𝐋𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆, 𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐲 𝐁𝐋

𝐭𝐰𝐨, 𝒄𝒂𝒃𝒊𝒏 𝒃𝒖𝒅𝒅𝒊𝒆𝒔

Caleb

"Already, you haven't been here for half an hour, and you are already in my office. You three just got here." He sighs in disappointment as he pinches the bridges of his nose. "This is the quickest someone's been in my office."

There is always a first for everything I guess.

"He called me a fag."

"And you talked about my father!" The guy with the blue eyes barked at me. He's kinda plain looking, his clothes are neutral colours. But his eyes completely stand out from the rest of him.

"Well how was I supposed to know your father was dead."

He growled at me and I scoffed, "You shouldn't have stepped in something that didn't have anything to do with you."

"Letting the fag tell you what to do?" The guy with a dragon tattoo erupted in laughter and pounced on him. I grabbed him by the collar.

"Call me fag again."

"You guys need to stop-"

"Fag." He laughed and I tackled him to the ground, landing on top of him. He has his hands on my neck and I have a fist full of his hair.

"You know what- you three are going to get along, whether you like it or not!" The man slammed his hand on the table, directing our attention to him.

"Get off my dick." He shoved me off him, causing me to fall to the floor.

"No one wants to be near that microscopic ass cock." I scoff as I push myself up from the floor.

"Prick."

"Dickless bastard."

"Shut it, both of you or-"

"Do you want me to fuck your mom and become your step dad?" He stands up from the floor glaring daggers at me.

"Ill cut your dick off before you walk out the door." I challenged at I looked him up and down. But was stopped by the camp director shouting at us.

"That's it! You three will be cleaning out the cabins until further notice."

"What did I do? That was them."

"You came in here with them. So your gonna clean with them. But, I'll let you choose the ones you wanna clean. You have to pick at least 4 others besides your own."

"Fine."

"To get you started, I want each one of you to say your names and state one funfact about yourself." He continues, "Let me demonstrate.
My name is Samuel, but call me Mr Williams, and I enjoy hiking. Now you go." He points at the guy with the piercings.

"I'm Damien, and I like riding my motorcycle."

"Next."

I sigh, "Im Caleb, and I like my cat."

"Im Milo, and I like being alone."

"See, wasn't that easy?"

None of us responded.

"Just get out of my office." He sighed, and we all obeyed, quickly getting out of his office.

I can't believe for the rest of the summer im stuck with a guy who looks like an upgraded emo, and a guy who is has tasteless sense in clothing.

Great, what a way to kick off my summer.

We make our way back to our cabin and see Cameron and who I'm pretty sure was Blake.
They're bags sit on their beds as they play a game of cards.

"You guys are back, ok, let me just-" Cameron hopped off the bed and grabbed a bin with two phones in it. "Put your phones in here."

"Like hell I'm putting my phone in there." Damien crosses his arms as he gives Cameron the stank eye.

"I've been trying to keep my patience with you. I've already been scolded because of you three. And it's only the first day." His tone begins to go dead as he demands. "So I'm gonna say again, put your phones in here."

I pull my phone out my pocket and place it in the bin, but the others don't. I don't wanna see what happens when this guy gets mad.

"Kiss my ass, im not-"

Cameron grabs him by the arm, carelessly dropping the bin full of phones. Which makes Milo place his phone in the bin.

Cameron had grabbed Damien by the arm and spun him around, pushing his body against the wall as he bent and twisted his arms in ways they weren't supposed to go. Causing him to groan in agony.

"You're at summer camp, and I'm your cabin leader. You will listen and follow everything I tell you, or things will and can get ugly. Here, no one gives a shit about who you are or how well you can fight because there will always be someone better than you. So I suggest you take out whatever egotistical stick you have shoved up your ass, and put the phone in the damn bin or-" He pushes his arm once more, and you are able to heard a pop, which makes Damien clench his teeth together to stop his scream, "You'll have your arm dislocated this entire summer. So what it'll be?"

"I-Ill put the phone in the b-bin."

Cameron lets him go and his mood completely changes. Damien takes his phone out of his pocket and places it into the bin.

"Thanks, I'll go give them to one of the staff." Cameron states as he leaves the cabin.

"My fucking arms..." Damien groans as he stretches his arms. That's what he gets. He shouldn't be such an arrogant and egotistical prick.

"So, hey you guys, I-."

"And that's my que to get in my bed and sleep." Milo states blandly, which was rude to interrupt him as he was trying to introduce himself.
He climbs up on the top bunk and lay down. I guess that's the last I'll hear from him today until I have to wake him up for tonights camp fire.

I sit on a bed, claiming the last available spot. Leaving Damien's bed to be the bunk under Milo. Which I hear him huff, but does say a word, but sits down on that bed, placing his things on the floor and sliding them under the bed.

"What is your name." The guy asks.

"Im Caleb, and I'm guessing your Blake Beckett?"

"Yea, how'd you know?"

"I'm a sorcerer." I say, hinting the slight sarcasm in my tone, but he seems too oblivious to notice it, so I just dust it off.

So these are my cabim bubbies for the next three months. This is going to be an interesting 3 months.