Welcome To Camp

Ana's P.O.V

“Can you believe we’re actually here?!” I squeal, looking at the campsite with pure love. One summer. Away from parents and family. Just hanging with friends, and having a blast. I'm so glad I'm here. I take in a deep breath and smile.

“Omg! I know right?!” Yetzi squeals, making me turn to grin at her. I snort for the second time at what she’s wearing.

Damn, that girl needs to learn how to dress herself. I mean doesn’t she get tired of wearing all the stuff her mom wants her to wear? Yeah because everyone is going to believe she wants to dress like that. Who wears a puffy white jacket in the middle of summer? That’s right, no one does. But who cares about how she dresses, the point is I love her. She is one of my bestest friends. Since 7th grade, and that was like two years ago.

Plus, I dress weird too. But I do it by choice, even though my mom hates how I dress. Calls me a clown and yada, yada. But hey who gives a shit. Why am I even thinking about that now. I won't let my moms insults bring me down, not this summer.

I let out a sigh as the other kids start arriving. “Come on Yetzi, maybe we should sit down.” I complain, as I sit down on the grass. “My feet are tired as pooh” I add stretching out my feet in front of me.

"I've been standing for suuuch a long time." I lay my palms on the ground as support. I close my eyes for a brief second while I lift my chin up to the sun, and smile wide.

"Not even Ana! Only like 5 minutes." Yetzi says, making me shift my focus to her.

I squint my eyes at her, "Okay, 10 minutes." I correct myself.

"Nope, still 5 minutes." She looks toward the entrance at the cars passing by to drop off their kids.

I look at my black combat boots and smile at how worn out they are. Have I ever mentioned how much I love combat boots. I've had these for a whole year. They're my first pair, I remember how happy I was when my mom said I could buy them. Now I need new ones. But wait, don't people say that worn out and old things have character? Does that mean my boots have character? They just got a thousand times cooler.

“Yetziiiii come on, sit with me. I'm lonely and I don't like being lonely. Plus the grass loves you, it wants your butt to kill it. It's sole purpose is to let people sit on it.”

“How do you know what the grass sole purpose is?”

“I'm a ninja.”

“Really now?” she raises an eyebrow questionably at me.

“Okay, okay, I'll tell you.” I look from side to side at my surroundings, look up at Yetzi and whisper, “Can you keep a secret?”

“Yeeeees.” she says.

I motion with my finger for her to get closer. She gets closer and leans her ear toward me.

“I'm Mr.Porter” I whisper, then laugh in her ear.

She pulls away, and hold her ear, “You bitch!” She laughs.

I beam up at her.

“Dude for real, sit down.”

“Nah, I’ll get dirty.” She replies, frowning down at me.

I look up at her, “Dude, you are so uncool. We came here,” I stretch my left arm and point to the trees and camp, “Too get dirty.” I grin smugly, wiggling my eyebrows “You know, to get down and dirty with the boys…or girls. I don’t judge.” I add.

“Ana, that’s gross!” She says making a disgusted face.

“Aww come on dude I was kidding.” I reply, rolling my eyes jokingly at her.

“Still,” she insists, “It’s gross as hell. You know I only love Harry Styles.”

I make a grossed out face at her, “Ewwwwww! Now that’s nasty!”

“Shut up! Harry is beautiful!”

“Beautiful my ass!”

“He's my husband.”

“And I’m Santa Clause”

“You are pretty fat,” she says.

“Fuck you!” I say laughing.

She smiles down at me, “Just kidding bitch.”

“Yeah, whatever.” I reply laying down on the grass. I look up at the sky, and let out a puff of breath. Is it wrong that I don’t even know where I am? I think it is. All I remember is getting picked up by Yetzi at like 5 in the morning, and sitting in a car trying not to fall asleep. I guess I didn't bother to look at my scenery. Huh, maybe I should do something about it. I wonder if Yetzi knows. She's a smart girl. She can solve my dilemma.

