Why You Shouldn't Lend A Bad Boy Your Clothes

Chapter 11

"Knock, knock!" Emily whisper-shouted from outside before sticking her head into our tent. Her eyes widened as she saw Hunter, who was currently getting dressed and hadn't put on a shirt yet.

"Sweetheart, you usually wait for a reply before you come in," he said, one eyebrow raised as he pulled a white v-neck shirt over his head, slowly so we could see his muscles straining in the process.

I shook my head and looked at my girlfriend instead.

A slight blush crept onto her cheeks as she tore her gaze away from Hunter's body. "Er...sorry," she stammered. "I didn't know you were still getting dressed... If I had, I wouldn't have entered yet."

"Sure you wouldn't," Hunter commented.

Emily's cheeks turned an even deeper shade of pink.

"Okay, can you stop flirting with my girlfriend?" I asked and could barely hold back a scowl.

"What, do you want me to flirt with you instead?" Hunter suddenly turned his head towards me and watched me like a predator would watch its prey.

"You know exactly that that's not what I meant."

"Are you sure?" I could sense that he was still staring at me, but I didn't dare to look at him.

"Do you guys want me to leave you alone for a moment?" Emily laughed, but her voice sounded strained.

"No," I firmly replied, just as Hunter said: "If you don't mind."

I sent him a glare that only made the smirk on his face grow even wider.

"Anyway," Emily slowly said. "Are you guys coming? The teachers all went to bed. We can go to the beach now."

"I don't know if this really is such a good idea..." I trailed, suddenly nervous.

I had never been at a party before, nor had I ever had a beer in my life. Doing both for the first time on a fieldtrip with teachers around seemed like an incredibly stupid thing to do.

But Hunter was already pushing me towards the exit of the tent. "You are coming with us. Even if I have to drag you there."

"You can't be serious," I muttered under my breath.

"Oh, I am, sugarpie. Move."

I glared up at him as he got up and dusted off his pants, but eventually followed his lead with Emily right behind me. Hunter walked towards the woods that were bordering the camping site, Emily and I right at his heels.

A few more students were making their way towards the forest too, but in the dark I couldn't make out who they were. The full moon, partly hidden behind some clouds, was the only source of light and tinted our surroundings silver. It was slightly warmer than last night on the cemetery, yet our breath formed clouds in the air.

Emily saw me nervously looking around and reached for my hand, squeezing it gently.

"Hey," she whispered, "It's okay. No need to get anxious. I'm here with you and if it gets too much we can leave, alright? Nothing bad will happen."

I nodded and smiled weakly at her. This is exactly the reason why it was sometimes pretty awesome to be dating my best friend. She knew me so damn well that she could recognize even the smallest sign of uneasiness on my part.

We were silent for the rest of the walk, until we eventually reached the beach. People were standing around with red plastic cups in their hands, others were sitting in the sand in groups. Laughter echoed over the dunes, mixing with the soft whispering of the waves.