Too Shy To Tell You

7. Don't Recall For

NEW CHAPTER! This is just a filler, but I hope you'll still enjoy it! :) xx

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7.
Don't Recall For

Today was our last full day at this camp.

I was actually going to miss it an awful lot, considering that I've done things that were unimaginable to me. I really couldn't fathom the thought that before this trip Mylo and I were dead set into killing each other, but now we're brought closer than ever in a friendship that I really wasn't expecting.

Alex has also been very clingy towards Kayla, that being said I'm pretty sure they both have something going for each other.

When we had a little chill out back at our cabin a few days ago, I managed to meet Alex's cousin, Jasmine.

She's a complete bad ass, it was funny to see him get smack talked by her. She's a brunette with cobalt blue eyes and has an olive skin tone. She seemed innocent at first, but once you contradicted her, it was best safe if you run.

"Ugh no! I have nothing to wear!" Kayla shrugged like a cliché tweenie.

"For?" I asked her.

"For the big party tonight..." She scurried digging through her clothes trying to find a cute ensemble.

Tonight? Tonight... Oh shoot!

Tonight's the fudging Camp Crown party and I don't even have anything to wear either.

Well, maybe I could just wear my black crewneck with joggers and converse, but my friends wouldn't approve of it.

I should ask them.

"Hey, but is it okay if I wear something comfy?" I popped another gummy bear in my mouth, flipping through my magazine.

"Comfy meaning what?" The girls questioned me with impatient looks.

"A crewneck and a pair of joggers."

"No!" They all yelled in unison.

"Why... What's wrong with wearing a comfy outfit?" I pouted.

"Everything about that is straight up wrong! Are you out of your mind? We're going to one of the biggest parties to ever exist for high schoolers, well in California atleast, and you choose to wear a baggy outfit? You cannot look like that if you want to impress.. Impress..." Kayla stopped her sentence mid way.

"Impress who, now? Are you guys setting me up for a date?" I asked, crossing my arms.

"We're not! We just want you to, you know, look hot for your future husband... Mister Rocklyn." She wriggled her brows at me.

Again? With this Mylo crap?

"Ugh! For the last time! Stop pairing me up with him!" I grumbled frustratedly.

"It's annoying as heck..." I put my head in my hands, closing my eyes.

"It's been what? Six days at this camp?
It's impossible that you didn't feel atleast one spark between the two of you. I mean, Myra is resurrecting from the dead..." Rhea added on.

I looked at them confusedly, the girls with big smirks on their faces.

"Myra?"

"Mylo and Zara."

"That's an ugly ship name." I cringed.

"No, but honestly. Do you like him or not?" Rhea asked me.

I flipped my hair back, exhaling.
All of these questions were one heck of a freak show to me. I seriously feel like I'm in an intervention.

I was hesitant to answer the question because I know that either one of them could lead itself towards many things, good and bad, there's no in between.