What Happens at Summer Camp (boyxboy)

Chapter 4

A/N

Sorry that it took so long, it's just that every time i felt like writing i would get intense writers block. And I know that this chapter's short I have troubles introducing characters and starting plots. So, yeah...

This chapter introduces so new people and I enjoyed writing it so tell me what you think and all that jazz.

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Max's POV

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"Oh wonderful sister of mine! I've been looking everywhere for you!"

"Shhhhhhhh! I'm concentrating." I flapped my hand at him so he wouldn't stand in my way.

"Ooooohhh!! Who are we staring intensely at today?" Zayde squished his face right up against mine, trying to figure out who I was looking at.

He gazed wide-eyed at a spot for a full 10 seconds before processing what he was looking at.

"Eeeeewwww!! Straight love!!" he squealed grabbing my hand and using it to cover his eyes "They're burning!! My poor virgin eyes are MELTING!!"

I removed my hand from his eyes and used it to smack the back of his head. He pouted at me while rubbing the spot I hit him.

"1. You're an idiot.  2.We both know your eyes lost their virgin status when we were thirteen.  3.You're messing up your hair and  4.That was nowhere near where i was looking."

Zayde had stopped pouting and was now frantically trying to rearrange his hair using the reflection in a grimy cabin window.

I shook my head. That boy and his hair. He dyed all of it black one day and left most of it that way but every few weeks he changes the colour of his bangs. Today they were a vivid purple, yesterday they were lime green. When he had the time to change it I will never know.

Zayde stepped back from the window and winked at his reflection before turning to me.

"So if you weren't looking at... you know" he gestured behind him in the general direction of the couple "Then where were you looking?"

I turned away to scan the log benches again.

"The human incinerator over there." I jutted my chin towards him "There's just something about him... I've almost got it..." I squinted in concentration as Zayde watched Mr. Garbage Disposal. "I know!! He-"

"He's gay."

"Damn it boy! You stole my thunder!" I slapped the back of his head again.

"Stop doing that! Or I'll tell everyone that you still wet the bed."

"I'm seventeen, why the hell would I still wet the bed?"

"Who cares!"

"But it's not true."

"Of course it's not true. But they don't know that ." I stuck my tongue out at Zayde and he just grinned. "So, my dear sister, there must be at least four or five other gay guys here, what's so special about this one?"

"He's the one who heard me."

Zayde gasped dramatically.

"Are you telling me that that is the bastard who invaded my poor, sweet twin's special place while she was unaware?!"

"You git!! You're making it sound like he raped me in my sleep!" I kicked him in the shin.

"Git?"

"I'm expanding my vocabulary. 'Idiot' was getting overused." I continued kicking. He didn't even flinch.

"Oh sister?" I grunted a reply "Why are you kicking that wooden post?"

"I'm pretending it's your face." Oh yeah! Nice save Max!

I'm an idiot.

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A/N (again)

Okay, yeah that was a WHOLE LOT shorter than it looked on paper. 

Yup, I still use good ol' pen and paper. Sue me.

I'm going to try this "chapter dedication" thingy now just so later I can say that I at least tried.

So its dedicated to this chickypoo here because she is the only person to ever leave a comment and she's one of my best friends, which, if you think about it, is quite pathetic. I'm relying on my friends to tell me my stuff doesn't suck and boost my confidence.

Oh joy.

Well it late and I'm hungry and I should go to sleep.

A thousand times goodnight cyberworld.