As the small rays of sun shining through the clouds rolled over the camp and night began to fall, the group all met for one last meeting in the cabin.
'Alright. We've got this. Remember, Samuel is the priority. Then we're out. Got it?'
Everyone geared up and walked out. They all stood around the empty parking lot. Eventually, they heard the unmistakable sound of footsteps as the Sam and his goons walked over the crunchy leaves scattered around camp. No one's face could be made out, as the closest light was 30 meters away inside the campground. Before anyone had a chance to speak, a baseball flew through the dark and smacked into Earl's face, sending him sprawling to the ground. With that, the two gangs ran at each other, fast. In a flurry of fists, bats, pipes, and sticks, an all-out brawl was taking place. The crunch of bones, the pop of teeth flying out, the grunts and huffs of the boys drowned out the sound of the wind flowing through the trees. That was until...
BANG.
A shot rang out, and everyone stopped.
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Wolf | Tyler, The Creator
Teen FictionBased on albums by Tyler, the Creator Following the death of his Grandmother, Wolf is sent to Camp Flog Gnaw. Bikes, Girls, Fights, Lakes, Parties, Cars, Drugs...everything a summer camp needs...