“Hey Yetzi?” I begin as I sit up and fix my sitting position so I’m now sitting crisscross-applesauce.

“Yeah?” she answers, turning to look at me.

“Do you even know where the fuck we are?” I ask looking up at her.

“No, not really. I mean I wasn’t paying attention to the road, I was listening to music.” She responds sitting down on her luggage. Her purple one to be more exact.

“Same here.” I say, picking the dirt of my nails. When did they get so dirty?

“Yeah I know,” she begins, “You were drooling all over my backseat.” She grins at me.

“Hey!” I whine, “I was NOT!”

“Sure.” She retorts rolling her eyes at me.

“Bitch,” I mutter under my breath, smiling. I reach into my green hoodie pocket and take out my Ipod. I untangle the earphones, shove them in my ears, and turn it on. “Ahh!” I yelp yanking the earphones off, “Too loud,” I mutter. I turn the volume down, and put the earphones back in my ears.

Soon The Bomb Dot Com V.2 by Sleeping With Sirens is blasting through my ears. I stand up, shove my Ipod in my pocket and point to Yetzi.

“Prepare to be amazed dear friend!” I yell. In other words prepare to be embarrassed! Muah-ha-ha. And then I start rocking out. I act as if I’m playing an air electric guitar, stick out my tongue, and shake my head back and forth, and side to side vigorously.

Then Yetzis giggles fill the empty air, causing me to smile.

Mike’s P.O.V

I tap my fingers on my leg to the beat of You Me At Six’s Bite My Tongue. Man, this song is super amazing. Best creation since like sliced cheese.

I feel someone tap my shoulder, and I turn to face Eric. I raise my head questionably.

“We’re almost here dude,” he announces grinning mischievously at me. I smile and shake my head at him.

You see, the thing is Eric has this “great plan”. His “great plan” apparently is one of his crazy ideas. He has those a lot. But I honestly think this is the stupidest yet. He plans on fucking girls this summer. A lot of girls, and by a lot I meant like the whole camp. But as if that’s going to happen. He’s not banging anyone this summer.

He'll remain a virgin for as long as he lives. He hasn't even dated anyone. Or tried to talk to an girl. He's way too shy, like me, to ever ask a girl for sex.

I mean not trying to be a buzz kill, but he’s only 15. We’re only 15. Sure, we’re at THAT stage. We want sex. We want it bad. But that doesn’t mean we’re getting it. Unless we manage to find some drunk or stoned of their asses girls. But we'll be surrounded by 15-16 year old girls here.

Oh shit. It can happen. We might actually lose our virginity. If they're drunk or high.

But wait, it's not like I want to lose it to some drunk chick. I want to lose it to Sammy. She's the only girl I care about. Even though she turned me down already. She's the only girl I love. Fuck I have to forget about her. This isn’t healthy.

Anyway, back to Erics plan. You have to know how it all started.

You wouldn’t even believe how he got this idea. Okay, so it was one day after school, we we're out eating, before his dad picked us up. We were at Taco Bell ordering, when this two hot blond chicks passed by. You should have seen his face. Practically drooling. Sure, they were hot, but nowhere near as attractive as Sammy.

Anyway he turned to face me and whispered “I have this amazing plan that involves us getting banged!”

To be honest when I heard him say that I instantly thought of Sammy. With her beautiful pale freckled face, and her short black hair. I was intrigued at first.

But then I heard his plan.

I basically choked on my Taco. Luckily I had ordered a coke, so I drank it until I was able to stop coughing.

That had been a week before school ended. Now today is the first day of summer vacation. And we're on our way to this camp in Wrightwood. Pretty cool, huh? A whole summer away from parents and responsibilities.

Also one away from Sammy. Turns out she didn't want to come her, like I had been hoping. That's the worst part. But maybe this is what I need. Maybe once and for all I’ll forget about her. She turned me down already when I asked her out. And that was like a year ago. Yet I didn't get over her. I'm not over her. I feel like I love her more than I did last year. God, I'm so pathetic.

