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Ch. 1- Arrival

Whitlock-Hale Summer Camp

Izzy Charlie Swan

Cabin: #5 Green

Cabin Head: Carlisle Cullen

This is what my ticket to Dartmouth read.

My mother and I had spent much of our time researching ways for me to actually win acceptance to the prestigious school that was my dream as of the first day of 9th grade. I was going to go to Dartmouth if I had to sell my soul to the devil…

Or apparently spend my summer away at a camp in Seattle. That is what my mother, Renee, found on the internet when researching ways to get me an acceptance letter.

It didn't' seem so bad the way she described it to me. In fact it sounded just like that time I was 9 and she sent me to that camp Lake-Something-or-Other. Canoeing, hiking, horseback riding- Sounded like a standard summer camp to me.

The fact that they describe it as any other camp is what makes it so hard to believe that over 90% of the attendees of the camp get accepted into Dartmouth. The other 10% get accepted to any other Ivy League school that they apply to.

If this camp gives me any higher chance to get that coveted acceptance letter than it was worth a shot, even if it was $2,000 just to attend. And I had to spend the entire summer at this camp, though I had planned to take a road trip to Florida with my best friend Angela. Luckily, my best friend was the best friend anyone could have and was actually excited for my chance to further my dream, and not devastatingly disappointed that I canceled our trip after a year of saving and preparations.

I was pulled out of my thoughts when the cab I had taken from the airport stopped outside of a huge wrought-iron gate on a road, surrounded by woods.

"Here you go kid. This is the address you gave me." The driver said as I stepped out of the backseat with my lonely red backpack. He went around to his trunk and pulled out my medium sized suitcase.

I pulled some money out of the front pocket of the hoodie I was wearing and paid him. He stepped back into his cab and I grabbed my bag and rolled it along beside me as I stepped up to the gate.

This was a problem. This gate was shut tight and I had no clue how to open it. I looked up above and saw the sign that arched across the gate. I was definitely in the right place according to it because in big, black, wrought-iron letters, "Whitlock-Hale," was spelled across the top.

I wrapped my small fingers around two of the bars and shoved as hard as I could. Nothing. I pulled. Nothing. I even tried sliding it side to side. Nothing. I put my face between the bars and looked down the road on the other side until it turned around a corner and was swallowed up by the woods that seemed to surround the entire camp.

I pulled the red baseball cap I was wearing under the grey hood of my favorite hoodie down a little further over my eyes as the sun came out from behind a cloud. It was almost warm and I realized that I could've gotten away with a pair of shorts instead of my old torn jeans, in this weather. I looked around me for some sort of intercom, camera, or keypad as a way into this gate, or some sign that someone might see me out here. Again, nothing.

I decided that if I wait long enough someone must come by and see me, so I dragged my bag over to the far right hand side of the gate and sat down on top of it.

I could barely believe my luck when a big yellow school bus came barreling down the road and turned into the drive in front of the gate. I stood up quickly when the driver opened the door and asked, "What are ya' doin' here kid?"

"Umm, my name is Izzy, and um…"

"Speak up kid, I can't hear ya' over these boys!" He shouted over the noise coming from the passengers on his bus. "Shut yer mouths back there!" He yelled and suddenly it was completely quiet except the noise coming from the bus's loud engine. My face tinted red as I noticed that all the passengers on the side of the bus closest to me were staring out of their windows at me, then redder still as I noticed that the bus driver was waiting for me to reply.

"Um, I said that my name is Izzy and I'm supposed to be going to this camp… and… I didn't know how to… um, open the gate." I said embarrassedly. My voice got rougher when I was embarrassed.

"Hmm, well climb on and just ride in with us." He hopped down out of the bus and grabbed my bag. I headed through the door with my head down and started my trek down the isle to find an empty seat. Once the driver got back on the bus, the gate opened and he started to drive. I still hadn't found an empty seat yet so when the bus jerked forward I stumbled and fell onto a boy in one of the seats almost at the back of the bus. I started to mumble an apology but he shoved me back up hard and I flew across the isle onto another boy.

