(COMPLETED) Together, Under The Stars

Chapter 13: Look At The Stars

Hello from Corona Life,

This takes place after the last chapter only in Zennzy's perspective. 

This chapter is for @tanyadutta09. I'm quoting what you put in my yearbook last year. "There's too much to say..." Yes, there's wayyy to much to say. Hanging out with youand the girls last year was so fun. All the jokes we made, ship names we created, (*COUGH COUGH* ARTIKA), and the memories. Although we spend most of our time arguing on Hangouts now about Sokeefe and Sophitz (heh), I really miss hanging out with you guys. 

Luv u all,
LivingWithMyLife

Now I'm panicking. Literally no one I know is doing Night Hike. Oh no. I thought Jamie was leading Night Hike, but noooo, she's leading Night Photography. *mental facepalm*

Amber and William start to tell us who's leading each clinic. A counselor for Group D, Taylor, is leading Night Hike. I stand up and follow her when Amber and William finish talking, glancing around desperately, hoping to see someone I know. My eyes scan the group. And then I freeze.

Oh no.

It's Charlie.

He's looking around too, trying to find someone he knows. I try to look away before he can see me, but his eyes lock with mine and he makes his way over to me. AUGH!

"Hey." I give him a small smile.

"Sooo. . . have you-"

"If you're going to ask me if I've decided, I will wrench off your head and toss it into the woods," I interrupt. "What part of THURSDAY MORNING do you not understand?"

"Technically, you were supposed to tell me tonight," he argues back.

"Yeah, well unless you want me to tell you Friday night, you'd better stop asking."

"Hmph. FINE."

"Anyways," I start, following Taylor as she leads us onto a trail in the woods. "There is no Mud Hiking this year."

"I know. Sad. It would've been cool to see Amelia drowned in mud."

Right. Amelia.

"I, er, um, heard you guys talking today," I admit, staring at the ground as we walk.

"YOU WHAT?"

"Look, I was going to go to the playground area, since I wanted to show Brie, Ezme, and Maria, but you guys were already there, and. . . well." I look up at his face. "Please don't be mad."

He tears his hands through his hair. "I'm not mad or anything, but like, you heard what I said? Like EVERYTHING?"

"Every single detail after the part where she asks you who you, um, asked to the, er, dance."

"Oh my gosh. Someone please kill me," Charlie mutters under his breath. "This is soooo humiliating."

I can't help but smile. "Are you blushing?"

"Who me? Blushing? Nope. Not blushing. What does that mean again?"

I roll my eyes. "Admit it. You are blushing."

"AM NOT!"

"Am too."

"AM NO-"

Taylor's started talking, but he doesn't seem to notice, so I slam my fingers over his mouth. "Shut up and listen to Taylor speak, will ya?"

He peels my hand away from his face and raises an eyebrow. "Sure. I'll listen."

I turn away before he can see that my face is burning red. Taylor is saying something about how we need to keep our flashlights off, since our eyes will naturally adjust to the dark. "If you guys have a problem, just call my name. Toward the end of the hike, there will be a clearing where we can sit and rest. Unless you are really lost or need help, don't turn on your flashlights. Got it? Good?"