“Mike check that girl out!” Eric exclaims pointing out my window, snapping me out of my thoughts. I look to where he's pointing, to where a girl is… dancing?

Well more like playing an air guitar.

“What the fuck is she doing?” I ask, taking an earphone out, and turning to face him.

“Isn’t it obvious?” he responds, raising his eyebrows questionably at me.

“Uh, no bro.” I retort, shifting my attention to the blue haired chick rocking out on the grass. She seems familiar.

“Trying to attract male attention, duh.” He hints staring at her intently.

“How do you know that?” I ask.

“It’s how girls work dude, learn your womenalogy.”

“Womenalogy?” I question, turning to look at him.

He grins smugly at me, “I DO have a little sister you know,” he insists. “I know how women work.”

“Little,” I mutter. I look out the window once again. How come I feel like I know her from somewhere? I’ve seen her before in school. But this girl has blond tips.

“I think I know her man,” Eric confesses reading my mind.

“Same here, from school. I’ve seen that hair before,” I add, hoping the chick raises her head so I can see her face. Or maybe the car stops moving.

And it happens. The car comes to a stop. And she raises her head.

“Ana?” we both cry out at the same time.

I turn to look at Eric, and find him looking at me.

Let me explain who this “Ana” chick is. She’s this weird girl, I mean she’s loud and never fails to catch my attention, along with a lot of other peoples. She dresses, well how can I put it. Not bad, but- well it’s like her own style I guess. Bright colors and shit. She’s like a bomb, a loud colorful bomb. We had P.E. Together. I had sometimes seen her with Sammy.

“Something’s off,” Eric begins.

“Huh?” I ask.

“I got it!” he exclaims, “That ginger girl isn’t with her.”

“What- Ohh!” I respond.

“Yeah,” he says, “She’s hot.”

I snap my head towards him and shoot him a ‘What?!’ look.

“The ginger?” I ask.

He grins at me, “No, Ana.”

Ana’s P.O.V

I come to a stop and raise my head, I turn to look at Yetzi.

“Did I impress you?” I ask putting my hands on her shoulder.

Yetzi smiles at me, “Dude you’re so weird.” She responds.

“Aww Yetzi,” I respond putting a hand to my heart. “I know you love me.”

“Yes I do Ana. I love you.” She admits.

“Now a kiss,” I purr, puckering up and leaning towards her.

“What?! NO!” she shrieks, turning away.

“Aww come on. All I wanted was a kiss.” I whine, crossing my arms across my chest.

“Then get that from him.” She says, tilting her head upward as if she wants me to look behind.

“Huh?” I question, raising my eyebrow.

She walks over to me, “Well Ana, I think your summer just got better.” She announces turning me around.

Or maybe worst.

And then I totally choke on the air.

Because getting out of a car less than 15 feet away from me is Mike.

“Ana!” Yetzi exclaims, patting my back, “Are you okay?” Mike suddenly turns around, now facing me. And so does his friend whatshisname.

Oh, god I need to hide now. I turn around quickly. Should I go hide behind a rock? After what seems like an eternity I finally stop coughing.

“My god, my life sucks!” I complain hiding my face with my hands.

“Ana he’s still looking!” Yetzi hisses, causing me to uncover my face.

“What?” I stammer.

That hiding behind a rock is sounding perfect right now. I can’t believe he’s freaking looking at me! Why? Why now? Maybe I should go slap him.

“Babe!!” Someone shouts.

And before I know it, I’m tackled in a hug.

“Babe!!” I exclaim turning around and facing my number one friend.

Kiauna.

“God, I missed you!” I say, wrapping my arms around her and returning the hug.

Then I see Danielle get out of a red car, I let go of Kiauna and run to her. “Danielle!!” I squeal, wrapping my arms around her.

“Hey,” Danielle replies.

I pull away from her, and take a look at what she’s wearing. A skirt, as usual. And a white hoodie.

“Nice skirt,” I say, gesturing to her white, multi-colored bird skirt.

