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field trip pt.2

still day 1 of camp (i couldn't wait so i'm publishing again)

tw: small amount of blood 👁👄👁

jeremys pov
i was nuzzled into michaels side when we arrived at the camp.

"hey, 'miah... we're heere." michael laughed.

"ugh... i hate you." i grumbled.

"oh, you love me." michael mocked me.

i got up and stretched my arms above my head, realizing i still had michaels hoodie on. yea... i'm not giving it back.

i grabbed by backpack and started to head off the bus, michael following behind me. we got off the vehicle and walked to the crowd of students to see the teacher assigning cabins.

i stood next to michael and discreetly grabbed his hand and laced our fingers together. i saw him look at me and blush but i decided to ignore it. he doesn't like me back... (bitch)

he gave my hand a squeeze and i returned it.

"gay weirdos." i heard a familiar voice whisper behind me. why can't kurt and ram leave us alone?

i just ignored them.

"alright boys cabin number 3; jake dillinger, richard goranski, michael mell, and jeremy heere." the teacher announced.

"yes!" i heard michael exclaim and i giggle. we're dismissed by the teacher and we go to get out our luggage from the bus.

"hey gayths!" rich runs up to us.

"hey rich, hi jake, lucky we're in a cabin together, right?" i ask as i take out my rolling suitcase and put on my backpack.

"hell yea, i'm excited." jake exclaims. everyone gets their stuff and we head to the last cabin back. the furthest away from the main cabin... fuck. that's not gonna come in handy when i have to piss in the middle of the night.

the girls have their cabins closer and the they's get to sleep in the extended part of the main cabin.

i head in the cabin first. it was actually pretty nice, not fancy, but not dirty and gross so i guess that's good.

"i call top bunk!" rich yelled as he ran past me and climbed on top of one of the bunks closest to the door. i laugh and walk to a bunk against the wall, furthest from the door and closest to one of the windows.

michael follows me and asks, "wanna bunk together?" he smiles, oh my god, that smile can brighten anyone's day.

"sure, i'm gonna take the bottom bunk if you don't mind." i explain.

"ok, i'll take top." (my mind, omg)

i nod and take out my sheets from my suitcase and start to put them on my bunk and take out my pillow and blankets and set them up.

"hey weird question," jake starts, "but have kurt and ram been bothering you guys too?"

"oh my god, yes! they would not leave jeremy alone, but for some reason they only mess with him." michael explained, swaying his legs back and forth from his spot on the top bunk.

"they've been bothering me and jake too." rich comments. "they're just being dicks."

i shrug it off and climb on the top bunk and lean on michael, putting my legs over the railing. he wraps his arm around me and mindlessly runs my hoodie covered arm.