camp cherry | hs

three

HANA

Her suggestion jolts me for a moment; when I'd chosen dare, I obviously hadn't expected something like that.

"I'm not one to back out of a dare," I reply adamantly, pulling on some hoodie and shoes to protect me from the nighttime breeze. Noticing the lack of illumination outside, I grab a flashlight and venture out of the cabin with a mischievous hope.

What if he's there? I didn't think this through at all. I appear to be in luck, however, when I cautiously peer through the window, seeing only an empty bed and lights off. I prise the door open, cringing when it creaks, and tiptoe into the room.

It appears a lot bigger than ours, but that's probably because instead of four small bunk beds, a large double bed, covered in a soft white duvet, sits in the middle of the room, between two nightstands, which are both cluttered with random items. I strain my ears, trying to figure out if he's hiding in the bathroom.

When I hear nothing, I proceed, swiftly opening a cupboard and switching on the flashlight. Or at least, I try to, but it seems to have run out of battery.

I sigh quietly, not wanting to draw any attention to myself, and blindly grab something from the cupboard. It feels plastic, something like candy wrappers, and I take a few in my hand. I rush out of the room, trying desperately not to be caught, and tumble into my cabin, the rest of the girls still wide awake, awaiting my return.

"Did you?"

"Yeah," I nod, breathless from the short sprint back and adrenaline as I throw the items onto the bed. Our mouths immediately hang open in disgust.

"Ew, what the fu—"

"Girls, it's bedtime." A firm voice from outside the door disturbs Ella's words, her hand physically clamping her mouth shut.

We hold our breath, waiting for the person to vacate the porch before she speaks again.

"Hana! You got condoms!"

"My light broke, I thought they were sweets or something!" I whisper-shout back. Kimi continues to stare at the packets uncomfortably. "What do I do with them?"

"Just put them under your bed or something," Kimi suggests, a yawn escaping her involuntarily. Exhausted, she leaves Ella's bed and clambers up the ladder to her own, slipping into sleep soon after. Penny follows, light snores audible from the top bunks - the only other noises that disturb the silence are mine and Ella's hushed whispers.

"Why does he have condoms?" She mutters.

"Oh, I don't know. Maybe he wants to play water balloons. I think the answer is quite clear here," I remark sarcastically. Ella shoots me a hard glare. "The real question is: why does he have so many?"

When I grabbed a handful, I felt a lot there, and I had stolen at least seven.

"How much sex does he plan on having?"

"I don't know, but I feel bad for whoever the unlucky girl is gonna end up being," I answer with a chuckle, which she joins in on.

"Maybe it'll be me," she says in a monotone voice, face completely straight before we burst into giggles, struggling to breathe as we attempt to be quiet.

"It definitely won't be me, I can tell you that much."

"If he keeps up the look he has all day, I don't think that will be true."

"Really, how has he been looking at me all day, then?" She lowers her eyes and fashions her lips into an exaggerated pout, aggressively biting her lip before speaking in her best impression of Harry, ('give me your snickers.') And we're laughing again until tears are streaming down our faces and I start yawning, completely shattered from the early morning, hike and the confusing boy in the cabin nearby.