Summer Camp ♡ Jacob Sartourius

Nine//Revenge

"And then they were all like 'ew why is there blood' and I ran even faster." I finished my story to the cabin of girls all gathered around me.

"This is ridiculous! Wait until I tell the media, this camp will be over!" India said, grabbing her phone. I swatted it out of her hand in the blink of an eye.

"What the-" she shrieked before I stopped her.

"We can't tell the media! We have no proof, they won't believe and small group of thirteen and fourteen year old girls with such a big claim. And the Camp Harrison lawyers can sue us for slander. It's way too risky." I said, sighing.

"Well I'm sorry but I don't feel safe. I'm calling my mom." Brooke said.

"I don't feel safe either." I confessed, "But don't call your mom! We can't go down without a fight! Come on! The only thing worse than staying here is not staying here and letting them win."

"Face is, Paige. It's not safe for us to be here. This camp is hard core. Your leg got sliced up within the first game. Imagine how risky it would be when people are actually, seriously out to get us?" Harley argued, and Brooke nodded her head.

"I agree with Paige. What's the worst that can happen? We can sue them if anything serious happens." Ashley said.

"You realize it's not that easy to sue without a big lawyer and win, right?" Harley said.

"Please, we have to get evidence and fight our way and prove to these Camp Harrison sexists that girls are just as powerful as boys." India said.

"I'm starting to agree." Brooke said, and Harley sighed.

"Fine." Harley said, letting out a deep breath.

"First let's make a plan." I said with a devious smirk creeping onto my face.

We pulled out a piece of loose leaf paper and wrote down in red pen our plan to take down the loser boys at Camp Harrison.

Steps to Take Down Boys
at Camp Lame-isson.

Step One- Gain "Love"
Step Two- Deceive Them
Step Three- Strike

"So, clarify these steps for me?" Ashley said.

"Maybe if you paid attention to this very important chat rather than eating donut holes you'd know. And just for that, you're our pawn in Step One."

"Step One is?" She asked.

"Gain Love. The plan is, make the boys fall in love with you. Make them want you, do anything for you to keep you. That includes protect you from their uncle, and fight each other for you." India said deviously.

"Why me?" Ashley whined.

"Because you were shoving your face with donut holes rather than coming up with ideas. Stop your moping. Now, after they start to catch feelings comes step two."

"Deceive them?" She questioned.

"Yes. Make them think we can't survive it here. They'll be easier on us. Why would you give the cashier twenty dollars when what you think you're buying is ten?" I asked.

"You wouldn't..." She answered.

"Exactly. They won't work their butts off to defeat us when they only need to barely do anything."

"But why will we let them beat us?"

"Step Three, my dear. We strike. We bring them into a false sense of security. Then, BAM! Out of no where, we suddenly show our strength and start beating them left at right when the games really matter, towards the end and the Harrison finals. Each game counts for triple their original worth. If we win every game maybe, just maybe, we can win." I said.

"Oh, I get it! At first, they'll think, oh we let them win, but in reality we are starting to get our game up. But how do we make sure we won't get rusty."

"By not stopping. We will train in secret. It will we secretive and nobody can know. It is vital."

"Okay, I'm nervous."

"Aren't we all?" India agreed.

"Let's blow this Popsicle stand." I cheered.

BTW IF YOU DIDNT READ THIS CHAPTER YOU REALLY NEED TO. ITS SHORT BUT ITS IMPORTANT. THANKS.