part 2

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Y/N's POV/ Next day

I was walking to the mess hall when I saw 3 boys " ah boy scot. WAIT BOY SCOTS!"I thought to my self. I creped behind them butterfly knife" what are you ass wipes doing " They then jumped in in shock. You walked away and rolled your eyes, putting your butterfly knife away and walked into the mess hall." Guys btw though boy scots are outside " you say sting next to Max " So Y/n what camp did your mom sign you up for" Neil asked, " Well she signed me up for singing and art but I'm more in musical and-" someone cut you off with a loud fangirl scream " you like musicals" the boy screamed " yeah preferably Heathers, mine and Max's school did it I was Veronica" he then sits next to me " so how would you feel being her again" he squeals " Sure but who will be my JD" you say looking at him uneasy " thas the best part you pick " this made you smile " well I guess Max he knows all of JD's lines, Max wanna be my JD again " you look at him with puppy dog eyes " Fine " he grumbles. With this David came in" GOOOOOOOD MORNING CAMPERS because it's Y/n's first day she will be picking today's activitys, so what will it be " he asked with too much excitement "role 4 practices for the play we're doing " you say with a small blush "well that sound great"

*TIME SKIP*

As we needed more members we decided me and Nikki would go to the wood scots and Max and Neil would go to the flower scout7s because of Tabii,

they are going to be the Heathers and the wood scots would be the jocks.

*LE TIME SKIP*

We got back with them and we see Ma and Neil with the girls. Preston gave them the scripted.So when it came to the dead girl walking, it got more than heated. As Max got to"That works for me! " no one was ready for the heated makeout session. everyone stop in there tracks Preston was amazed he didn't think he was going to this happen after that make section was now ever more surprising luckily David nor Gwen was there, but when you said" slap me, pull my hair touch me there, there and there. And more talking. LOVE THIS DEAD GIRL WALK!" That was the most intense session so far.

*STFU I CANT THINK OF ANYTHING EALS OK SO HERES A TIME SKIP*

It was the end of the play you all got off the stage you all agreed you would practise every other day and you and Dolf would work on costumes and the posters luckily Max told you to bring your old art tablet because the camp was a bit rough.I with you would need your laptop which you still would bring. As it was time for diner you, Dolf, Preston, Nikki, Neil and Max sat next together so you talk about custom and artwork. You were teaching Dolf how to use your art tablet this is when David saw this device " Y/n your not allowed these at the camp " David said with he toxic smile " well David we need these things fo the play we're using them to make the costumes and posters, and stuff " you say without looking at him, eyes glued to the screen watching what Dolf was doing. You look up to see Max look at you " Ain't you going to eat something " he says taking a sip of coffee"No but can you get me some coffee I'm going to pull an all-nighter "you say looking at him. He nods and goes to his then " she's not going to she usually falls asleep in my arms so I'm just going to let her do her thing she just like me but with more talent and more no fucks oh well " As he got back to the hall he gives her the coffee, this makes her smile. "OK CAMPERS lets go to the campfire. Y/n didn't move. You where listing to your music and drawing which your music changed to your smut list this made your breath hitched mainly because the song was or Nah. And max knew this song all way made you do this. But he was the first to leave. This made your art became the smut it usually. David was ready was worried about you " Y/n I'm always here for you " this made you take your headphones " your advice as good Daniel helping the camp " he then sighs. This makes you close your laptop you get up to your tent and put your stuff away and sat next to Max at the campfire.

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