thecosmosismyhome
She smiled, as she leaned against the locker, her signature black headphones on her head, her eyes closed and her head moving in beat to the music.
She looked beautiful, no doubt, but I couldn't waste my time on these small things.
I put on a blank expression as I walked past her, purposely bumping my shoulder against her. I smirked and out of the corner of my eye, I saw her roll her eyes. This was going to be a long 2 months.
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Summer and Zack have been forced to go to camp. Camp for people like them. People who can't 'behave' and 'act their age.' But what they don't know is that camp may not be what it seems. Like, at all.