It's Complicated

14. Camp YOLO - Day 1

A/N: Hey guys! The camp retreat was going to be a really long chapter so I cut it up into 2 parts. I'm pretty sure it'll still be super long, but the bigger the better, eh? Hahah I'm cool like that. Enjoyy! :)

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14. Camp YOLO - Day 1

I am seriously about to kill Mr. Johassen. It's not only the fact that I hate weird, mean old men, but it's also because he won't stop lecturing us in the 100 degree heat outside the AC buses. I don't understand how he wasn't getting the hint since almost everyone around me was giving him death glares.

"If I catch a girl in a guy's cabin, there will be some severe consequences," he repeated for the fiftieth time in his speech. The man had been blabbing for the past hour, and I was seriously about to melt!

"Shut up, fatface!" Mark yelled, causing a huge round of laughter. About time!

Mr. Johassen turned bright red and squinted at the kids around him. "Who said that!? Who said that!?"

Even the teachers didn't bother scolding Mark. I'm pretty sure they were wishing they could say the same thing.

"Um, Mr. Johassan?" Mrs. Jones piped up, turning a little pink.

"What?" he asked her with a challenging look.

"The bus drivers are saying that we have to leave now otherwise we are going to be even later than we are now."

"I'm talking about some important stuff," Mr. Johassan huffed, glaring at Mrs. Jones.

"I know, but I think the kids have understood the point you are trying to get across. Right kids?"

Everyone nodded vigorously, praying for Mr. Johassan to shut up.

"Who even suggested that he be a chaperone?" Riya whispered to me, looking disgusted.

"I don't know," I whispered back, "but if I find out who did, that person is going down." I made a thumbs down to give Riya the visual. She grinned and rolled her eyes.

"Fine, let's board the bus. I'll finish my speech on the bus." Everyone groaned, wanting to chuck Mr. Johassen off a cliff.

We got into a line and stared boarding the bus when Mr. Johassen's booming voice rang across the parking lot.

"STOP!"

Everyone froze.

"There isn't enough room in that bus. The people after Mariela must board the next bus. Get out of that line."

I sighed in relief. This man was so frightening it wasn't even funny. I was so close to sitting in the bus filled with all the players and weirdos. I glanced behind me while boarding the bus and was sad to see that Allen and Drew were in the other line.

"Hurry up," Mr. Johassen barked, staring at his watch. "We are going to be late because of you brats!"

Riya gave me a look of disbelief. "More like because of his retarded speeches," she muttered.

I nodded. "I hope he goes and gives his lecture in the next bus," I whispered, not wanting to attract Mr. Johassen's attention.

"Yeah, me too, but with our luck he's bound to come into our bus." As soon as the words left her mouth, Mr. Johassen climbed into our bus. Everyone groaned, and Riya gave me a resigned I-told-you look.

"Shut up, you brats. You all are lucky I'm in your bus." Kids scoffed and gave each other disbelieving looks.

"So where was I?" he asked, furrowing his eyebrows to remember where he had left off in his speech.