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Chapter 5

Back to Will's POV!!

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What those girls had done will not be forgotten. That was the cruelest thing anyone had ever done to me and I needed revenge.

How can a group of girls make and bunch of guys scream like three year olds like they did?? HOW??! Well thanks to them I didn't sleep the rest of the night, no one could, even though exhaustion courses through our veins.

Morning came like the end of a long a terrible war. We dragged ourselves out of bed and threw on our clothes, not caring what we'd picked out.

A bell rang calling us for breakfast in the open air dining area. The guys and I sat down at the same table as before, I guess cause we didn't have a choice behind it really. Soon we were joined by the geek girls.

"Wow. You guys look reeeally tired!" One of the girls said with her jaw virtually dropping to the table; "What happened?"

"Long night, short story." Chris yawned; "Them." I pointed to Brooke's table with slit eyes, then proceeded to fall head first into my cereal bowl.

After a short attempt to drown myself in dry cereal, I placed my head on the table next to my bowl.

"Dude I'm tired."

"We all are." Adam muttered drowsily. I pulled my head off the table, Brooke smiled at me and waved oh so fakely. I smiled at her sarcastically and vowed revenge.

After half an hour it was 8:30 And we were told by the teachers to get into swimwear and be ready by the wharf in ten minutes.

I quickly woke myself up with splashing myself with cold water and brushing my teeth, then doing my hair. "Do you want me to do your nails while you're at it?" Chris asked sarcastically as he waited for me in the doorframe.

Since each cabin doesn't have it's own bathroom, there is one building, like a public bathroom where we had to brush teeth and stuff like that.

I hurried to the wharf with Chris, Adam, James, Pete and Trevor where we were supposed to have been a few minutes ago.

Thankfully a teacher was still talking at the front of the crowd and our late arrival wasn't noticed. Around the shore of the lake were canoes and paddles.

We got to choose who we paddled with and Chris and I almost knocked each other out in our immature excitement of working together.

I got in the back of the canoe and Christian got in the front carefully; neither of us had ever been canoeing before so I hoped we'd get instructions. I picked up a paddle and so did Chris, the teacher at present told us the basics of canoeing and guiding as well as how to speed up or slow down the canoe. Easy as pie, right?

At first Chris and I were paddling in circles and getting nowhere fast, but as our understanding and uncanny bonding with the canoe formed, we began to understand it.

We picked up speed only to almost land our canoe and capsize, which would have been tragic, I'm sure. Instead, we took it slow, getting our bearings on the lake, I was in charge of the turning of the vessel and did a pretty damn bad job of it.

We paddled to Brooke and Abbie's canoe and I placed the end of my paddle in their boat, stopping next to them.

"How about a bit of friendly competition?" I asked her, "To the middle and back?"

Brooke smirked and lifted her paddle, she was the one steering as well.

"You took the words right out my mouth."