Gaby lay lazily on her bunk, remembering times back home. Today was Wednesday. She hated Wednesdays. Camp had started "Work Out Wednesday" to keep everyone in shape when they weren't playing sports. Gaby absolutely despised it. What was the point? Everyone always stayed in shape anyway!

She flashbacked to times she and her boyfriend Ben had shared. Ben was perfect. He was classy, romantic, cute, funny, and especially, he talked like he was from another century. He talked to her like she was the princess and he was the knight in shining armor coming to rescue her. She knew she could count on him. They'd been together for three years. Gaby remembered all they'd been through: first coed party, first date, first kiss, first real relationship, and for Gaby, the first time she'd ever known she was really in love.

"Hey Gaby," Alex said, wandering into the cabin, and waking Gaby from her day dreams and flashbacks. "What about 'work out Wednesday'?" Alex climbed up the ladder to Gaby's top bunk and stuck her face only inches away from Gaby's. Gaby stuck out her tongue. "It isn't exactly optional, you know!" Alex reminded her.

"I hate Wednesday!" Gaby said, making a face.

"Really mature, Gabs." Alex grabbed Gaby's wrist and tugged. "Let's go!" Gaby clawed at Alex's hand. "Ouch! Gaby that hurts," Alex cried out, pulling her hand away.

"Then GO AWAY!" Gaby exclaimed. She flopped onto her stomach as Ben couldn't leave her mind. She knew it was love. She was sure of it.

Alex sighed, and, giving up, she climbed down the ladder and left the cabin. Gaby sat up, and picked up her cell, hidden in the back pocket of her new blue bag. She reread all the texts Ben had sent her. The poems he'd wrote her and all the romantic things he'd said to her. She sighed and decided to do the right thing. She climbed from her bunk, threw on a sweater and headed out to the field.

"Hey Gaby!" Natalie called as she jogged over to where Gaby stood awkwardly, left out of the group activities. "We're doing laps and warm-ups and stuff in groups. There might be a spot on Chelsea's team." Natalie pointed to where Chelsea was leading five other girls in jumping jacks.

"Um, okay thanks," Gaby said awkwardly. She headed over to Chelsea, and tapped her on the shoulder. "Got an extra spot for me?"

Chelsea shook her head no. "There's only allowed six girls on a team. We're kind of full. Sorry." She turned her back to her group. "Five, six, seven, eight…"

Gaby looked around. Everyone was full except for a group of five boys. Gaby boldly walked up to a brunette boy. He turned around, apparently hearing her approaching, and smiled a perfectly straight and white smile. Gaby smiled back. "Hey, I'm Gaby," she held out her hand and he took it.

"Jake," he replied, shaking his hair out of his chocolate brown eyes. "You looking for a group?" Gaby nodded yes. "You can join us, the guys don't mind." Jake gestured to the four other guys standing there. "That's Thomas," he said, pointing toward a blonde haired blue eyed boy. "That's Trevor," he said, pointing to a brown haired blue eyed boy. "Felix," he said, pointing to a red haired green eyed boy. "And that is Rory," he said, pointing to a blonde haired brown eyed boy.

"Hey you guys," Gaby replied, smiling at each one. "I'm Gaby." They all muttered a 'hey' and then Jake started leading them in stretches. Gaby joined in, and soon they were all joking and laughing. Gaby had always gotten along well with guys. They were just so easy to befriend.

"So, you're going to sit with us at lunch, right?" Jake asked her. "Unless, of course, you'd rather sit with them," Jake smirked, looking away. Gaby followed his gaze, and found herself staring at her completely un-athletic friends, tripping and falling all over themselves.

"Wow, do I look that stupid?" Gaby asked, laughing. She imitated Natalie; she walked on her tiptoes and tried to do jumping-jacks on her tiptoes, and fell all over herself. She landed on the ground, laughing along with all the guys.

"Course you do! What'd you think you looked like? One of us?" Rory laughed, elbowing Felix in the gut. Felix groaned and rolled onto the ground, causing Gaby to giggle.

"Alright, girls and guys in the seventh division, time for lunch!" the new camp director, Kenny, called with his Megaphone. "Work Out Wednesday will continue after we eat!"

Gaby rolled her eyes. Thomas laughed. "Yeah, and instead of work out Wednesday they'll have to call it barf-up Wednesday!" Everyone except Gaby laughed.

"You guys that's seriously not funny," she said, trying to keep from laughing. She knocked shoulders with Jake. "C'mon, let's eat." The guys followed her towards the mess hall, where they grabbed a table in the back.

During lunch, Gaby and the guys talked about everything. They talked about their schools, their friends, their parents, their hobbies, their dates, everything. Gaby enjoyed herself. It was easy to tell everything to her guy friends. She didn't know them very long, but she had a certain feeling that they would be best friends. She knew she would always be able to trust them.

That night, after 'Work Out Wednesday' was all over, Gaby headed to her cabin and climbed to her top bunk. She tugged her magazine out from under her pillow. Even though some of her best friends were guys, she was still a girly girl. She loved painting her nails, shopping, dressing up, etc. Opening the front cover of the magazine, a small blue, folded up note card fell out. Gaby picked it up and examined it in her hands. She carefully unfolded it and read the perfectly scrawled writing she knew only too well.

Dear Gaby,

When you find this note, you'll probably be at camp but I will be away by then. I'm sorry I couldn't give you notice, and I'm sorry this is so urgently soon, but as your boyfriend, I feel my duties to you are stronger than your demands. I know you try to be the best possible girlfriend, but I feel our partnership has been like an old rope fringing at the ends and getting weaker every minute. I'm sorry I couldn't tell you in advance, but I'm moving. And I think that calls for something I should have done long before. So I'm breaking up with you

I'm truly sorry,

Ben

Gaby dropped the note from her trembling hands. No, this is not what she had expected. Her 'classy, romantic' boyfriend had dumped her- by a note! Gaby couldn't believe it. She felt frozen in time and space. "No," she breathed. "This isn't possible!" Ben was the most romantic boy she had ever met. He was classy and polite and beautiful and perfect! Yet she had lost him by a single blue note card. Tiny tears sprung in her eyes. "Not possible!" she threw her hands over her eyes and cried herself to sleep.

It was a long night.