He leaves me wanting more

Camp is tomorrow. Chapter four.

I look at my phone screen for the hundredth time just to make sure it keeps saying "August 15th". Tomorrow I leave for youth camp. I'll spend 10 hours on a bus with fifty kids. Only to arrive at where I've wen told is the best place ever. I've had mixed feelings about camp, I've never been away from family for longer than a few days. However it's part of my youth. There will be 400 other kids sharing the same interests, loud off key singing, too many people crammed in one area, silly games and skits, and Jesus.

I'm not sure where I'm at with this God thing yet, I'm a new Christian. My faith was going great until I got carried away with a friend a few weeks ago. Causing myself to wake up next to the boy who took my virginity. Look who's not married and having sex, not once but twice. That kinda hurt my religion side. But a week or so after that, I got baptized and promised to stay pure and Christian like.

Anyways about back to camp. It's 8:45 pm which means, I will be getting on a bus to New York in less than eleven hours. I've been packed for weeks and I've done nothing but research about camp (yes my nerdy side does hide behind the new me aha). As I'm packing a few final things I get a text.

Liam: hey cutie. What's up?

Here I go again smiling like a loser.

Me: heyy, not much, excited for camp.

Instantly he responds, he such a fast texted I love it.

Liam: no no no, stay home! I can't go two weeks without talking to you! It will drive me crazyyyyyy.

Me: woah there boy, don't become one of those clingy girlfriends. The time will fly by, I'll be back before you know it.

We spent the rest of the night texting back and forth, then some Skype time and more texting. He guilt trips me into staying up all night, since I won't be able to talk to him at camp. Stupid no phones rule and I'll be in a different country in which my phone plan doesn't cover in America. He's done nothing but flirt with me and it's making me feel those butterflies again. I just picture him saying these things to me and I die. He tells me how he wants to kiss me and all this other stuff. I think to myself maybe he's not just being friendly, maybe this boy actually likes me. I mean we've been talking for months and he's perfect.

Finally I receive a good night text, at 5am so morning but still.

Liam: I really need some sleep I'm about to pass out lol. Have an amazing time at camp, I'm going to miss you. Talk soon baker.

He's going to miss me?!?!?!? What!! I find myself jumping around my room with excitement. Cool it sara.

Me: you succeeded in keeping me up all night, I have to start getting ready now. When I'm bitchy I'll be blaming you ;) sleep well, ttyl.

A few minutes go by and I hear my phone go off.

Liam: go ahead blame me, but I got to talk to you for like 12 straight hours :)

Gahhhhh. He likes talking to me!

Me: night lawkly.