Camp Closeted
Chapter 9: Mean Boys
I slowly turned around as I was surely caught off guard. "H-hi." I greeted anxiously.
"You're one of the new boys right?" Posh smiled brightly as his lip gloss shimmered at me.
"Y-yea I guess." I blinked my eyes at him a few times.
"You're supes cute, you should sit with us." He spoke again as I heard Benny loudly cough behind me.
"Go." Benny whispered sharply as Posh and the other two continued to look at me.
"Um, okay." I quickly got up with widened eyes, beginning to walk with them as I threw Benny and Logan a confused facial expression.
It was awkwardly quiet. I didn't expect that he'd just carelessly talk to me. "So how did you hear about the camp?" Posh tilted his sun glasses at me as we sat at a round table.
"Uh my mom did, not me."
Posh nodded as he gave me his full attention which made me uncomfortable. He was absolutely gorgeous. His skin was almost radiantly glossy and had hints of bronze. His makeup was smoky and subtle as everything seemed to be well thought out including his outfit.
"Actually same with me. My mom has been a long time investor in this camp so she told me just try it and now fast forward all these years I basically grew up here." Posh chuckled as he sipped out of his drink. "You're so fit by the way, are you an athlete or something?"
I shyly looked down as my cheeks ultimately began to burn as another voice interrupted my response.
Posh and hastily stared directly at me. "You know that boy Logan? Has he talked about me? Ask about
widened. "Milan stop being rude can't you tell I'm talking to him? Shut up." Milan quickly looked down in a saddened facial expression. "So anyways, what kind of companies do your parents own?" Posh
own any companies but my mom's a nurse and my dad left when I was little." I
vape pen. "Ew, you're
to process that people like this actually
being so rude and trashy." Posh rolled his eyes, following it with a finger just to
raw break up! I don't have time to welcome a poor peasant!" Milan
one who wanted to break up with that person so it was your fault. Stop antagonizing this middle-class just because you're an airhead." Posh scoffed, looking
mean to me!" He cried out. "I'm going to back to my suite." Milan proceeded to
Posh imitated slicing his wrists as it just made Milan cry harder. "Fucking pathetic." He whispered under his
only more for some sick, twisted reason. I genuinely couldn't control my reaction to the insane things coming out of his
is suicidal, don't say shit like that." Cadence's deep voice demanded attention. Smoke that smelled like strawberries aesthetically came out of his
"And I'm bulimic and you're a drug addict so what's your point?" Cadence raised his arms up as if he surrendered. "Cade, I have no pity for Milan right now. I know he only wants his boyfriend back because I started dating Dallas which is gaining attention and making headlines and
face. "Want a hit babe?" Cadence's voice was still unexpectedly
same as
friends. "I-I should go, I still have a
a wide smile. "Have fun at the camp and don't be
to my table, turning myself around as I felt
around I felt my whole body quickly freeze in
What. The. Fuck!