Diabolical Lovers

Chapter Two

AN: Sorry This chapter is a really short one.

~Clause's POV~

Getting off the bus I was startled to see that God's Haven looked like any other camp. There was Five bigger buildings, and several cabins on the grounds, there were many trails leading into the forrest that surrounded the camp, there was also a big pond in the center.

"Name?" A big stout woman asked.

"Clause Summers, ma'am" I replied politely.

"Poliet one you are, good. Less trouble than the others," She said to her self, "Well, Sunny you are in cabin 5. Wait one moment please."The women walked off to talk with a few other people. After several minutes she returned with three boys trailing reluctantly behind her.

"Clause these here are your room mates. Matty Storm, Sameul Castle, and Thaddius Westgrove. Your other room mate Tatum Smith might already be in the cabin you five will be sharing. Not a first time camper that one." The women whose name I learned was Bathsheba Petalstien lead us to the cabin farthest way from the main buildings.

Although the cabin looked old and more than a little run down on the out side it was anything but on the inside. There was a bunk bed and three small twin beds. The decor of the room was all back and white. Three was two doors. One lead to a small bathroom and the other lead to a large walk-in closet.

On one of the twin beds a burnet was sleeping.

"Listen here. Tomarrow when you get up you all will resieve your scheduals, a map of the grounds, and the rules. It's best if you memerize them, dont wanns suffer the condequences." She said, "Also there are cameras all over the place God's Haven. Dont wont wanna get caught with your pants around your ankles." She left right after her unnerving speach.

I didnt pay much attention to the others as I quickly put away my things and claimed one of the twin beds. laying down I desided to text mom.

Me: Mom HE sent me away.

Mom: WHAT?!?

Mom: WHERE?

Me: He sent me to some reform camp called God's Haven.

Mom: Why the hell he do that?

Me: Aparently Im gay.

Mom: Honey, your the straightest guy I know.

Me: Thats what I said.

Mom: Why the hell does he think your gay?

Me: Aparently wanting to wait till marrage for sex, liking art galleries, and having a fashion sense makes a guy gay.

Mom: As if. It just makes you a gentalmen that has class. Perfect marrage material.

Me: They wouldnt listen. Thry all wanted to get rid of me.

Mom: They?

Me: Dad, sep-bitch, Bionca, James, all my friends.

Mom: WHAT?

Me: I think James and Bionca were fucking behnd my back.

Mom: ?

Me: James knows exactly how straight I am. And Bionca knows that although I want to wait to have sex I am very willing to do other things.

Mom: Every one was just needing an excuse to feed their guilty concence.

Me: Thats what I thought.

Me: Night.

Mom: Sleep Tight.

I shut of my phone and rolled over to my side falling in to a deep dreamless sleep.