ok so that was more or less awkward. we just went around saying all of our names, and then the camp counselor told us like the schedule and what not and gave us a paper for it.
lights out by - 11:00 pm
breakfast- 8:00 am (ends at 9:00 am)
dinner- 6:30 pm (ends at 7:30 pm)
camp activities- 9:30 am - 5:30 pm
one hour after camp activies is your chance to shower, relax, or do what ever before dinner
7:30 pm to 11:00 pm is your time. spend it wisely !!
ps** you don't have to spend the full time at eating hours, but you have to be outside by the big blue tent by 9:00 am.
this schedule will be open to change during the 30 days your here, but if so, everyone will be informed prior to the change.
alright the times aren't bad.. we get enough time to change and shower and whatever. I met this really sweet girl, Maya, who seems to innocent for the world. not usually who I choose to be friends with, but she's too kind to not be friends with.
anyways, have I already said how fucking excited I am for this camp? because I really am.
im walking down the hallway that I walked down earlier to go to my room, and I hear somebody walking behind me. but there's a bunch of people walking to their rooms right now also, right? right. stop overreacting. just keep walk-
"oh, sorry." some brunette dude who looks quite tall bumps into me.
"yea thanks." I'm not the type to say, "oh it's ok!" because is it? so just say thanks, and move on. I guess that was the person walking behind me. but I still have that feeling..
anyways, I exchanged numbers with Maya so I can text her. her room is 302, if I'm remembering correctly. I slide my key in the door know, hearing a click echo, quite loudly if I do say so, through the hallways.
"damn," I mumble under my breath.
I hear a faint chuckle reminisce behind me, causing me to almost get whiplash as how fucking quick I turned my head around.
"hey, woah, chill." this gorgeous blonde dude says next to me.
I recognize him a tad cause he had burst into the auditorium earlier pretty harshly, and just walked into a group of boys like nothing happened.
I raise my eyebrows in question, "can I help you?"
this dude has the audacity to fucking scoff, when he's the one literally randomly standin-
"this is my room, too." he says cutting me out of my thoughts. my raised eyebrows lower into a scrunch.
"I'm sorry, did you say your ro-" he interrupts me once again,
"sorry, our, room. I wasn't here to introduce myself earlier because I was trying to get my room switched when I saw you go in here earlier,"
oh... so that's that watching feeling I had. cool, wait, he was watching me earlier? ok stalker vibes, but also hot stalker, so what's the harm? focus hazel damn.
"and I'm assuming they didn't let you?" he nods his head in response.
I open the door and set my lanyard on the dresser by it, hearing him shut it behind me. I turn around and stick out my hand. are you fucking kidding me, haze? too late to take it back now.
"well hi. I'm Hazel King." I say with a slight smile.
he grabs my hand with his warm and strong one that's two times bigger than mine.
"Maverick. Maverick Boste" he responds, returning the smile.
boste. where do I know that name from... didn't somebody die with the last name boste?
"cool," I say, dropping my hand back to my side.
"so, whatcha wanna do zellie?" I look at him,
"zellie? really, zellie." i drawl out zellie when I said it the last time.
"I think it suits you perfectly," a smirk slightly tugs on the left corner of his full lips, "zellie."
my eyes roll and I respond with,
"well then Ricky," I earn a playful glare from him, making me to smirk gently back, "I think we should unpack, and then I'm taking my fatass to sleep."
I could've sworn I heard him mumble, fatass is right, but I'm pretty delulu so most likely not.
"sounds like a plan, pretty girl."
I contain the blush that dares to creep up my face. two nicknames in two minutes? damn, I really did get lucky. and to be honest, I don't mind having an opposite gender as my roommate. as they as they keep their pretty hands to themselves, or ill feed them their balls chop of their di-
sorry! got a little carried away there. but seriously, don't fucking touch me unless asked. insert sweet as sun smile.
I watch him grab his duffle bag from the closet, when did he put that there? sometimes, I swear, I'm actually the densest person on earth. anyways, I copy him, grabbing my suitcase,
"do you want the closet or the dresser?" I ask,
because there is a small ass closet and then a decent sized dresser, and there ain't no way I'm sharing a closet/dresser with him in this tiny fucking room they dare call a dorm. I'm not spoiled, trust me, I grew up thriving with tiny, but this room? pffttt, they're pushing their limits.
"you can have the closet. ill take the dresser"
I mumble a "k" to him, walking over to the closet, feeling his eyes roam over my body. I do kinda, maybe, sorta, possibly, most definitely, feel a little sum-sum, but also, please, god please don't let this man be a perv, he's too fine for that. let him be my manz instead!
omg hazel, stop. anywho, we both unpack our stuff, and I notice the time, 9:49 pm. what?? how can it already be so late? I got here at like 4, then went to introductions at 6, and I've spent the last three and a half hours unpacking? my dumbass really needs to learn to keep track of time. during the unpacking I may or may to have taken one, or two, or too many to count breaks, but hey, I finished is all that matters.
a deep voice pulls me out of my thoughts, "wanna watch a movie?"
^^^
this is basically the start of my book timeline, because after this I'll be posting every Wednesday, except extras will be random.
also did we notice how much our girl daydreams or drifts into thoughts? the little things people... also didn't mav say he only let his brother call him ricky? hmm..
anywho...I promise zellie isn't trying to be "not like the other girls", she just has a different mindset then a lot of people. finally our lovebirds have their "first" chat! do you think zellie is gonna watch the movie? I dont know... or do I? tehe.. how do we like them ?? lemme know ^^
bye lovelies 🤍🤍
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