Britney
What do you expect when you go to a delinquent camp? Muddy road? Dusty beds? Cheap furnitures? Unclean water? I thought so too but I was wrong. Little did I know, Camp Rocky Mallor was like a rich and clean camp.
When I entered the lounge, I admit, I was amazed. It was like you were in a hotel but it's smaller. The first thing that I noticed was the floor. The tiles were painted brown and it really looks like bricks.
The walls were covered with designs, there was like vines sticking to it. On top of the tables were large cups with candies and chocolates inside. The tables and chairs were organized perfectly.
I walked towards the small stand where a girl maybe in her twenties was checking some documents.
"Hey."
"Helloooooo" I tried again. what the fuck?
I snapped my fingers in front of her face "Excuse me?! But do you know that I have been getting your attention for awhile now old lady?"
She seemed to snap out of her imagination and stared at me. She cocked an eyebrow and looked me up and down. I cocked my eyebrow too and gave her the are-you-challenging-me-bitch look.
"Name?" she asked me finally
"Britney Gail" I replied coldly
She snorted "Why are you here?"
"Aren't YOU supposed to know that?" I told her controlling my anger
"Why the hell would I know? You came here, not me." she said
"That's it." I said as I went around and stalked towards her. I grabbed her by her shirts collar and lifted her up.
"Do you really not know why I'm here for or are you just being a stupid bitch acting all so innocent in front of me? Listen here bitch, don't you dare mock or challenge me because all hell will break loose. Got it?" I challegend her
She nodded vigorously and I let her go. I smirked as I went back to my place awhile ago.
"Now, let's start again. My name is Britney Gail and I was wondering where I will stay." I told her nicely this time hoping she'll get the message.
Her hands were shaking when she looked through her files. I glared at her while she handed me the paper. I took it then left the lounge.
I looked around the hall and saw teenagers fooling around. At the field, there were boys punching each other, girls removing clothes, a guy setting a tree on fire, two girls bitch fighting and couples making out. Whoa, this place is awesome.
I looked at the paper that I was holding and checked my room number.
Room 518
I looked around for my room and found it. I twisted the doorknob and it was unlocked..Wait, why is the door unlocked?
I looked up and saw a half naked guy standing in the middle of the room and is dripping wet. I looked at him up and down, checking him out. This one is a hottie. Dark blonde hair, blue eyes, reddish lips, muscular body, 8 pack abs, sexy and handsome. Whoa. My type.
I closed the door and locked it. I walked towards him and he was smirking. When I was near him, I traced my finger on his 8 pack abs and bit my lip.
"And who might you be?" I asked him in my seductive voice, trying to charm him. Wait, did I say that he was hot?
He smirked "Ash. Your roommate"
"Really? Wow. This camp allows a boy and a girl to share a room? Hmm, must be fun." I told him
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Ficção AdolescenteWhat's the first thing you think of when you hear the word badass? Scary and intimidating people? Rulebreakers? Ones you should stay away from? You're right. That's Britney Gail, yes, a girl. I guess you can call her a badass or a badgirl for gettin...