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Russian roulette. We don't know

oday, I never expected my number to be up.

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ll my evenings become live screenings of Magic Mike? Legitimate qu

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in, screaming and running around in circles. We had pulled the short straw – landing with the y

t my pr

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ays I'm no

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e this before but usually it's behind the safety of my bedroom window. And usually without his cocky mouth ruining the look. It's amaz

ookies!" a counselor from the cabin ne

w I smelt

ur neighbor's cabin, paying no attention

watched his expression turn to disgust. "Please! Can so

go away?" he asked, squ

d at him like he was del

beginning of hell. "You handle that," he referred to the absolute destruction going on inside our own cabi

he called back, and I could

d to neighbors? I am his neighbor. An

lt something," I mutt

ookie

nd the first aid kit for a kid who bruised her knee climbing her bunkbed. And then I spent thirty minutes comforting a

ake them to the mess hall for dinner. They billowed pas

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ty, and my hair was all over the place. I probably even have worry l

here

esh air and gazed at the luscious green trees around me. A blue lake spread out before me. The beauty of Camp Beaver Hills is its natural landscape. Banana Cabin was identical to ours. Except that the counselors there had 13-year-old girls to

never bee

k in a chair with a beer in his hand. His carefree

eceiving

n, staring through the window with my uncombed hair and wild eyes. I ducked into the bushes,

matter how uncomfortable it became. The little branches were rubbin

"H

, his arms casually crossed over the ledge. He didn

uation already?" I asked, pretending like this wa

o enthusiastically, and the movement made a branch hit the

ept at the cor

uch. My gift was a few scratches on my legs and one on my cheek. My elbow was a bit red too. Steam clouded the air as I turned the

AKE IT EASY ON MY HEART. EVEN T

you didn't. But I was going all out anyway, high pitched and off-tune, scrubbing m

ASE HAVE MERCY, ME

cat dyin

ped over it, struggling to contain myself in the shower. "Luke?!" Sometimes

the curtain – the outline of a tall boy with broad s

ce answered from the other

my bathroom?" "I'm a

Oh m

ill m

on in a while. First, I end up in the bushes un

granted him his mercy, "If

His shadow d

Luke!

ot ready for him to see me naked. We just spoke for the

ng out. I'm not

s getting impatient. The shampoo w

eed toot

? The boy walked in on me mi

alk about it after

ht be deaf

Now this might be the first time a girl ha

e a boy has wa

lence spo

t my first t

join me. He chuckled at my reaction and strolled out the door, t

s not!" I