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She walked with a confidence Calum had never seen before. A confidence everyone in Australia was too scared to carry because of everyone else's opinions. Her legs were short, yet long in their own special way and her torso was normal, her head not too big, arms not too large. She was actually very short, maybe standing a 5"4', almost a foot shorter than him. This girl fancied, to his guessing, Vans as she had an American flag Vans t-shirt and  a pair of black Bans on her feet.

Calum smirked to himself as she tightly held onto a black suitcase. He glanced his eyes over her sides and saw an older man walking beside her, carrying another black suitcase. The man was saying something to the girl, but by the looks of it, she was getting upset.

By now, they had made it to the booth to sign in and she was leaning over to sign her name down. Calum caught a glimpse of her butt, but Luke slapped his back.

"Mate, you're drooling," he snorted, following Calum's stare. "And I see why."

Ashton loosely hung his arms over the boys' shoulders, staring hardly around the camp with a grin. "I'm so happy to be here." He exclaimed.

"Shut up," Calum waved Ashton off. "Here she comes."

She hugged the man, a short non-meaningful one, and gripped both suitcases. Mrs. All American started walking again, trying to read her paper as she carried the bags. Calum stepped out of Ashton's grasp to run over and help her. She was balancing the bags on both of her shoulders when he lifted one up onto his muscle.

"Oh!" She said, taken aback by his gentleman ways.

"Need some help?" He winked.

"Yeah, I do," she nodded, her ombred hair shaking a bit out of its messy bun. Her small mouth parted into a smile and he wondered how she could wrap those pretty little lips- "Excuse me?" She snapped her fingers in front of his face to get him to pay attention.

"What?" He spat, but realized his rude ways and apologized quickly.

"It's okay," she warily nodded. "What's your name?"

"Calum," he grinned, his game back on. "And?"

"Oh, my rooms this way." She grabbed his shoulder and led him a small way with her hand before letting go to walk herself.

He furrowed his eyebrows when he realized she didn't say her name. "Do you have a single, double or quadruplet?" He asked, shrugging off her earlier actions.

"Single," she swayed her hips as she walking, making Calum, the hormonal teenage boy, droll over her. Pretty soon, they were at a small cabin made of cedar wood.

She hoisted the back farther up her arm and whipped open the door. Anonymous girl grinned at the room before her, throwing her bag on the bed and wandering around. "Please set my bag on the bed."

Calum did as said and walked over to the girl admiring her vanity area. "It's a really high-class camp, right?"

"Yeah, actual showers, toilets, golf carts. And vanities? I'm living the dream!"  She turned towards Calum and looked him up and down. "Are you Asian?"

Calum groaned internally, but smiled down at the innocent little girl she was. "I'm actually kiwi," he shrugged, sitting down on the trunk at the end of her bed.

"I'm Irish," she blurted. "But you look Asian. So I'm calling you Asian."

"Well, I'll call you Ginger," he laughed.

She seemed to cringe, but said, "Why?"

"Cause in the light, you're hair seems to turn red." Calum picked a piece of her fallen hair off her shoulder and twirled it around his finger. "So, babe, wanna go out with me?" He caught her off guard, part of his plan.

"What?" She stood up, ripping her hair away. "No, we just met!"

Calum stood up and caressed her shoulder. "But I'm hot, you're hot, and two hot people should be together."

"What?!" She threw his arm away. "You disgusting asshole! Never would I ever date a disgusting pig like yourself!"

"But-"

"No, Asian boy, see you at lunch!" She pushed him out the door and slammed it shut.

"Bye, ginger," he yelled through the door.

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Calum trudged back to his room, a frown etched on his face. He slowly opened the door to the messy quadruplet quarters to see Luke and Ashton wrestling. He glanced over at the bunk under his to see that weird, awkward kid reading a comic book and looking... Awkward.

"How'd it go? Did you get in her pants?" Luke eagerly stood up and gripped Calum's shoulders.

"No, fuck off," he pushed him aside and climbed up onto his bunk.

"Were you a dick, like usual?" Ashton looked up at me, changing his shirt.

"Maybe," I mumbled, crossing my arms and pouting like a baby.

"Can I have her?" Luke said.

Calum smirked. "Only if you try and get into her pants," he said.

Michael, the awkward one, cringed down below. "Whatever, I don't even have to be told." Luke smirked.

Calum had the perfect plan to win the perfect girl.

A/N

Hi, I was planning on making this note nice, but I don't give a damn. So I'm anonymous, and I'm bored and I hope you like this. Get excited, shits going down.

I literally just sneezed fifty times writing this....

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