Chapter 14

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"I really wish I brought another pair of sneakers." I confess as I fall onto Kara's bunk in her cabin. Brushing my hair out of my face with my hands, as I stare directly up at the ceiling. Dreading this entire camp experiment in which we will still have to reciprocate it another 3 times over the course of summer.

Kara snickers at my confession as if eventually she saw it coming. She stood just in front of her dresser in her jean shorts that came down to her fingertips, and a haze-red t-shirt. Her tan summer skin drawing my attention even more towards her which I hastily shove to the back of my mind. "What size?" She asked as she folded up a t-shirt and laid it into her duffel bag for the camping event.

I lifted up onto my elbows in order to get a better view at what she was doing. "6. Why?" I ask curiously. Kara didn't really respond as she made her way across the empty cabin and to where all of the shoes were. At this point I was able to assume what she was going to do, but it wasn't confirmed until she tossed a pair of black tennis shoes my way. I eyed the pair of sneakers, and then her, both in confusion. "I didn't ask-"

"They're a 6 and a half so you should have more room to move around in them." Her tone was very persistent. It was as if she didn't even want me to question the gesture as I was about to do, and I don't know. It's just something about her refusing to hear me question her actions in a sense of my constant second guessing things, it just made me feel warm. It made me smile, probably a ridiculously goofy smile but I couldn't help it.

Realizing that it's been a hot second since I said anything I quickly scrambled for an answer. "Uhm, thanks. Thank you." I managed to let out, realizing how incomprehensible it most likely sounded since my words were mumbled together in a low voice.

As we both realized my incomprehensible response we both fell into a fit of laughter. Kara teasingly mocked me as she said her welcomed response, this causing the fit of laughter between us to deepen and intensify until eventually we weren't even sure we were still laughing. All we knew is that neither one of us could fully grasp our breaths and for that, well I guess it was reason enough to keep our laughing going.

Looking at how ridiculous we both probably looked, hearing how weird our uncontrollable laughs were, and noticing the small actions each other made while we were in the moment of non stop laughing, it was all we needed to keep our laughing going. It truly didn't seem to have an end, and I thought to myself that even if it never ended. Even if we were not able to stop laughing, not able to catch our breaths, caught the worst case of hiccups ever before..well it would all be worth it. Spending an entire eternity just uncontrollably laughing would be a life well spent in my eyes, and I don't think I would ever want anything else. Because I'd be with her..hearing her joyous laugh, watching her eyes fill up with joyful tears. Being able to periodically feel her hands brush against me every time to rolls around to find a better position to carry on her laughter in. It's a crazy thought, believe me I know but likewise to this laughter, it's something I can't control.

Finally once we reach a spot where Keegan, Cora, Erin, and Aaron all agree upon, I drop all of the items in my hands in relief. It seems like we walked through the entire forest until they could all finally agree on where to settle, but to be honest this spot looks like every other spot we could've chose. I began to wonder if they were all set on torturing me, it's not like I haven't seen it before. For instance in It Takes Two, the Olsen twins completely drew that woman insane to where she left. It's more or less a classic Cabin Leader to Cabin Bunkers ratio in which they despise me as a mature authority power role. It makes sense.

As I began to set up the tents I hear my bunkers begin to laugh, especially Erin and Aaron. They're the only two teenagers in my Cabin and so they usually get the most out of me, meanwhile Cora and Keegan are digging through the ground looking for bugs. I cringe at the thought.

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