Camp

«Chapter Seven»

Dedicated to my dad for inspiring me to write and teaching me to embrace my thoughts and ideas. Love you fah-da :*

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Chase and I jumped in the line for breakfast. I was brought face to face with some of my homemade favorites; bacon, eggs, french toast, and waffles.

I could tell Chase was staring at me from behind as I piled on the food on my single plate. I at least had about 5 pounds of deliciousness awaiting me.

"I wonder how you stay so skinny," Chase muttered.

"I lose quick pounds by laughing my ass off after I pull shit on people," I respond.

We walk to a center table and just as I was about to shove 5 pieces of my waffles in my mouth, the doors of the hall banged open, leaving the whole place silent.

James stormed in, wearing a scowl and drenched from his mop of hair to his water filled socks. He doesn't even pause when people put down their silverwear to stare at him. He disappears into the line for food, and soon returns with a plate of eggs and takes a seat across from me.

He takes a bite of his peppered eggs, swallows, and then mutters just loud enough that I can hear "I will destroy you,"

"I always get the last laugh, James. Just be aware," I whisper in response.

Having enough of his soaking wet presence, I ditch my sky scraper breakast and exit the dining hall. Chase soon runs up to by my side. We stay silent for a minute or two before he asks "So now, are we at war with this guy? Because I have an idea,"

"Yes, we're at war. This is only the beginning. What's your plan?" I ask.

"I'll tell you in the kayaks. But for now, I'll tell you that it involves warm water, a bowl, and soiled bed sheets," I chuckle at his lame attempt to be a creative joker, and we walk on to the lake.

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"Hey!! I only splashed you once!! That's not fair!!" Chase whined.

"I do what I want, you big baby!!" I shouted playfully.

Chase sat in a green kayak next to me, and he 'accidently splashed me with his paddle, so I splashed him harder, because he ruined my camera.

"Name calling is not allowed, Ashlynn," he said sternly.

"Do not call me Ashlynn. Ever. It's too girly," I stated.

"Fine," Chase said. "But you can't call me Asshole,"

"What? How do you...?" Oh, so Jeremy and Nate think they can be little double crossers? Nah, I'm not a toy to he played with. You are with me or against me. You seriously can't tell boys anything. They will blabber.

But then again, girls do that too. Advice: Fuck hands and feet, keep your secrets to yourself. Then *poof* goes your drama.

Chase started splashing me rapidly, soaking my clothes. My camera was already ruined, so what the hell? I reached forward, trying to see through the water soaking my face. My hands found the edge of Chase's kayak, and as quickly as I could, I pulled the boat as hard I could, tipping it and plunging Chase into the black water below.

I laughed. I laughed so loud that the sound carried across the water and the surrounding mountains and my laugh echoed across the ground. My laugh resembled a witch's cackle, and it startled even myself.

When my laughter reduced to giggles, I felt myself being rocked side to side.

Oh shit.

My red kayak tipped to the side, and plunged me under.

I came up to the surface not even 2 seconds later seeking revenge.

"Help!! Help I can't swim!!" I screeched.

"Bull, Ash. You were just swimming in this very lake a few weeks ago," Chase replied. He was treading water a few feet away.

I started to thrash my arms, making splashes and waves large enough to draw attention of people on shore.

"Chase!!" I screamed.

I pulled myself below, and held my breath until I found muscular arms around my waist.

"You little shit," Chase muttered as he pulled me to shore.

Our chests were against each other, and I was able to stand.

I leaned forward, slowly inching my face towards his. At the last possible second, I turned my lips towards his ears.

"Gotcha," I whispered as seductively as I could. I then spun on my heel, and dragged myself and my soaking clothes out of the lake.

Man, I love playing people.

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"How was archery?" I asked Nate and Jer. We sat in the Dining Hall eating a beef tip dinner with gravy and stew.

"Fun! They actually let us try and shoot an apple off of this guys head," Nate exclaimed.

"Dude," Jeremy said, nudging Nate in the arm. "He got shot in the eye by Patrick MacEvoy,"

"Oh...," Nate was suddenly intrigued about his beef tips and potatoes.

"Anyway," Jeremy continued. "How was kayaking?"

"I tipped his boat and he fell in the lake," I say trying to be nonchalant.

"And when I tipped her she pretended to drown," Chase added.

Jeremy and Nathan chuckled and lightly slapped my arms. "Nice," they said in unison.

"Hey Natalie, I seem to have lost my phone number, can I have yours?"

This certain sentence caught my attention. It was Tom, the guy I faked kiss last night. But he was talking to the real Natalie.

"Ooh, shit," I breathed.

"I'm sorry," Natalie began. She sat a few tables away from ours. She seemed genuinely confused. "Do I know you? Have we met?"

"That's not what you were saying last night when we made out by the lake," Tom wore a smirk on his face.

"What? I did no such thing!" Natalie exclaimed.

"Oh really then? Then how come you were saying that you wanted me so badly? And you said we should meet up again? Because I recall all of that quite clearly," Tom's smug voice rang out through the room, but the slap that came across his face next was louder.

"Okay, guys, let's go," I whispered to the guys. They nodded. Chase didn't hear me, so I yanked his hand for him to stand up and follow us to the kitchen to sneak out the back door.

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(A/N)

Hey loves!! Im so sorry i haven't been sticking to my schedule. But I'm on vacation and my dad usually inspires me to write a lot and my dad isn't with me so I've been neglecting wattpad. SUE ME

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