Boys are idiots

7

*at the camping place*

SPEAKERS: Tomorrow it is going to be very stormy. Watch out!

Okay. I went to my tent and text my mom, that I was fine and that I love it being here. That was a liar. I just want her to don't worry about me. I already took my shower at the morning so I decided to go to sleep more early. My phone vibrated. Shawn is calling me.

"Bay where are you?"

"I am in my tent. I just wanted to sleep but then you called me."

"Oh I am sorry. I was wondered if everything is okay."

"Yeah everything is okay. Why are you asking?"

"Dunno."

"Okay... can I sleep now?"

"Sure. Sweet dreams."

"Thank you, night."

So what was that? I am okay. I only don't like swimming. Is that a reason why I could be not okay? No one on this earth actually understands me. But stop thinking. Good night.

Shawn's P.O.V.

I was sitting with Nash in our tent.

"Dude, Bay is not okay." I said while playing with my head phones.

"What should be wrong with her?" he asked.

"I don't know..." I answered.

"She is just a strange person." Nash said.

"Don't say that. She doesn't like you bc you laughed at her and wrote those messages!" I answered more loudly.

"Calm down. You're right. It was my fault. But she is strange." he said confused.

I laid down.

"Do you like her?" Nash asked me while he laid down too.

"I am not interested in her if this is what you mean." I answered

With no words we began to sleep.