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Max's POV
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It was about 3:30 a.m. when Preston and David burst into my tent screaming. I screamed back, who wouldn't?
After realizing who invaded my tent, I sighed, "What the fuck do you morons want?" I asked groggily.
Preston stuttered out an answer, "Y-Y/n s-s-she was ki-ki-kidnapped b-by Flower Scouts." He confessed.
My eyes widened, and my face grew red with anger, "THEY DID WHAT?"
Y/n is the only fucking person at this camp that actually cares for me. She is the only one that cares for my well being, on this planet. Y/n is the best thing that's happened to me since I was born. My whole entire life was shit until Y/n came along. She makes me feel wanted, she makes me feel loved, and happy.
No one can take Y/n from me. Not Michael Mell, not Neil, not my parents, and sure as hell, not some prissy little Flower Scouts. Who the fuck kidnaps campers, anyway?
David tried to console me, saying stuff like, "Max, we are taking care of this," and "Calm down Max, it'll be fine."
I wanted to scream, "No David! It won't be fine! Wanna know why? Because the one good thing in the world is gone! Y/n is gone! She's been kidnaped!"
I took a deep breath, 'Y/n wouldn't want me to do that... She wouldn't want me to be like that.' I thought to myself.
I pointed to the docks, "Look, David." I spat, "You are going to take me, Preston, Neil, and Nikki, over the lake to the Flower Scouts, and we are going to get my girlfriend back." I yelled.
David stood upright, "You're right, Max. We need to handle this, I'll go over there and talk to Garden Mother... Oh, I'm gonna be so mean! I'm gonna say, 'I don't think kidnapping campers is a very nice thing to do!' I'm gonna say it straight to her face."
I sighed, "Yeah, sure... Whatever, David. I'm going to go and wake up Neil and Nikki. If they aren't already awake." I mumbled that last part to myself, as David headed to the docs to get the boat ready.
Now it was just me and Preston, "So why were you the first camper to know about this?" I questioned, squinting at Preston in disgust.
Preston cleared his throat, "Uhm well you see, I was writing my newest musical, names, 'Red Head Roads' behind the stage at my theatre." He explained.
I raised an eyebrow, "This early in the morning?"
"Geneious does not sleep!" He retorted, "Anyway, I heard singing on stage, so I went to see who it was..." His voice trailed off.
"And it was the Flower Scouts?" I asked, tilting my head.
Preston shook his head, "No. It was Y/n. " He sighed dreamily, "She was singing Candy Store- from Heathers the Musical. It was amazing, far beyond any of your talent. She was dancing and knew all the lyrics, she sang each note perfectly." He gushed.
My face grew red, "You do realize you're talking about my girlfriend, right?" I asked.
Preston nodded his head. I couldn't believe it, Y/n likes musicals? How come I never knew? Why didn't she tell me? Why didn't she tell me she could sing, the way Preston described.
"Yeah... anyway, I started to talk to her for a little while, when someone else interrupted from the audience. Sasha, the Flower Scout." He paused, in confusion, thinking about what had happened next between Sasha and Y/n. "Sasha started complimenting Y/n, she was saying weird stuff like 'Garden Mother would like you,' and 'You would make a great Flower Scout'." He explained further.
"When Y/n asked her why she was here this early, Sasha responded with, 'Tabii- with two i's likes to watch Neil in his sleep, and drags us along with her'. That's when Y/n started to become suspicious." Preston explained.
"Only then? Why wasn't she suspicious before?" I asked it would seem that Y/n doesn't have all of the common sense that I thought she did.
"Well, I mean- she was singing on stage at like, 3:00 in the morning..." Preston justified.
I shrugged, I guess he had a point there.
Preston went on, "That's when Sasha decided she wanted a new Flower Scout member..." He paused, for dramatic effect (because he's Preston), "She whipped out a frying pan, knocked both of us out, and took Y/n. When I woke up, she was gone, and I ran straight to David."
I grew angry, "You could have stopped Sasha! You could have saved Y/n! What is wrong with you, you good for nothing-"
Preston cut me off, by putting a finger to his lips, "Shh! We're at Neil's tent!" He whispered.
I snorted, 'Said the guy who bursts into my tent, screaming.' I thought.
Preston headed in before me, but Neil was already sitting upright, hair combed- packing his things with a stern look on his face, "Let's go." He commanded.
"How did you kno-"
I was once again, cut off- this time by Neil, "You aren't exactly subtle, Max." He retorted.
Again, I shrugged, it was true- I'm not the subtle-est person out there. We went to Nikki's tent, but she was already ready too, 'Was I that loud?' I thought to myself.... 'Yeah. I was that loud.' I decided.
By the time we got to the boat, David had already told Gwen what was going on.
The ride over to the Flower Scouts was surprisingly, chatty. We were all going over the plan to save Y/n.
I kind of felt jealous of my own girlfriend, 'If I got kidnaped, would everyone get together to save me? Or would Y/n have to force them to? Would Y/n even come? She would come to save me...right?' I thought.
My stomach was full of both anger, confusion and fear, by the time we had gotten to the Flower Scouts camp.
I took in a deep breath, and I guess that Neil noticed that I was nervous, he pats my shoulder sympathetically, and I gave him a sad, half-hearted smile.
"Let's go save Y/n, Max." Neil consoled.
Let's go save Y/n.
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