“Haha very funny.” She retorts, glaring at me slightly.

I grin at her. Then we walk back to where Kiauna and Yetzi are.

“Man, you’re in love with that chick,” I joke, pointing to her Marilyn Monroe shirt.

“Dude, she’s beautiful.” She replies, smiling at me.

I smile back, “People’s this will be the best summer EVER!” They all smile in agreement.

A couple of silent second later, “So what now?” I ask, sitting down on the grass. I put my right earphone, and grin to myself as New Perspective by Panic! At The Disco plays.

“Don’t know, I’m bored.” Kiauna replies siting down on the ground beside me.

I turn to look at where Mike was a couple of moments ago, and I frown when I see he’s not there.

Where could he have gone?

“Guess who I see” Kiauna whispers as she elbows me on the side.

I turn to face her, “Who?” I ask, playing stupid.

“Your man,” She grins at me.

“Huh?”

“Oh, come on. You know who I'm talking about.” “Oh, him.” I mutter, smiling slightly.

“Uh-huh. He's right over there,” She points right across from me.

I follow her gaze and see she's pointing at the entrance, “That's cool,” I say, trying to sound neutral and hide my emotions.

“That's cool." Thats all you have to say?” “Wait, wh-”

“No, 'Ohmygod thats Mike!!'?”

“I do-”

“Or, 'Son of a bitch! Doesn’t Mike look super hawt today?'?” She says in a dreamy voice.

“DUDE!” I exclaim, “I don’t have to act fucking crazy just because I like him.” “Oh really?” She raises her eyebrow.

“Yes, really.” I explain, taking out my other earphone.

“You sure about that? Because from what I remember last time you saw him, which was yesterday, you like freaked out.” She objects, tearing of pieces of grass from the ground.

“I did not freak out.” I say rolling my eyes, and crossing my arms over my chest.

“Yes, you did.” She points an accusing finger at me.

“No I didn’t.”

“Dude, yes you did!” She semi-yells, grabbing my shoulders and shaking me. Not to softly If I may say.

“Fine. I admit it, I did it.” I announce.

“Thank you.” She lets go of me and goes back to killing grass. Well more like tearing pieces of grass.

I uncross my arms and draw circles with my finger on the grass, “But I've changed.”

“How so?” She asks.

“Well okay I haven’t changed...yet.”

“Yet?”

“I need to get over Mike.” I finish sadly.

“When do you plan on doing that?” She asks.

“This summer.” I reply.

“Well that's gonna be hard, considering you're gonna see him everyday.” “I know,” I groan, “Him being here ruined everything.” “This is the first time I hear those words come out of your mouth.” She says, slightly impressed.

“Yeah, well there's a first time for everything.” “True that gurl.”

I smile at her. Yep, I swear to Green Day I'll get over Mike this summer.

Lake Party

Mike's P.O.V.

“Soooooo??” Eric asks as he stretches out on his bunk bed.

“Sooo what?” I question, looking around our little cabin. It's for 4 people. But so far only Eric and I are here. I wonder who our other roommates are? I hope they're not dicks.

“Soo, have you seen any chick that you want yet?” Eric asks me.

“What?, I was supposed to be looking??” I question.

“Dude yes!” Eric exclaims.

“Well I wasn't.”

“Why didn't you?” Eric sits up on his bed, and shoots me a stare.

I don't answer.

“Ohhhh, I know why.” He says smugly.

That catches my attention, “Why?” I ask.

Eric laughs at me.

That pisses me off slightly.

“Dude, tell me what you think.”

“S-S-S-S”

“S what?” I question, already feeling a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach.

“S-S-S-S”

“S what?” I yell, tackling him off his bed and into the floor.

That causes Eric to laugh even more.

“Fuck you!” I exclaim.

“What? No! Just fuck Sammy.” Eric chokes out.

And that's when I punch him.

I don't know how it happens or why I even do it. Wait no, I know why I did it, because he brought up Sammy.