Everyone started screaming louder it seemed and I tried really hard to pull myself out of the lap of the boy I had fallen on because he was huge. His arms were made up entirely of bulging muscle and I could feel his hard chest under his shirt. He didn't seem very mad, as he smiled down at me with huge dimples in his cheeks and his short curly brown hair. I looked up at his face slightly, trying to keep my cap down so he wouldn't see me blushing.

"Hey, little dude, what happened to you? This is the Senior's bus. Shouldn't you be on the freshman bus?" He asked as he grabbed my arm, trying to help me back up into the isle.

I twisted around and tried to scramble up but I couldn't catch my balance. I looked down but said, "I'm so sorry. Um, nope, I'm a senior. I just didn't come from any school or anything. Arizona. I came from the airport…" I stopped suddenly mortified. His hands, probably in an effort to help me get balanced in the isle, landed on my chest. On my chest. I finally looked up at his eyes, my own as wide as his had turned.

"Holy shit!" He said as I stared at his bright blue eyes.

"Dude, quit molesting me!" I screamed as the driver turned around a corner and I fell back into the seat one back and across the isle, into another boys lap. At least I'm at the back now. I looked up at him and I lost my breath when I saw his sparkling, bright green eyes. He was fair skinned, and he had an unusual hair color. It was a brown with red tint to it. Almost like copper.

"I'm sorry, is this seat taken?" I said, quickly straightening this time into the empty spot on the outside of his seat.

"No, dude, your fine. I'm Edward Masen." He said and stuck his hand out for me to shake. I pulled my feet up onto the seat and gave him my hand as I wrapped my other around my knees.

"I'm Izzy. Izzy Swan." I said distractedly as I nursed my sore chest. Dimple Boy had a firm grip. Speaking of Dimple Boy:

"Dude, Edward! Edward!"

"What Emmett?" Edward said beside me.

"That dude beside you has… boobs!" Emmett said his eyes still wide. No one around him looked up from their loud conversations, except the blond headed boy sitting behind Emmett, across from me. He looked tall and slim with a medium build. I definitely noticed the slight muscles showing along his tanned arms. He took one look at Emmett and started laughing along with Edward beside me. I didn't get the joke. Duh I have boobs. I'm a girl. What is their problem?

"Yeah, did you get a nice feel there? Jeez. Could you have squeezed them any harder?" I said angrily to him, while I rubbed my chest.

Suddenly Edward and the Blond Boy stopped laughing. Emmett started up at the expressions of confusion on their faces.

"Hahaha! See boys? I told you!" He guffawed.

"What the hell?" Blond Boy said staring wide eyed at me.

"You do? Man, that's the weirdest thing I've heard in forever." Edward said behind me. I turned to see his face and looked at him, confused.

"How is that weird? Why are you three laughing at me? Doesn't every girl in the world have boobs?" I questioned him, getting annoyed at their laughter.

"Yeah, but I've never heard of a boy with any." He said and he started laughing again.

"Uh, neither have I? What the fuck are you talking about? QUIT laughing at me!" I asked, looking around at the three of them. They stopped laughing again.

"Um, what? You are a dude. What are you talking about?" Blond Boy asked in a thick southern accent, sounding confused.

I looked at him in disbelief, and then turned my gaze on Emmett and then Edward. They all looked confused and I finally realized why. They thought I was a boy. I thought about my appearance and realized what they saw. I quickly pulled my hood back and took off my baseball cap, letting my wavy brown hair fall down. I shook it out and turned back to Emmett and put out my hand for him to shake.

"Isabella Swan, Izzy for short. I am most definitely a girl." He didn't shake my hand but just stared at me again with wide eyes. That is getting old fast. I turned with my arm out for Edward to shake. When he didn't lift his hand I reached into his lap and grabbed his hand and shook it roughly a few times before I dropped it.

"You guys act like you have never in your life seen a girl." I said shaking my head. I pushed my hair back up into my cap and put my hood back up.

"Umm, what are you doing here?" Blond Southern Boy asked me. Before I could answer a cheer went up from all of the other passengers on the bus. We had finally stopped. The back door next to me opened up and the bus driver started pulling out the bags piled up on the very last four seats. I grabbed my bag off the top when he turned to throw down another bag and hopped out the back of the bus. Edward, Emmett, and Blond Southern Boy followed me.

