Summer Camp (Conman/ Kleinphy fic)

Chapter Four: Hearts and Crafts

    "Jared, wake up." Evan nudged the sleeping boy. "Jared, you're going to be late for breakfast."

    "I don't care." Jared groaned, curling into a ball and covering himself in his blankets.

    "Jared, it's six, if we don't go soon we'll be late and then we won't get to eat till lunch." Evan sighed. Jared muttered something about the snacks under his bed.

    "Here, I'll get him up." Connor strode across the room to where Jared laid. He lifted up his foot and kicked Jared clean off the bed. Jared landed on the floor with another groan, but otherwise curled himself up more in his blanket and resumed sleep.

    "That didn't work..." Evan frowned.

    "For god's sake, Jared." Connor walked around the bed to the smaller boy. "Get the fuck up." He nudged him with his foot, Jared shied away from Connor, afraid of being kicked again.

    "Let's just go, I don't want to be late." Evan was shifting from foot to foot nervously.

    "Yeah, Jared can catch up later." Connor snickered, grabbing his bag. Jared sat up suddenly, frowning.

    "You cannot ditch THE Jared Kleinman." Jared stood up and began to get ready. "I'm the one that's supposed to ditch you guys, not the other way around." Connor rolled his eyes.

    "It's not ditching if the people were glad you left." He smiled, crossing his arms as he waited for Jared.

    "Fuck off." Jared pulled on his shirt and glanced in the mirror, ruffling his hair so it looked just right. He slipped on his glasses. "Let's go."

    "Aren't you gonna brush your teeth?" Evan asked in disgust.

    "Oh yeah, hold on." Jared snatched up his toothbrush and quickly brushed his teeth.

    "Oh my God, Kleinman." Connor huffed. "I can't believe you weren't gonna brush your teeth."

    "Jesus, why is everyone so judgy this morning?" Jared asked, throwing his toothbrush on the dresser and spitting into a garbage can.

    "Just move it along." Connor shifted impatiently.

    "Okay, okay, let's go."  Jared said. Evan held the door open for the other two as he rushed them out.

After walking for more than Jared would've liked considering he hadn't been awake for too long, they finally arrived at the cafeteria. They were serving what Jared thought was supposed to be an omelette.

Joy.

Jared grabbed a tray and went through the long line of hungry, tired teenagers who looked just as enthused to be here as he did. He got his soggy omelette and threw himself down onto a bench next to Alana and Zoe. Connor and Evan soon joined them.

"Good morning, Jared." Alana chimed cheerfully, cutting into her omelette with her knife.

"I beg to differ." Jared grumbled, not bothering with utensils and instead grabbing his food with his hands, earning a disgusted look from the group.

"Kleinman, you have a perfectly good fork right there." Connor raised an eyebrow at him.

"Fuck that, all food should be finger food." Jared shrugged, shoving a rather large chunk of the omelette into his mouth.

"Jared, there's probably a lot of germs-" Evan began before one of the councilors (Jared thought his name was Greg, maybe?), cleared his throat at the front of the room.

"Ev, keep talking and maybe he'll just never speak." Jared whispered.

"Alright everyone! It's the first day of camp so we're going to get everyone situated!" Greg paced back and forth, hell, his pacing was even making Jared a bit nervous. "So, we're gonna split you folks up into groups for the activities, but remember, these groups are permanent! You're going to have to compete with the other groups and at the end of the summer the winners will each get their very own backpack!"