(𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐄 𝐗 𝐅. 𝐎𝐂)
❝I guess you aren't as much
of an asshole as I thought.❞︎
AS A FIRST YEAR COUNSELOR,
Celia Smith thought she'd only
have to deal with a petty turf
war, not feelin...
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ALICE AND ARNIE weren't the best company she could ask for, but they were the only ones who would open their door. Or, Alice's door, but Arnie was always in her cabin anyways.
"Why are you in here again?" Alice asked bluntly. It wasn't exactly rude, just how Alice was. She had a grin on her face as she leaned on Arnie. There was a lit blunt in her hands.
"Just wanted to hang out." Celia excused, finding herself unable to relax in her seat.
"A little birdie told me that you and Goode had something going on." Arnie started, his voice teasing. Celia huffed. Why did everyone try to pin that on her?
"There's nothing." Celia denied, crossing her arms as Alice offered her the blunt. Celia gave her a short glare, "I'm not taking anything else from you."
"Good for you. Grew a backbone." Alice had an impressed grin on her face as she instead took a puff from the blunt, "Cece." She blew the smoke out, "Are you corrupting Goode?"
Celia sunk into her seat, "Stop..." She complained, covering her face.
"Last I heard you were running away from him." Arnie piped.
Celia scowled and looked at Arnie with annoyance. "Shut up. I am not running away from him." Except she was. She had literally run from him when he tried to approach her in the morning. She said that she needed to help a camper tie their shoes. "Can we talk about something else?" Celia complained, "My life doesn't revolve around him."
Suddenly there was a knock on the door. Celia and Arnie looked at Alice in expectation. She rolled her eyes but still called out, "What do you want?"
"It's Nick! I was wondering if Cece was there?" His voice was muffled by the door but it was still clear that it was him.
How the fuck does he know? Celia stared at the door with wide eyes.
"Oh..." Alice let out a series of laughs that sounded like distorted giggles. Celia shook her head, making a giant X with her arms. Alice said, turning back to the girl. "You fucked up. He's clingy."
"Do not tell him!" Celia whisper shouted. "I am not here. Not here!" She tried to reinforce, but Alice would do what she wanted to do. And what she wanted was entertainment.
