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Camping Trip
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    Time 3h 39m
Complete, First published Mar 28, 2018
Aiden's summer of quiet isolation is sabotaged by Lucas and his circle of jocks; the exact people Aiden took a job in the woods to avoid. Pestered by stupid jokes and needy campers, his plans to be ready for a musical audition by the end of the summer slips further and further away from reality. There's one person to blame; one person who seems like he'd accept Aiden one moment and laugh at him for having a dream the next. Doubt, misgivings and heartache disrupt his life, but give him a summer he'll never forget.


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Bold and impatient, that was the two words Aiden was and always is. After spray painting on private building and also sneaking into private property, he was given a choice. Prison or Bootcamp. Mean, that is the one word all boot campers says. Cade has no family's or friends, meaning he would take out his frustration on them. Since he grew up with no family, Cade lived with his rich uncle. However it's bad enough that he's the man in charge here. Theirs few rules that is assigned by the man in charge, No romance or sneaking out after your curfew. Cade is especially strict with the no romance. --- "You only did 1 lap" I stepped in front of him. We were standing face to face too close "am not doing another 9 laps" his hand was on my chest, pushing me away. I grabbed his hands "Strike 3 means you're going to prison" my hands were squeezing his wrist "Do you want that?" I felt tension in the air as my hands clenched on his wrist. Our eyes met immediately then unexpectedly my eyes went to his lips. "Fine then give me it" and just like that he left. Why wouldn't my lips moved?