Campfires & Rainbows

Chapter 17

I had my last class of the day, sex ed. Honestly, this class is usually very fun, but everyone is kinda depressed at the moment. Even the teacher looks like she wants to cry.

"Devin." Tiny's voice called my name for the millionth time.

And for the millionth time, I proceeded to ignore her. She doesn't deserve my attention or respect. I hate her, I'm embarrassed to even know her.

Word got around that she was the one who ran away.

Brittany's big mouth probably told them, and she said that Tiny ran away because she was sad.

That explanation sounds really stupid. It sounds like just because she couldn't control her emotions. She ruined it for me and everyone. It's probably why so many people are shooting Tiny dirty looks.

In a way, I feel bad for her, no one has talked or acknowledged her today. The ones that do are only letting her know that they hate her.

My teacher sighed, "I'm sorry guys but learning this is kind of pointless, we're leaving soon and shouldn't be wasting time. Go enjoy yourselves. I want you to cherish your last moments at camp."

I got up. "Devin, please." I ignored Tiny.

"Devin."

Quinn came and protectedly put her arm around my shoulders.

"Dev-"

"Bitch, I swear to God, shut up!" Quinn snapped at Tiny giving her a harsh glare.

I pulled away from her, as much as I dislike Tiny, Quinn has no right to call Tiny a bitch.

"Babe, wh-"

"Apologize."

"What?"

"A-pol-o-gize."

Quinn smacked her lips, "She's been bothering you all class, I was trying to help."

"I don't care, I don't talk to people who use that word."

"Oh, my God, Devin, chill, she's the reason we're in this mess. And, I can cuss if I want to."

"Apologize."

"You know what? Fuck you, too, BITCH. I'm not apologizing to nobody. You can come talk to me when you stop being a butt hurt, BITCH."

"Fine, then, fuck you!" I yelled back, she was already walking away with her friends. Great, now, I'm going to have to apologize and "make it up to her." Even worse, now I'm alone with Tiny. I walked out and headed towards the cafeteria.

"Devin."

"WHAT DO YOU WANT?"

"Oh, um, well, uh, thank you."

I nodded, I really don't feel like talking to her. Either way, I'm still mad at her.

"Devin?" I didn't answer, hoping she would get the hint and leave.

"Devin, I was wondering -"

"Oh. MY. God. Honestly, can't you take a hint?! I don't want to talk to you! I don't want to be your friend, I hate you!"

"But you-you helped m-meee,"

"Yeah, whatever, it doesn't mean anything. Just take it and go."

"But, Devin, I want to fix us."

"There is no us, there will never be an us. You ruined this camp, not only for me but for everyone involved."

"What if I fix the camp?"

"YOU CAN'T FIX THE CAMP!" A lump formed at my throat and tears threatened to spill out. "They will destroy us. They will destroy this camp and ever glimpse of hope it ever had. You can't just fix it."

"What if we fought back?"

"Oh, and how are you going to do that?" I narrowed my eyes, my voice sounded so sarcastic you couldn't miss it.

Yes, I defended her, but that doesn't mean anything, and I don't want her to think it means anything. I still don't like her.

"What if we protested, what if we marched, we have to try something. We can't just sit here. I know I messed up so I want to make it better."

"Then, why are you telling me? What am supposed to do?"

"I just wanted to let you know...to know that I still care. Even if you hate me."

"Yeah, whatever." I turned on my heel and walked away. I feel like she's trying to play the victim to win me back. I hate that.

"Quinn!" I call, she turns around to face me.

"Look, I'm sorry, I shouldn't of acted like that. You were trying to help and I was being an ungrateful little," I paused God I hate this word "BITCH." I usually don't apologize like that, but if I want to win her over I have to apologize like that.

"Yeah, you were," she sighed, "But, despite how stupid you sometimes are, I still love you."

I sighed relieved she easily forgave me, usually it's harder.

"But you're still going to have to make it up to me, if you know what I mean," she winked.

I nodded, what she means is that I have to let her go to second base.

She kind of bullied me into our first kiss and saying I love you the first time. She kisses me even after I tell her I don't want to. And she grabs my butt even though I'm not comfortable with that.

She was hoping to go to fourth base by the end of camp. Since camp is going to finish soon she's tying to hurry things up. Even though I've told her I'm not ready.

She always tells me it's normal to feel anxious and that we'll take it slow.

I'm not worried about that, I want my first time to be special with someone that really I love, someone I've been with for a long time. Someone who respects me and I trust.

Whatever, it makes her happy when I let her do what she wants, I really like her I just want her to be happy. Her being happy makes me happy.