Band Camp (boyxboy)

Chapter 18

♫ You're as cold as ice

You're willing to sacrifice our love ♫

Once I'd waited in the teachers' lounge long enough not to raise suspicion by coming back to the room with Hudson, I started making my way back down the hallway. I shot a text to Leigh inviting her and the other girls from Fortuity up to my room, with a "btw if anyone asks we just spent the last half hour practicing, it went ok, you were a bit bitchy i mean pitchy ;)". I was not about to get caught in a lie now, because I was somehow harboring more lies and secrets after meeting with Hudson than I'd gone into it with.

Leigh instantly replied with an indifferent "kk", but the fact the text came not even 15 seconds after my text to her ruined any illusion of that. Well, that and the fact I could hear the squeals of excitement from the floor below.

When I got back to the room, Hudson wasn't even there. He probably immediately took off to apparently not have sex with Thomson. Sidney was throwing back a Smirnoff ice on one knee while Jonathon was cheering and Ian looked bored.

"Who iced him?" I asked.

"Hudson left it last night, and he's fucking missing it!" Jonathon exclaimed.

"Where was it?"

Sidney chugged the last of it and wiped his mouth on the back of his hand as he stood up. "Wrapped in my towel," he replied.

"Yeah, honestly we expected you to find it in the morning, so it's a little concerning it took you took this long," Ian added, glancing up from the cards he was shuffling on the bed.

"God, I hate that shit. It's like drinking straight sugar," Sidney said, placing the bottle into a trash bag hidden under Ian's bed.

"So, what's the plan for tonight?" I asked, sitting down on the carpet to form a circle with the guys. It felt like we had done it all – truth or dare, spin the bottle, Cards Against Humanity, and allegedly a strip poker game that I had missed, but this was only the halfway point of the week. We should have had the games organized by the German counsellors to keep us busy, but we lost that privilege. Now, we just had to fill more hours with drinking.

"Not sure, we were thinking some drinking games and then just see where the night takes us," Jonathon said, waggling his eyebrows in a suggestive way. "Oh, but if you try to screw my brother, I will literally throw you out of the window," he added.

"Don't worry, I don't like blonds," I replied.

"Since when?" I turned my head to see Leigh standing in the doorway, and she flipped a strand of her sunny blonde hair over her shoulder. She was wearing a lowcut halter top and baggy light wash jeans. She was clearly cold; she had her arms crossed in front of her and goosebumps covered her arms. The other girls from Fortuity stood in the doorway behind her.

"Where to?" Kim asked.

"The usual. It's got a table we can use for some pong or something," Sidney replied. When I looked over, he was in the middle of a shirt change, his old shirt sitting in a heap on the floor as her started pulling some band tee over his head. I felt my cheeks flush but when I looked back to the doorway, I saw Leigh practically drooling. I rolled my eyes and pushed passed them to the hallway and started my way down the hall to the band practice room.

As we walked past Thomson's room, I gave the door and knock and yelled out to Hudson, "Band room if you want to get drunk." We had barely made it 4 more rooms before I heard him scramble to the door. His hair was a disaster and his shirt was buttoned wrong, but him and Thomson chased after us down the hallway. A few other people heard the commotion and poked their head out their door before following us down the hallway. Jonathon had a backpack full of alcohol that was clanging with every step.