Sex Wars

Chapter Three

This was it. Finally one more day until camp, and away from that disease, Blake.

Speaking of him, It had been a few days since the dinner, and when I told Mona about the mystery neighbor, she practically flipped out and called our friends ranting and raving to them. To me, it was pretty funny, seeing how Mona hadn't known him as long as I did, but still.

She'd said, "Well, on the bright side, he won't be at camp."

Now here I was, getting packed up for camp in the living room while Mona did some shopping for cameras. By the time I finally finished packing my large suitcase, and struggled with the zipper using some pretty colorful language, I managed to get a decent wardrobe for 2 months.

"Okay," I sighed in relief, "clothes, check. Next is--"

The door burst open, revealing a bright Blake Hemingway. Wait, why is he in here?!?

"Guess where I'm going for the summer?" he gleamed.

"Why are you in here?! you can't just burst through the front door like that! What if someone were naked?!" I practically shrieked.

"I don't get how a naked person would walk around the house. Unless..." Blake grinned mischievously.

"You're so disgusting. Get out," I pointed to the door. I started pushing him towards the front door. Of course, I couldn't drag him, so his feet moved along.

"Wait, you haven't heard my good news yet!"

"Well guess what?" I smiled sarcastically once he was outside," I don't care." Before I slam the door in his face, which by the way I seemed to make a habit of, he blabbed again.

"I'm pretty sure you'll care when I tell you that I'm going to this cool summer academy at Lake Tahoe. We won't see each other for two months, which is a dream come true..."

Wait a minute. Lake Tahoe? Camp? Months? Two? Summer? Oh. Hell. No.

I grabbed his shirt collar and dragged him back inside. He crossed his arms and smirked.

"Please don't tell me you're going to the same summer camp in Lake Tahoe as me."

He laughed and strolled over to my about-to-burst-open-suitcase. "Is that what this suitcase is for?"

He zipped it open before I had the chance to say otherwise, and all of its contents popped out like a jack in the box. He rummaged through it while I stood there like an idiot. Then he held up a few silver packets that looked almost exactly like...

"Are these condoms?" He laughed like a hyena.

I snatched them away from him as he doubled over cracking up. Once he composed himself slightly, he ruffled my blonde hair. "They're not condoms! They're emergency deodorant! Can't you read?!"

I shoved one in his face. Hell, I even ripped one open, and a...c-con--condom came out. That's what really got him laughing.

Shit! I must've bought CONDOMS instead of the deodorant! Why in the crap does the family planning have to be next to the emergency stuff?! Stupid CVS!

"I didn't even know that girls bought condoms! HAHA! YOU GOTTA SEE YOUR FACE!" Blake was on the floor now as my cheeks swelled up with anger and embarrassment like Tinker bell's.

"Get out. Get out, get out, GET OUT!!" I fumed as I swung the door open. In a way, I'm actually glad he rummaged through my stuff, otherwise I would've brought those to the camp. I still hated him for laughing.

He clutched his stomach and slammed the door behind him as he STILL howled over to his house.

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