My Name is NOT Cupcake

I think of myself as a good girl. I always did what I was told. I always told the truth. I never cheated on my boyfriend. I was always a loyal friend. I deserved it. It was one night. What harm could it due? As new graduates, my brother and boyfriend thought that it would be a good idea to go camping with a huge group of seniors. My dad hated the idea. He hated the woods ever since my mother died. Of course, she did die in the woods, so his fears were somewhat reasonable. But I was a curious girl. And living my whole life told of it's horrors, I wanted to explore them for myself. My brother packed up the rest of the car as he came around to my side.

"Call me whenever you get there okay, Nova?" my dad said to me specifically. He knew Nolan wouldn't do it. I knew he was worried about us. It took half a year of begging to make this happen. It wasn't like we were totally 'roughing it'. One of our friend's dad was loaning us his mansion of a cabin to sleep in. My dad went over his worry checklist one last time before we were off. I sighed in relief.

into the house," my brother, Nolan laughed. Nolan and I were twins, but we were fraternal. I had copper red hair and hazel eyes while Nolan's was more of a sandy strawberry with hazel eyes.  We looked nothing alike. We jammed out to the radio the whole

I smiled when I saw my boyfriend, Mason. Mason and Nolan were actually good friends. I hopped out as soon as the car stopped. Mason smiled

He stood a good 6 foot 4 with black hair and warm brown eyes. His skin was always a deep tan shade, even darker than mine. He was built like a football player, swimmer, and soccer player rolled into one. He was popular when it mattered