Max moved to Chestnut Bay over the summer, dreading having to go to a completely different school with unfamiliar faces. He had no idea that some of those students were the same kids he had been with at camp nearly two years ago...
...Or that one of them was the unforgettable Preston Goodplay.
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Hey! So, I've really wanted to write a MaxPres fic because there's not many that exist. Also, this ship has destroyed me.
Everything in here is fictional, and is not based off of anything whatsoever. Any relation to actual places and events are just pure coincidence.
ALSO! Some things may not be entirely clear, and I'm sorry for that. To clarify, Max is fifteen and Preston is sixteen. Max stopped going to camp when he was thirteen. Sorry for the inconvenience!
(Hints at Neison and [NerNik? Nikris? Nikki x Nerris])
Camp Camp belongs to Rooster Teeth and I claim no ownership of any artwork used.
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