing my eyes, I stare at a dirty blonde guy who has my girl on his lap. She seems a little bored and keeps slipping off his lap like she doesn't fit on there. He just tugs her back up.

One of the girls says something that I don't quite hear, but my girl seems excited by whatever it is. She hops off the guy, who I'm fairly sure is named Peter, and she hurries inside the with other girls. I scoff when he smacks her ass after she walks passed him.