~ And when I'm back in Chicago, I feel it
Another version of me, I was in it
I wave goodbye to the end of beginning ~
The love that Angelina Ray bared for Nick Goode was so great, and how long would it take for Nick to figure that out.
Some would s...
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"Just take the shirt, twerp!", Angelina huffed, shoving one of the red color war shirts into the kids hand.
Handing a Shadysider a red shirt for SunnyVale, not caring enough to pay attention on who was in front of her.
Turning away from the kid as they opened their mouth to protest, handing another one of the shirts to another kid, probably the wrong shirt as well.
Was she taking her anger on Nick out on shirts and kids? Yes! Yes she was.
"Take your shi-", Angelina groaned, gasping as she felt a coldness drench her. "Oh for fuc...fudge sakes", her yell dwelled down as she caught eyes with Aviva who gave her a warning look.
Shaking off her anger and whatever curse words was gonna release from her throat, Angelina took a deep breath before looking down at the terrified camper who looked as if they were about to piss themselves on the spot.
"I'm sorry, I wasn't-I'm sorry", the camper cried, terrified of the girl, having seen her around the camp and how she acted with other campers.
Looking around Angel noticed the gazes of Aviva, Kurt, Nick and other counselors all giving her stern warning looks.
Parents had been calling in and complaining of their kids coming home with bad language and threatened to stop sending their kids which meant no money for the camp.
All the counselors had then pointed the finger at Angelina and saying it was her fault that the kids learnt curse words, which she highly disagrees....she's not that bad.
It's seriously no surprise her child came to grow up with a bigger potty mouth than a sailor.
"It's...", Angelina took another deep breath as she closed her eyes, not believing what was about to exit her mouth. "It's fine."
"Wha-Really!", the camper now started to bounce slightly.
"Yep, don't worry about it", Angelina swallowed harshly, the pressure of any curse words exiting her lips disappearing the more she felt her fellow counselors gazes on her.
"I am sor-"
"Take your shirt", Angelina said in a much too nice tone, holding the blue shirt out and letting the boy take it, all the counselors sighing in relief.
"Nicely saved", Aviva teased, stopping beside Angelina after the boy walked away.
"Shut the fuck up", Angelina rolled her eyes, Aviva snorting.
She then turned away and began to walk off, muttering every curse word that came to mind under her breath as she headed in the way of her and Avivas cabin, leaving at the sounds of Avivas laughter.
"Linaaaa, your handing out shirts, where do you think you're going", Kurt called to the girl, whistle in his mouth.
"I'm going to change out of these wet clothes, so either let me go or i'll kick you in the dick and go anyway", Angelina gave him her two options, not stopping in her walking.