I looked around and saw that we had stopped in a circle drive in the middle of a clearing. There was a large building at one side of the circle that had Big Hall painted above the doors. Next to it, at the head of the circle, was a very large extravagant cabin, better described as a mansion.

I turned around realizing I had no idea where to go and ran smack into the three boys from the bus. I thought they had run off already.

"Erm, could one of you tell me where I'm supposed to go. My paper says Cabin #5 Green. Where are the cabins?" I said, looking around again.

"They're right up that path. See everyone going that way?" Blond Southern Boy pointed out where all the campers were going up the path beside the mansion.

"Oh, thanks." I said.

I grabbed my bags and headed that way. I noticed that the boys stayed behind me, watching me, as we all headed up to the cabins. Once we were past the mansion there was another clearing with 10 cabins surrounding it and one a bit off the path set directly behind the mansion. There was a small sign next to the path to the cabin set off from the rest. It read: Cabin # 5- Green.

I reached the cabin and climbed the front porch steps with my bags. I opened the door and walked in to find four full sized beds, two on each side of the room, and two doors at the back of the cabin. I took the bed closest to the door and put my bag on top of the clean blue and white bedding. I turned around and noticed that the three boys had followed me all the way to my cabin.

"Are you guys following me?" I asked. I looked at their faces and saw a look of amusement and surprise on each.

"Um, no. This is our cabin." Emmett said as he swung his bag up onto the bed diagonal from mine. I was confused again. Coed cabins?

Edward took the bed beside mine and Blond Southern Boy- I really need to ask his name- took the one across from mine. I sat down on the made bed and leaned on the wall at the head. I looked at all three of the boys sitting on their separate beds, each staring at me.

"Alright, can someone tell me what the fuck is up?" I asked.

"We were wondering if you could tell us. There has never been a girl at this camp. Ever." Edward said. He smirked at me with one corner of his mouth raised a bit higher than the other. I felt my heart stutter so I turned away from him and looked at Blond Southern Boy.

"Alright, well, we'll get back to that, but first- What is your name? I've been referring to you in my head as Blond Southern Boy and its just getting a bit too long even in my head."

"I'm Jasper, ma'am. Jasper Whitlock."

"Ugh, I'm not your grandmother. Please don't call me ma'am. Hey, you said Whitlock, as in Whitlock-Hale?"

"Yep, my family owns this camp."

"Nice to know." I turned back to Edward, "And you, quit smirking at me. It's making me forget to breath. Seriously, if you could just make an ugly face I might not get so distracted by you. It would really help my train of thought." I didn't wait for a response from him because Emmett started to laugh.

"And Emmett is it? You should definitely apologize for molesting me. My chest is really sore." I rubbed my chest again trying to get it to stop hurting. He stopped laughing.

I took the silence to start thinking about what Edward said. Hmm, that's really interesting.

"So you said that no girl ever came here before? As in…"

"All Boy Camp" The three said in unison.

"Great, Renee. Just awesome." I thought angrily. My mother mentioned that it was hard to get me into this camp. She might have mentioned she got me enrolled at an ALL BOYS camp. "Fucking awesome."

"What?" Edward asked, though his voice sounded a bit different. I looked over at him and cracked up laughing. He had his fingers in each corner of his mouth and scrunched up his face and one of his fingers was pushing his nose up into a snout.

"What are you doing?" I laughed loudly. Emmett and Jasper joined in with me. They had been snickering. Edward let his face go.

"I was making a face like you asked." He laughed again. "Ok, so what happened? Why are you here, at an all boy camp?" He asked.

I took a moment to calm my laughter before I responded, "My mother. She, well, I wanted to get accepted into Dartmouth by the end of the summer and she found this camp. She told me that she enrolled me and that it would definitely get me in."

"Well that's true. This camp is mostly for kids who go to private or boarding schools in Washington who don't go back home during the summer. Some kids do come from other states to get a better chance of getting accepted to an Ivy League school. It's the name that does it. If you are associated with the Whitlock-Hale name it puts you high up on the society list…" Jasper said.

