𝒯𝒽𝑒 𝐹𝒾𝓇𝓈𝓉 𝒪𝓃𝑒 (ticci toby x reader)

𝔩𝔢𝔱𝔱𝔢𝔯

                           Getting that letter was life ending for me. I would have thrown it away before I even opened it. However, my curiosity got the best of me. If I could go into the past I would. But I can't do that. Looking back the letter looked nothing like the message inside. It was a light pink envelope with flowers on the sides. Maybe it's a joke? Just a couple of old friends wanting to get back at me for a prank I did? This could be fake. Why was I so worried? Maybe I should just throw it away now? There gotta be something in this letter pointing that it's some prank right? I picked the letter off the cold wooden floors that I had thrown it on. Tracing my fingers around the outline. Reading again for any evidence or proof that it's true. Proof being any grammar mistakes or rules that didn't make any sense to me. My eyes tracing the words on the smooth wrinkled paper.

Dear campers,

You have been chosen to come to our amazing camp. It's completely free. It's overnight so please bring clothes. If you don't bring clothes that's fine we will gladly provide some for you. However there are sadly rules to this dear camp of ours that we would like to tell you beforehand. If you contact ANYONE about this camp then we have no choices then to eliminate that person or people you have told.

1.)You will be picked up at your our stop

2.) You can't drive here

3.) You have to come if not there will be consequence

4.) A will have a bus come pick you up be there a the right time

You may be wondering what this camp is about? Well we plan to train you as proxies. If you don't have a clue what my proxies are. Why don't you find out.

                            The letter ends there. Behind the letter is a bus pass of my name along with the time I should be there and where. After reading it once more I could feel my hands shaking along with my heart racing. Was this really happening to me? Of all the people in the world it was me. In the letter it said campers? Are there multiple people who are in the same place as me? If this is a joke then I can just go home. Right? All I have to do is get packed and go to the location the bus pass said and by that time. Then if they don't come and pick me up then it's fake. Right? A bundle of thoughts entered my head. If there was a way for me to ask someone than I would, however I would prefer all of my old friends to stay alive. All I have to do now is pack for this so-called camp. From just looking at the letter itself I would most likely have to be there for a long time. Be that as it may, I don't have enough clothes for a month or enough bags for that. I can fit at least two weeks of clothes into a suitcase. But that's all I can fit so I hope they have a washer machine there because I don't want to be wearing their clothes due to me not knowing where those clothes have been. For all I know they could have been on a homeless person. Along with if I have to wear dirty clothes I don't want to be the one smelling like shit. This is going to be hell. I dragged out a black suit case from my senior trip. We went to Disney world for a week. Opening the suitcase it had gross popcorn,wrapper bags, bought pins, and a couple of 'lost' shirts that I never took out. The main reason the shirts are in there was because I would always push off them saying that I would get them later. However being myself I was too lazy to actually fish them out of the suitcase. Instead of taking out the stuff one by one and not making too much of a mess I decided it would just be better to dump everything on to the floor. The sound of clashing, and plastic falling on the floor was heard. I took the pieces of the 'lost' shirts and threw them to the corner of my room.Any piece of clothing that I wanted to wear was either thrown into the suitcase or they were thrown into the washes. Which was a lot of them considering that I wear only clothes that made me feel comfortable or that I know would look good on me. The style of the clothing range from long grunge fall clothes to 'emo' clothes people would say. Whatever it felt perfect for the time being that it was already really close to fall. Sweaters are perfect for me to hide my curves more being that it's not 'masculine' for guys to have curves. I don't think it makes a person less masculine however I don't feel like getting misgender at these places just because I have curves. I have to stop thinking about that too much because most of the time I will just stop to think and if I keep doing that then my packing will never get done and having that I will not get any sleep. And all together if I don't get sleep then I will get overwhelmed faster! I went on packing again. Packing what I need and what I want into two different bags. No cellphone would have been hard for me if I didn't have my Ipod. Along with the Ipod in the personal bag I put a notebook,color pencil, a flashlight, and a Polaroid camera with a frame along with it. The personal bag is a green messenger bag with pins, and patches with bands on them on the front. For stuff I needed there were towels, wash cloths, soap, a toothbrush, toothpaste, and my own personal blanket just for my own comfort. Clothes were last, of course because most of them were in the wash. Waiting for them would be a hassle for me. Just having to stay up just for them and not getting sleep was going to kill me.

                    In the meantime, I think I deserve a nice hot shower to end this night. The dryer of course had to take longer to dry the clothes well because there were a lot of them.I walked over to the bathroom opening it and just wanted to just throw myself into the shower rather than waiting to take off my clothes. But I rather wait a little bit to just take off my clothes than sit in the shower with uncomfortable wet clothes on. Taking off your clothes after a long day of packing and being sad,nervous, and scared felt like freedom to me. I looked at the mirror in front of me only to see myself naked in a body that barely felt like my own. Well my face does however my body doesn't. Frequently I feel like this. Briefly, I feel like it is my own. My reflection shows a man's face on top. A man with ash brown hair that goes to his shoulders. He has doe-eyes that are the color hazel. His bottom part shows a girl with smooth,soft legs, and more. It's hell for me. For every time I want to get into a relationship with anybody it would end badly. They either don't like the bottom or the top. I can't do anything about it with the way I feel. I was thinking for too long once again. I turned around to be met with the shower again. No bathtub sadly, I was only able to buy a small house. The bathroom is a forest green color at the top. At the bottom it's a white tile. There is white color shelves put above the sink mirrors. On them are fake plants. I barely can keep up with myself. I don't think I can take care of plants everyday. I just wanted plants for the looks away. I open the shower door turning on the hot water only to be met with cold water. I should have just turned on the water before taking my clothes off. After a little bit I was happily met with hot water once again. "Hello again my friend," I whispered to myself.

After I finished showering along with putting on comfortable clothes to sleep in. It was finally time for me to fold the clothes, meaning that I can finish packing and go to sleep. I gather the freshly warm clothes out of the dryer and into my room. Careful folding them like I wouldn't unfold them the second I have to get out clothes and change. Finally It was time for me to jump into the warmth of my blankets. However I was able to go to bed uneasy. The thought of meeting unknown people, about the thought of the unknown camp or its location. This night's sleep is not going to come easily to me. With all my worried thoughts about that was coming for me. Who wouldn't be worried about it. One second I would be falling asleep the next I would be wide awake worrying about it. All I wanted to do was to go to sleep. Not knowing what I'm going to get from the bus. Meaning I don't know if I will be able to go to sleep either. How far is the camp? And what the fuck is a proxy? All I can do right now is wonder about the future or try my best to try and fall asleep once again.