Between the casual indirect flirting and Michael being the usual doofus he is, nothing much happened that Sunday, but on Monday we played a camp game. It was called Survivor. It was basically everyone was split up to their team counselors (Luke had made sure Michael and I were on his team) and then we all had got wounded in a plane crash. Some people were blind, others were mute, some had no legs, some only had one. The goal was to get to the doctor and have our wounds healed. After we did so, we had to go to the fire in Pine Grove.
There were only 5 people on each team not including the counselor. So it was me, Michael, Charlotte, a girl I recognized as Connie Thompson, and one guy who’s name I was sure was William.
I had no legs, Michael had no arms, Charlotte was mute, William was blind (we had to give him a blindfold) and Connie was deaf (she had these special headphone things).
Luke had to carry me on his back and Michael had to keep his arms behind his back. Charlotte just held onto William’s hand to keep him from walking off somewhere, although she had to let go of his hand a few times to wipe the sweat off and get a drink of water from her bag, and I had to shout things like “FORWARD… FORWARD… OH SIDESTEP TO THE LEFT THERE, WILLIAM YOU’RE GONNA RUN INTO A- oh.”
“MY NAME IS WILSON!” he shouted after regaining his balance after walking into a tree.
Luke was the only one without a wound or anything; I assumed it was because he’s the counselor. Or maybe he was the pilot. Or maybe we were all the pilots. Twenty-one pilots.
All of a sudden I heard Connie singing deafeningly loud… oh yeah. Haha, Connie’s deaf. Apparently if you’re deaf you just get to blast music into your ears.
We went to the Alpaca dorms first to look for the doctor with no luck.
“God damnit, Calum, you’re getting heavy,” Luke complained.
“No, you’re just getting lazy,” I retorted playfully.
“I’M SO ASHAMED ‘CAUSE WE’RE ALL THE SAME; KILLIN’ IN THE NAME. MONEY IS THE GAME NOW!” sang Connie.
I rolled my eyes and smirked at the wreckage that was our team.
“I can feel you smirking, Calum,” said Luke.
“Shut your whore mouth,” I mumbled.
Next thing I know Luke drops me and picks me up bridal style. I gasped quietly at the unexpected lift and wrapped my arms around Luke’s neck.
“You weren’t saying that last night,” Luke jokingly winked.
Wilson frowned, “Even when I’m fake-blind it makes my other senses more sensitive. Is picturing things in your mind a sense? Because that sense just intensified so hard right now,” he whined.
“Like my dick,” I whisper-shouted to Wilson.
Wilson just made and inhuman cry noise and deepened his frown.
We walked a bit farther with Charlotte randomly plucking blades of grass as we walked. When she did so, Wilson flipped out and stopped with her because he didn’t trust me not to walk him into a tree.
As we walked, I played with the short little prickles of hair on the nape of Luke’s neck. Sometimes he would shiver at the touch and I would feel the goosebumps too.
We ran into a counselor that I didn’t recognize. She was good at looking menacing although her short girlish figure told otherwise.
“What are you doing here?” she asked.
I shrugged; my face was still in Luke’s chest, “I just want something to eat,” I said, although it came out more as “mmmffhh” since my mouth was covered by Luke.
“He said we’re looking for a doctor, and something about boobs, but you probably don’t care much about the latter,” Luke confirmed.
The counselor stifled a laugh and said, “Um, well I suggest you just kind of leave… because I have no idea how to reply to this.”
“Cool,” Luke nodded quickly and walked off.
“What the shit even is my team,” Wilson murmured.
“So Calum, where do you think the doctor is?” Luke asked.
“Frick if I know,” I said, although it was still muffled by Luke’s shirt.
Luke turned back to the team, “Luke thinks the doctor is also in Pine Grove lessgo.”
Pine Grove wasn’t far from where we were at that moment, so it didn’t take that long to get there. Someone with a stethoscope and otherwise regular clothing was standing, ready for us.
I looked up at Luke, “You cheated, didn’t you, Squidward?” I smirked.
He shushed me and walked up to the doctor and said, “Fix thy birdies.”
The doctor nodded, “Yeah, but I’m going to need exactly 23 blades of grass before I can fix those birdies up,” she said.
Luke cursed under his breath, but Charlotte instantly skipped up to the doctor and handed her the blades of grass she had been picking up. I raised my eyebrows, confused. And she smiled at me.
The doctor took about a minute to count the blades and then said, “Wow. Okay. Good job, then. You guys win.”
Luke plopped me back on the ground and wheezed in relief, “THANK GOD!”
“You just need to work out more,” I teased.
“Says the guy who was carried the entire time.”
I stuck my tongue out at him before sitting down at a chair that was surrounding the fire in between Charlotte and Michael. Luke had to tend to the fire since he was a counselor and shit.
“How did you know to have the blades of grass?”
Charlotte dramatically looked up at me and stated quickly, “I know everything.”
I gave a surprised look before she said, “I’m kidding; I just played this game like every year. They always use one more than the number last year.”
I laughed, “I gotchu.”
(AN: I AM SO SORRY THIS IS JUST SO FILLER AND I HAVE BEEN DOING SO MANY OTHER THINGS BECAUSE SCHOOL AND WORK AND SHIZ qq)
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FanfictionCalum is gay. So his mom sends him to a Christian camp to "turn him straight." But honestly, quite the opposite happens after Calum meets his highly attractive and cuddly counselor, Luke. ***COVER BY FangirlOTP***