"Yeah, well. My mom always gets what she wants. We have money, but our name isn't important. My dad died and he had a huge life insurance policy and some money he inherited from my grandfather. Anyway, my mom probably saw that it was an all boy camp and didn't care. Tell me, is there an enrollment fee? Do you have to pay to go here?" I asked, piecing together what my mother's plan was.

"Uh, yeah. Five hundred dollars. Why?" Emmett asked. I laughed.

"Well, then my mom paid two thousand for them to overlook the fact that I have no penis." I laughed again. I was about to ask what was wrong with them, because they weren't laughing, but I turned around and saw a man come out of one of the doors at the back of the cabin. Edward hopped off of his bed and walked over to the man. He had pale skin, beautiful straight features, and blond hair.

"Uncle Carlisle. Hi." Edward said as he shook Carlisle's hand.

"Hello Edward. I see you have met our special guest. Isabella Swan, welcome to camp WH. I hope these boys haven't made too bad of an impression." Carlisle said while he walked to my bed. I stood to greet him.

"Hello and no. They're fine. Literally." I shook his hand but winked at Edward. He was just adorable and I couldn't pass up the opportunity to tease him. I was a little worried that I have to live with all these guys. I usually put up a confident front but once I start getting klutzy I tend to revert to my timid side. A faint blush spread across his face but he smiled at me with that crooked smile. I could feel my heart speed up.

"So, I'm sure you have some questions about how this is going to work. Feel free to ask." Carlisle was saying and I figured I should start paying attention to him again.

"Sure. First, where's the bathroom and how is that supposed to work with all these boys and me?" I wondered out loud.

"Good question." Emmett chimed in. I smiled up at him before turning my attention back to Carlisle.

"It's behind the door next to my door. I figured you guys can make up a schedule or you boys could be gentlemanly and let her have privacy whenever she asks." Carlisle smiled at all of them and then turned to me waiting to see if I had any other questions.

"Ok, I'm not modest, so I was wondering what your policy on me just walking around in the nude would be?" I smiled innocently at Carlisle and I could see him spluttering. I glanced at Edward and saw he was in shock. Emmett was smirking and Jasper covered his face with his palms.

"Jeez guys. Haha. I was only joking. But seriously, can I change out here? I'd strip down to my underwear, nothing past that I promise." I looked at Carlisle and he still looked to be concentrating on his thoughts.

"Uh, I see no problem with that. You are all adults here. Just behave yourselves boys. And Bella, if you have any problems with any of them just let me know." Carlisle seemed to have reached his limit with me as he returned to his room and shut the door.

"Alrighty then." I said before I stripped my hoodie off and was left in nothing but my white tank top. I then took my jeans off and stood in my dark blue cheer shorts. I hopped onto my bed, propped my chin on my palms, and crossed my legs behind me in the air. "So when's dinner?"

"In an hour. You know you've got guts. You do know you are one of only four actual girls at this camp." Emmett said as they all took seats back on their bed.

"Four girls? Who are the other three?" I asked him.

"Well, there is my sister Rosalie and her best friend Alice Brandon," Jasper said, getting a cute lovey-dovey look on his face as he mentioned this Alice girl. "And Edward's Aunt Esme, who is Carlisle's wife. She's also the nurse."

"So, you love this Alice girl?" I asked him, ignoring the other information he had said.

"What? No. Of course not…Yes." He said, defeated as I threw him a disbelieving look. "How did you know?"

"Uh, it couldn't possibly be the terrible love-sick puppy-dog look you get when you say her name." I said in a sarcastic tone.

"Dude, you're amazing Bella! You cracked him in 4 seconds flat. We've been trying to get him to admit that all year at school!" Emmett said laughing. Jasper threw his pillow at his head. "Thanks dude, I needed another pillow." Emmett said, sticking the new pillow behind his head. Jasper jumped up and tackled Emmett trying to wrestle his pillow back, and possibly get revenge for his embarrassment. "Dude, you threw it! Now you don't get it back."

I got off of my bed and walked over to Emmett's bed, pulling Jasper out of my way. I smacked Emmett upside his head as I climbed on top of him. I straddled his huge chest and pulled the pillow out from under his head. I then used it against him by smacking him directly in the face. I then rolled off of him and handed Jasper his pillow and nonchalantly walked back to my bed to lie back down.

