It was the summer before my last year in school before college and I was ready to be done with annoying teens. I'm kinda upset though, because I know longer get to go to Band Camp. This camp is meant to be a nerd orgy, but I never hookup with anyone for some reason and it's not fair. Everyone here is fucking ugly and i'm really pretty so it should not be this difficult, but I guess everyone is threatened by beauty. Nonetheless, I still plan to learn about more than my Clarinet.
I'm pretty pissed about the cabin I was assigned, it's so far away from everyone else. This actual the worse thing for my plan to get laid, I'm too close to the counselors to invite any guys over to my room. The only upside to this cabin is my lack of a roommate, so I guess at least I can continue my habit of talking to myself in the dark. It's terribly cold in here though, so I go to ask the counselors for another blanket or a space heater.
I walk into the counselor's cabin and I am immediately greeted with a half-naked young man with bleached blonde hair. He looked as if he had just gotten out of the shower, his hair was wet and lifeless. I usually find bleached hair to be disgusting, but now it's mildly appealing.
"Woah, this the men's cabin. What are you doing in here?" The man shouted in almost fake sounding British accent.
"Woah" I mocked "I'm aware that this is the men's cabin, I'm just looking for an extra blanket for my bed"
"Well, i'm sorry to inform you that there is no extra blanket for you in here." He said with a impudent tone
"Fuck you dude, I could do without the sass. I just wanted a blanket." I spat out as I moved closer
"Hey! Watch your language, didn't you go to training? We're not meant to swear even when the kids aren't around." He said and moves closer to me.
Should I tell him that I don't work here? No, I don't want to spoil the moment. My heart is beating so fast, maybe i'll finally get some. He is not my ideal hookup if i'm being honest. He's too short, his hair is bleached really badly, he honestly looks about 35, but beggars can't be choosers so I go in for a kiss. We go at it like animals, I guess he was just as thirsty as I am. We only get to third base before he stops.
"Why'd you stop?" I whined to him while pouting my lips.
"You really did not pay attention during the training session. Counselors can't have sex with each other, it can complicate things."
"You're fucking weird, you know that? We can do whatever we want, no one is watching." I retorted to him.
"You seem cool, in a 'i'm so edgy and counter-culture' sort of way. Maybe we can hookup after camp is over."
I head out of there because obviously this dude will not be the one I fuck. My cabin is still cold, but now it's time for me to go practice clarinet with the nerds.
To be continued
