Natalie's POV-Samantha, well Sam, turned out to be such a sweetheart. She showed me all around, with a smile always sitting on her face.
"Is there anyone else around our age here?" I ask her.
"Oh, so many! Jayme, Tyler, Jaelynn, Ethan, Taylor, Brianna, and Cameron! They're the ones I usually chill with, do you wanna meet them?" She asks with a smile.
"Sure!" I smile in return.
"Follow me," Sam says, "Taylor's trailer is on Lane 1, I think she has Brianna over!"
"Sweet, okay!"
"You don't look like a trailer girl," Sam eyes at me.
It's true, I wear skinny jeans all the time, usually black to represent my soul, and I always wear nice tops from Garage, Pink, etc. I have my Starbucks obsession, and I always have my nails done. I have long, straight blonde hair and I do wear makeup, but not too much.
"I'm not, really, I've never actually been to one," I admit.
"Really? Well I'll make sure you have a good time, my friends are hilariou-ow!" Sam stumbles over a rock.
I bite my lip to stop myself from laughing.
"Are you okay?!" I ask, helping her up.
"Don't worry," she laughs, "It happens all the time."
"Aw it's okay! I trip a lot too!" I smile.
"Sam!!!" I hear a girl call when we reach Lane 1.
"Bri!!" Sam yells, and drags me over to the girl.
"Natalie, this is Brianna, Brianna, this is Natalie!" Sam introduces us excitedly.
"Hey! You can call me Bri," she smiles, and hugs me.
I hug her back, "And you can call me Nat if you want." I smile.
"Taylor's on the dock with the boys," Bri informs me and Sam.
"Let's go, I'm sure they'll fall for you right away!" Sam smirks.
"Oh please," I laugh, following them to the dock.
"Oh come on, you're gorgeous Nat, I'm sure at least one of them will fall for you!" Bri says, and then looks at Sam.
Sam looks back at her, it's like they're talking with their eyes.
"Well thank you Bri, but you're gorgeous too!" I say.
"Thank you!" She smiles.
"So, are any of the guys cute?"
"YES!!" Sam and Bri yell in unison, and then they glare at each other.
"Woah, is he like the ladies man here? Are we fighting over someone?" I laugh.
"Cameron's really cute, every girl here drools over him. He's kind of a fuckboy though," Sam frowns.
"How many of you has he dated?" I ask curiously.
"None, he refuses to, apparently he just doesn't want a relationship," Bri shrugs.
"Then how is he a fuckboy?" I laugh, confused.
"He isn't, we just say he is so we'll get over him." Sam states.
"Oh, understandable."
"Yeah, well there's the dock," Bri points, "The one in the blue shirt is Cameron."
"Oh my god, he is cute!!"
Six pack, toned muscles, a little shorter than me, and his smile? Wow. His teeth are pearly white and perfectly straight, except for his two 'fangs'. And I'm only seeing him from a distance, I can see why the girls drool.
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The Trailer Boy.
Teen FictionNatalie Jewels is dragged to her great-uncle's trailer for a weekend. She doesn't want to go at all, she hates trailer parks. But can one boy change that? Natalie is about to find out.