"And who said you could call me Bella?"

Edward applauded me from his audience in his bed. "Bella you are amazing." I stood up to bow.

"Thanks, it's a talent. And seriously, when did my nametag start reading 'Bella'?" I said. I walked over to Edward's bed and sat down on the side before I stretched out with head the pillow that lay next to where he was sitting. I decided I wanted to be closer to him because he smelled good. Or at least that was the excuse I would give any of them if they asked.

"Um, I figured Izzy would be weird since you're not a boy." Emmett looked at me questioningly. He noticed my new perch.

"Yeah, plus it fits." Edward said as he moved around next to me, uncomfortably.

"How does it fit? No one has ever called me Bella before except my Grammy when I was little." I argued.

"Well, you are beautiful. So it fits perfectly." Edward said. I looked up at him from where my head was on his pillow. He wouldn't' look at my eyes but I could see his blush. I sat up and got on my knees in front of him. I leaned over and took his face between my palms.

"Edward, look at me." I wanted to see his eyes. He turned his eyes to mine and I nearly gasped. They were beautiful and showed an emotion I couldn't read. It was spectacular though and it made my heart stutter.

I leaned down and gently pressed my lips to his. He reached his hand up and placed it lightly on my cheek. I pulled our lips apart but rested my forehead on his.

"That is the sweetest thing anyone has ever told me. Thank you Edward." I said, breathlessly.

"Anytime." He gasped.

I giggled at his response and moved back to my bed. I looked at Jasper and Emmett. They were staring at me, then Edward, then back at me.

"What? He's kind of irresistible. And those eyes. Edward, they make me so… mmmn." I moaned as I looked back to him. He was looking at me and laughed.

"I'm sorry?" He said jokingly. His eyes landed on mine again and I got lost in his gaze. I felt my body react to his searching gaze. I looked away immediately and covered my chest with my pillow.

"Damn it! That's what I was talking about." Edward smirked but blushed as Jasper and Emmett laughed, alerting me to their presence again. I decided to get revenge on all of them for laughing at my discomfort. I know my body is nice and I knew how guys usually reacted to it.

I stood up and took my shirt off, revealing my naked chest to them. I stood on my knees on the bed and leaned over to slowly unzip my suitcase. I grabbed the first bra I found and a cute blue blouse. I stood up off of my bed stepped into my bra, sliding it up my body. As I pulled it over my hips, I hopped a few times pretending that it was hard to get it over the obstacle. I finally pulled it over my chest and put my arms through the straps. I quickly put my shirt on and sat back on my bed.

I let my eyes roam to each of the boys. Emmett saw me glance at his pants, which had become quite snug, and pulled a pillow over his lap. He blushed. Jasper had closed his eyes, he being the only gentlemanly one, or the only smart one.

"I'm done Jasper." I said with a smirk. I looked over at Edward and he had his eyes closed now. At the sound of my voice he opened them. They were heavy with lust as he looked at me smirking. I looked down and his hand was rubbing his length through his jeans. I felt my stomach flip as butterflies thrashed around. He moaned when he noticed me looking below his belt.

"Come on boys. I think it's almost dinner time. I hopped off my bed and skipped to the door. I turned with one foot out the screen door. "Are y'all coming?"

Jasper leisurely walked over and stepped past me out of the door. Emmett leaped off his bed and rushed to me. "Bella, I want you to know that I think you are really hot," I arched my eyebrow, "I mean beautiful, but I'm not available. I love Jazz's sister Rose." He got a goofy grin on his face and I couldn't' help but love this adorable man.

"No worries Emmett. You seem more like the big brother type to me." I smiled and he crushed me in a massive bear hug. When he set me down I laughed and said, "So I shouldn't expect another bout of molesting from you?" He blushed at my words and laughed good-naturedly.

"Definitely not. Rose would be pissed." I shoved him out of the doorway and smiled as Edward headed to the door. He stopped in front of me.

"Bella, you're going to be the death of me. Shall we?" He reached for my hand and I looped my arm through his. I skipped beside him as we walked up to the Big Hall for dinner.

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