Chapter One*

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In the summertime when the weather is hot
You can stretch right up and touch the sky
When the weather's fine
You got women, you got women on your mind
Have a drink, have a drive
Go out and see what you can find

~In the Summertime, Mungo Cherry

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**Alexandria's POV**

I shoved things into my suitcase frowning, as the case wouldn't close. Sighing, I dumped the whole thing over, refolding the clothes. Lots of cute dresses and tank tops. Outfits that were against the dress code, but if that was all I had, they couldn't make me change.

I grinned remembering my bikini. I folded it and placed it in the suitcase. I added some cute bras and underwear. I wasn't planning to hand out with any guys, but there was no such thing as over packing. I giggles as I remember the secret item that I was packing. I moved to the back of my closet, grabbing a bottle of Jack Daniels that I stole from my grandmas basement.

"Don't you think you should have packed earlier," asked my mom, standing in the doorway. I hid the bottle behind my back, trying to look natural.

"What," I asked, grinning, "Plan ahead, that doesn't sound right."

My mom laughed at me, before moving down the hall to check on my sister. I sighed, hiding the bottle in my clothes. I looked through everything I had once again, I couldn't forget anything.

Once I was sure that I had packed enough, I picked the outfit that I would wear for the day. I looked through my closet looking for something cute, something that would draw attention. I pulled on a black crop top, and high waisted shorts. I pulled a thin shirt over top, knowing that my dad would disapprove of what I was wearing.

"Lana" I called down the hallway, pulling my suitcase that finally shut, down the hall. I knew that the bus would be here within the hour, and we couldn't miss it.

Right now everyone in town was waiting excited, ready to get on a hot bus. Everyone in the town between 8-18 was getting ready to leave for summer camp. It was something that was important in the town, and the other three small cities surrounding us.

"Hey," said Lana, skipping into the room. Lana was my little sister, she was nine. A grinned covered her face, and I could tell that she was excited for camp. This was going to be her first year going, all of her classmates had gone last year, but due to my moms poor surgery planning, Lana was recovering from getting her tonsils out as we swam and ate smores.

"Whats up," I asked, grabbing her in a side hug.

"I'm so excited," she told me, pulling me into the kitchen. I let her pull me, talking about her excitement in more detail.

She handed me a doughnut, and shoved her own in her mouth. I ate my own slower, letting her talk fill the silence.

"Are you excited," she asked me.

"Yeah," I said, but not for the same reason she was. On the first night every year there was a secret party. It started at one, and lasted until we were caught. The supervisors knew that it was happening, but they had done the same thing when they were at camp. All of the older kids snuck in alcohol and partied on the first night, and the last night, where hook ups were common. I had lost my virginity at the ending party when I had been fourteen. Usually you had to be 17 or 18 to go, but they let me come because I was sexy.

Soon my brother came into the room. I nodded at him in greeting, "Excited?" I asked him.

"Sure," he said casually, but I knew that he was excited. Seth was 15, only a year younger than me. He knew that he would meet a lot of girls, and that excited him. I winked at him, and he looked away. I laughed.

"I love you Seth," I told him, grinning.

"I hope we have cabins on opposite sides of camp," he mumbled, making me laugh harder.

"I hope that they switch the boy girl rules," I told him, "Then we can be buddies for two weeks."

"I'd kill myself," he joked.


Before I knew it, the bus had arrived and was waiting outside our house.

"Goodbye," called my dad as we walked out to the bus, "I love you."

"I love you too," I called back, waving at my parents, "See you in two weeks!"

The three of us hopped on the bus, and started our journey to out summer getaway.

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