But still. I've never punched any of my friends before. And trust me when I say this isn’t the first time they mock me about my crush on Sammy. They've only done it like what? A couple hundred of times? Give or take.

“What the fuck Mike?!” he shouts, pushing me off him, and covering his bloody nose. “Am I bleeding???” he asks worried.

“No..no” I lie, “Eric I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to do that. I got carried away, I wasn't thinking, I'm sorry. Fuck, I'm so sorry Eric.”

Eric looks at his hand, “Fuuuck, I am bleeding. Ugh take me to the nurse man.” he says, standing up and causing more blood to flow.

I grab a towel, and hand it to him, “What will you tell them?” He grins at me, “Nosebleed”

I let out a sigh of relief. Now this is why he's my best friend.

He tilts his head backwards and I help him out of the cabin and walk him to the nurses.

*****

“So what happened again?” she asks, getting a damp towel and handing it to Eric.

I turn to look at him, hes laying on the sofa, the damp cloth on his nose. His bleeding has stopped flowing a lot.

“Nose bleed, ma'am.” I say.

“I see,”

“Yeah” I mutter.

Ana, pokes her head from the entrance, her bright blue hair, catching me by surprise. “Hi,” she says to the nurse, smiling.

She really does have a nice smile.

“What do yo need?” She asks.

She walks in, and from the corner of my eye, I see Eric sit up. “Hey there” he says, causing her to turn and see us. She looks at him, then at me. Her eyes seem to linger on me, but then she looks at Eric, and says shyly, “Hi”, a small smile on her lips. The black eyeliner around her eyes, making it hard not to stare at them. Her big brown eyes.

She turns to the nurse, leans in and whispers something. The nurse points to where we are sitting, and walks into a room.

She comes over and stands in the 'waiting area'. I look at Eric and see his nose has completely stopped bleeding. He's looking at her, she must feel his gaze burning holes on her because she turns to him and smiles. He smiles back. His eyes lighting up.

He doesn’t like her right? Does he? Wait, why do I care.

The nurse walks back in and hands her a bag. Then Ana stands up, and as she's walking away Eric shouts “Bye!”. She smiles cutely at him and waves.

As soon as I know she's out of earshot, I pounce on Eric.

“What was that? Do you like her?”

“Whaaaat.” he says nervously, “I don’t like her” I look at him, my eyebrows raised.

“I just said Hi!” he shouts. “Anyway...whats it to ya?” he asks, “It's not like you like her.” Eric stands up, and walks out of the nurses office.

“I don't like her” I murmur.

Ana's P.O.V.

“I cant believe you sent me to get you pads” I groan, as I lay in the bunk, hiding my face with the pillow.

“I needed some!” Kiauna replies, dumping the bag on her bunk. A colorful mess of pads.

I uncover my face and sit up, “Mike was there...”

“Only him?” she asks

“No...there was this other guy, and ohmygod he was really cute. Like super cute. Like the kind of cute that makes you want to kiss them and junk.” I gush to Kiauna.

“Omg. How did he look?”

“Dark brown hair, and pretty green eyes. A really nice smile.” I say smiling as I remember.

Kiauna walks over to my bunk, “Ooo, does someone like him?” she winks at me.

“Not even!” I scoff.

“Did you talk to him?” she asks.

“Yeah, he talked to me first actually. He said 'Hey there' when I walked in, I said hi back then we like smiled at each other and when I was leaving he screamed Bye” I look at Kiauna, and see she's smiling like crazy.

“Dude you're so getting over Mike this summer. This guy likes you.”

“I think I will get over him, but he does not like me” I argue.

“Whats his name? Have you seen him before?”

“Uh, I don’t know his name, and no I have not seen him before today. I don’t think he goes to the high school.”

“Oh, anyway. He said hi to you! And bye!” she screams

“Doesn't mean he likes me...” I say biting my lip.

“Well figure out if he does.” Kiauna stands up and goes over to her space.

“How?” I reach down to my suitcase and unzip it. I open my little top drawer and shove my underwear in it, and socks.

