Chapter One:
(Years later)
I was now in high school, well senior year of high school. And I got a summer job as one of the councillors at Camp Crystal Lake, ugh... I haven't been there in so long. Okay, just the memories are gonna be getting to me. Okay Amilia, you can do this pull yourself together. It's just for the weekend. So this may or may not turn into a emotional weekend.
"Amilia, you ready to go," my friend, Gabriella asks me. She couldn't wait for this trip to happen, and now it was. Her car had all of her belongings she was bringing with her.
"As ready as I'll ever be," was my only response. She didn't know about what happened there many years ago, I didn't want anyone to make fun of me or anything. I already had enough problems with my past and my personality disorder. I supposedly have one, at least that's what my therapist has been telling me over the years. I even have the scars to prove it, though they are not on my wrists and arms they are still there, hidden in my mind and a lot of other places.
"Then let's go," Gabriella screamed grabbing my hand and dragging me out of the house.
"Um... Gabby, you didn't even give me the chance to grab my suitcase," I say.
"Don't worry, Amy I can get that for you," Gabby's boyfriend, Xane offered.
"Oh, okay. Thanks," I say.
It was hard to imagine that we were a thing at some point, then Gabby starts dating him then that kinda made things awkward between Xane and I for the longest time. But we got over it and became friends. So that's always a plus, to remain friends with the one's you dated. He was my first boyfriend and I hope he's my last, that sounds horrible I know but then again I feel like I don't need a man to complete my life. Xane puts my suitcase into the back before climbing in the front to sit next to Gabby. I opened the back door before climbing in and buckling up. Yeah, I won't make the mistake and not buckle in before driving again. I closed the back door as Gabby started up the engine.
"Ready babe," Xane asks.
"Yeah. But one more person we need to pick up," Gabby responds.
"Who," Xane asks.
"Dylan," She responds before backing out of the driveway.
This is not a good thing. Dylan is the most perverted guy in the group, especially towards me. I swear if he gets anywhere near me, I'm gonna beat the shit out of him.We pull into Dylan's driveway. Gabby honks the horn a couple times, and he comes out carrying a suitcase. He puts in the trunk of the car and closes it. He goes to the other back door opening it and crawling in sitting next to me. He moved into my personal space almost immediately after closing the door. I pushed him away from me, I didn't want him anywhere near me. He tried a lot of things to try and get me to like him, he even tried to seduce me at one point. God, please kill him now. A few hours pass and we make it to the camp, Camp Crystal Lake.
