Camp Closeted

Chapter 5: Just Slayed All of You

Walking behind everyone gave me see some time to observe the guys that all looked like living

breathing dolls.

I hope no one thinks I'm checking the other guys out like a thirsty troll. I just wanna see the people I'm

spending my next 3 months with and a lot of them just so happen to be insanely attractive.

"Okay guys, before I show all of you your cabins, I just wanted to take some time for us to get to know

each other." Loud sighs and groans were immediately let out as she quickly spoke again. "I know it

might be overwhelming but I'm noticing a lot of new faces in the crowd, so to feel a bit more

comfortable and get in the camping spirit, we might as well introduce ourselves right?" She smiled,

gesturing all of us to sit near some wooden benches.

I haven't counted the amount of guys here but I know there's a lot. Knowing they're all very attractive

and might judge the way I look and my way of introducing myself doesn't help either.

"Okay so we'll go around in a circle. You'll say your name, your favorite hobby, and then your spirit

animal!" Ms. Leigh threw all of us a wide smile as I sat by myself, losing Jesse and Trevor in the crowd.

"Most of you guys have done this before so it shouldn't be difficult. We'll start with Benny." She ended,

waiting for everyone to sit down.

Everyone finally got seated and looked at the kid who was named Benny. "Um, my full name is Benny

Bobby Brown, I like listening to the holy music trinity, and my spirit animal is a cockroach." He

shrugged, fixing his white weirdly shaped glasses as he made a lot of people laugh.

Ms. Leigh threw him a curious smile. "Last year was Beyoncé, who's the holy music trinity?" She asked Material © of NôvelDrama.Org.

politely.

Benny sighed. "Rihanna, Nicki Minaj and Beyoncé, duh." He casually shook his neck as if everyone

already knows.

"Oh." She slowly nodded her head, the next person beginning to talk.

"My name is Logan." The next guy introduced, his blue eyes and his silver colored hair capturing all of

my attention. "I'm in a band and just to make it cringier my spirit animal would probably be a wolf

because why not." He spoke casually, his voice was deep and sounded assertive.

The circle went on and on.

"I'm Trevor, I like to swim and my spirit animal is a dolphin."

And on.

"The name's Jesse Rezeti. I like cars and I don't have a spirit animal."

"Ashton Morrigan." A boy with jet black hair let out dryly as a strand loosely fell onto his snowy pale

face that was avoiding all eye contact. I was slightly surprised to hear his gorgeous English accent.

Ms. Leigh slightly raised her eyebrow at him. "Hobby and spirit animal?" She smiled.

Ashton quickly rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw. "Why the fuck does it matter?" He bluntly let out.

Everyone was undeniably shocked watching Ashton lash out but Ms. Leigh completely remained calm.

"Okay, that's okay." She turned away.

"I'm Sascha Evers." The person waved, his eyes politely glancing at everyone. Well at least I think it's a

he. Not to be mean or anything but this person was completely androgynous and was attractive in a

masculine and feminine way. "I like reading and my spirit animal is a fox." They spoke, tucking some

hair behind their ear.

Never seen anyone fall so close in both genders so perfectly.

The circle went quiet as someone's voice snapped me from reality. "It's your turn sweetie!" The

counselor politely let out. Oh fuck! It's my turn!

"Uh-um. My name is Micah." I awkwardly muttered, avoiding all possible eye contact with anybody in

the circle. "I like to read books, and m-my spirit animal is-" All of a sudden I was cut off by insanely loud

music coming from a distance.

What is this mess that I am hearing?

The speakers from the car was dramatically blasting some song and I wasn't having it, making me

narrow my eyes to see where the music was coming from.

All of a sudden everyone in the circle began to talk within themselves as I squinted at the shiny black

Bentley, being driven by what looked like a paid driver.

"I wish my parents were rich also."

"He's so fucking extra."

"Posh still hasn't followed me back on instagram!"

"Maybe because he has like 6.8 million followers and your an irrelevant rat."

Everyone all of a sudden became quiet as we waited for the person in the car to get out. Of course they

wanted to come fashionably late.

Who even is this person?

I got a better look of the insanely dressed person as they got out of the car. He was wearing everything

black beginning with a short top mixing well with his black leather pants that was all complimented by a

large black fur coat. He also had on expensive looking shades and carried a large black Louie Vuitton

duffel bag.

He waved his driver away as he began to walk towards us, his heels clicking closer and closer. "Hello

middle class-" He took a pause to look at Benny, "-low class locals." My mouth dropped as he spoke.

"All black ensemble today?" Ms. Leigh warmly spoke to the guy so luxuriously dressed.

The person slightly shifted their tinted sun glasses down, preparing to answer. "Well, I have to wear all

black because I just slayed all of you and it's your funerals." He grinned.

"Happy to have you again Posh!" Ms. Leigh spoke out as everyone continued to look at him.

"I would've came here earlier but my jet from Paris was late so I have major eye bags to attend to."

Posh ranted as he tilted his head, his fingers lightly patting underneath his eyes. "Are you guys doing

that ratchet greeting circle again from last year?" He asked, glancing down at his acrylic nails.

"Yup!" She replied politely. "Would you like to join us?"

"Ew no I'm fine, I would rather stare at a wall for 8 hours doing nothing." He threw all of us a subtly

disturbed look. "Dallas!" Posh quickly snapped his fingers up in the air. "Can you bring this bag filled

with essential oils into my suite, I supes don't wanna ruin my nails." Posh smiled as the boy who was

probably Dallas came up from the circle and grabbed his bags from him.

Dallas was incredibly attractive. He wore a tank top that showed off his tan muscular arms and his

hazel eyes were shining all over the place.

Dallas's light brown hair bounced. "Yea babe of course, how was your flight?" Dallas smirked at him as

they began to walk away. "I really missed you."

"That's cute and all but can you handle my bag with care?" Posh's voice was still loud even from afar.

"Sorry baby." Dallas apologized as my eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Oh and also I know we're dating but I kinda prefer the term 'Your Highness' better." Posh tilted his

head, Dallas visibly hurt by the comment as he just tried to ignore it and be more careful with Posh's

bag. "Kidding, I'm kidding. Wouldn't that be so cute though?" Posh let out a devilish smirk as Dallas

didn't respond.

I finally decided to break the awkward silence in the circle. "My spirit animal is a penguin." I awkwardly

let out.