“Lets go out, Yetzi and Danielle are out there already by the lake, lets go for a swim, hopefully he's there. And if he's there, he'll probably go over to you if he likes you. Try to make some small talk.” She smirks in my direction. She unbuttons her jeans and takes them off, and puts on some shorts.

I think it over for a second, “Small problem, I don't know how to swim” I grab a towel from my suitcase and when I look up Kiauna is wearing a tank top and has a towel too. “But fuck it, lets go.” I announce, smiling at her.

“Hell yeah!” she high fives me, and drags me out of the room to the lake.

“I'm scared, what if he actually doesn't like me?” I ask, as we're walking down to the lake.

“Shhh relax Ana, we'll see if he likes you soon. Lets hope hes there. I bet he's 1000 times better than Mike. Mike is kind off a douche bag. Well he was one in middle school. Is he friends with Mike?” she asks.

“I don’t know...Remember I don’t even know his name.”

“Well who gives two shits, you'll figure out his name soon enough. A whole summer with him!” she squeals, holding my hand.

We reach the lake and I see Danielle and Yetzi inside splashing each other already. I sit down on a rock and Kiauna walks into the water and goes over to play with them.

Can I really get over Mike?

Mike P.O.V.

“You don't like her right?” I find myself asking again, as I'm laying in my bunk. One other guy has arrived and he has bleached hair, and wears a butt load of black clothes and has chains hanging from his pants. Seems like Ana's type of guy.

“I don’t know,” he replies, “But so what if I do, why do you care?” he asks.

“It's just that you know, she has that ginger girl all over her half the time, I bet she doesn’t even let her date guys.”

“I bet the ginger girl isn’t that bad, I mean if she's friends with her, she must not be as bad as we imagine.” Eric says.

“Yeah, I guess.”

The guy with the bleached hair walks out the cabin door, wearing black swimming shorts, and with a towel around his arm.

“Is he going swimming?” Eric asks, sitting up on his elbow.

“Well no duh.” I smirk.

“I'm guessing girls must be there,” Eric says winking in my direction.

I roll on my side, “And by that you mean Ana, right?”

Eric licks his lips and bites his lower lip, “I'd kill to see that chick in a bikini.”

I laugh, “Well keep dreaming, I had swimming with her during PE. And-”

“You had swimming with her?! You lucky ass wipe! God, I hate you.” he grunts, laying on his back. He runs his hands down his face, “You lucky dick” he moans.

“Chill dude, I didn't see her in a bikini, but I did see Sammy in one...anyway Ana didn't wear a bikini.” I swing my feet off the bed, and set them on the floor. I rest my hands on my knees and raise my chin slightly at Eric, “Lets go for a swim man.”

Eric gets off the bunk, and raises his arms stretching, “Okay” he says smiling at me.

We run out the door, and to the lake, pushing each other the whole way. Our laughs filling the air.

Eric then suddenly elbows me, and points to my right, “There she is!” I see Ana sitting on a rock alone, I look into the lake and see her friends swimming inside playing.

“Can she not swim?” Eric asks me.

“I dont know, I rarely even saw her at the pool” I lie, hoping I dont sound nervous.

"Should I go over and you know talk to her?"

"If you want, " I respond shrugging. I take my shoes off and my shirt, I lay them on the floor. I turn to look at Eric, "Do what you want, I'm gonna go swim", but hes too busy to respond because he's basically drooling after Ana.

I don't get it. I mean she's not that hot. Not as hot as Sammy. Now Sammy is a woman. Sure, Ana's a little cute, but she's fucking weird. And that ginger chick scares the living shit out of me.

I walk away from Eric, and leave him staring. I smile as I step into the water. I walk into the lake more, until it's waist deep, then I submerge myself in the water and swim. When I come out for air, my eyes sweep the landsacpe and I see Eric walking toward Ana. But she's unaware of it, because she appears to be staring straight at me. I smile at her, then go into the water once again.   

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