Oliver's POV
"You can't do this mum!"
"Watch me! You got yourself into this mess and humiliated your dad and I. We just don't have time to deal with you while we are fixing this mess up! Now go pack!" Okay so yes it was totally my fault she was doing this but even so, I don't deserve it. I was being a normal seventeen year old boy trying to get attention from his parents; I shouldn't be punished for trying to get something that I deserve to have in the first place. So getting drunk and busting in on your parents charity party was not the way to gain the right attention but at least they noticed me for the first time since my birthday six months ago.
But now, having done what I did, mommy and daddy decided it would be best for me to go to a summer camp for three whole freaking months. And the worse thing is they didn't even pick a nice looking camp a few hours away; they chose a crappy looking camp in the next freaking town over. It has no phone reception and is surrounded by huge green trees and don't forget it is practically in the middle of nowhere even though it's only ten minutes from the town centre.
"Oliver! Snap out of it and go pack" I glared at mum but ran up the stairs and to my room. When I got there I found two empty suitcases sitting in the doorway. I dragged them into my room and started to pack.
After I finished with my clothes and toiletries I moved onto packing things that would keep me entertained until I could break out of the place. Of course seen as I already have a plan I would only really need about a week for them to kick me out meaning I only need my Ipod , laptop and a couple of magazines. Before they show you to your cabin, and I mean wooden log cabins surrounded by grass and trees, they make us all sit in the meeting/dining room and give us all a big lecture on the rules and safety procuration's and then tell us about the 'fun' activities that we will be doing and the friends that we will be making; it's all a bit sissy if you ask me. But as soon as I am out of that room I plan on breaking every rule on their god-damn list until they finally just throw me out; it's a good plan if you ask me.
"Where here" Dad announced as we pulled up in front of a huge log cabin that I assume was the meeting/dining room as well as the offices for the leaders of the camp. "I will help take your stuff in and then I have to sign you in but then you're on your own." I got out of the car and stood waiting for mum and dad to get out.
"Honey you just get them to call us if you need more clothes or something. We will come visit all the time; even though you did a horrible thing you are still my baby and I won't be able to sleep without seeing you all the time." I held back a laugh.
"I'm sure you will" I muttered under my breath.
"I heard that" A strange voice behind me said. I flung around to glare at the person but when my eyes saw who the voice belonged to I couldn't even form a glare considering my eyes were too busy looking the guy up and down. So yes I am openly bisexual but to be honest I was always more attracted to girls but I am very much considering going completely gay for this guy.
"Hi" I heard myself squeak out in a totally embarrassing way. It totally wasn't my fault that this guy looks this good.
"Hi" His voice sent shivers through my body. "Do you want help with your bags?" My eyes flicked to his arms to see that they were massed with muscle. My head immediately started nodding yes just so I could see his arms in action. He walked over to where my dad was standing about to grab my bags out of the back of the car. "Here let me get those." Dad went to protest but the guy reached in and grabbed both of the suitcases out like they weighed nothing at all. I had to stop myself from drooling at the sight of him.
"Are you sure you don't want me to take one?" Dad asked but the guy just shook his head and smiled.
"I'm Dale by the way" The guy, Dale, told my dad. "I'm the son of Bradly Hunter who owns this place." My dad nodded and looked around.
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Summer Camp ~BoyxMan~Werewolf~
WerewolfOliver Richards is an average 17 year old with parents that are more than wealthy. Oliver's parents are the typical rich bitches that say they want 'the best' for their children when in reality all they want is for them to behave enough that they do...