One Time at Band Camp:
"Here we go" Amy said to herself, trying to shake the uneasiness that had been building in her stomach all week. She was finally starting High School in a month and that meant that she was going to her first ever band camp in less than 3 days! This could be a new beginning for her. Throughout school she had always been shy and stand-offish. She always felt so awkward around other people, especially guys. The only friends she had were Lauren and Madison and she had known them since the 3rd grade. They did everything together, but now Amy would be going off to band camp alone. What if no one likes me and I spend the whole time by myself? She thought. "Ok Amy, you have to stop thinking like that or you're gonna make yourself sick".
"Amy, we're going to be late" yelled Anne, Amy's mother.
"ok mom, i'm coming" said Amy stuffing the last bit of clothing into her suitcase.
"oh Amy, you are going to have such a good time. I can't wait to hear all about it" said Anne.
"Thanks Mom, I'll call you this evening when I get settled in. I promise…" sighed Amy.
Anne and Amy had always been close, but Amy was so nervous that she couldn't seem to find the words to tell her mom that she wasn't sure if she could do this. They arrived at the school to find all of the other students already loaded on the bus. Amy's heart sank. Everyone would be watching her. She was the last one there. She said goodbye to Anne in the car and made her way to the bus of kids all the while staring at the ground. She stepped up to the teacher at the front of the bus and gave her name "Amy Jeurgens"
"bout time, we were about to leave you here. Take a seat" said the heavy set middle aged woman.
The only seat open was towards the back of the bus and Amy practically ran to get to it and slump down. She placed her headphones in her ears and drifted away to the music playing on her ipod.
Ricky had been to band camp twice before even though he was just a sophomore. He had been good enough to make the high school band while he was still in middle school. So this was his third year and he felt like he ruled the place. There was always an endless line of girls waiting to get with him, and he was more than happy to oblige. As he climbed on the bus he started thinking about all the girls he had been with. He was only 16 and could get any girl he wanted. Which was more than fine with him, until they wanted to turn it into something more. Ricky had never been in a relationship. Not a real one. He slept with his partners and then left or kicked them out. He was too scared to let them stay. He needed his space after sex. It was better to have them hate him than to be heartbroken because of him. If he stuck around afterwards they would become too clingy. Sex. That's all he wanted.
Ricky climbed on the bus with his duffle bag and his sticks hanging out of his back pocket. He made his way to the back of the bus throwing his bag in the corner and using it as a pillow to lie down and stretch out. After 20 minutes or so he started getting restless.
"What is taking so long?" he thought as he sat up to look around.
"Amy Jeurgens" he heard her say. His ears perked at the sounds of her sweet innocent voice. He sat there hidden by the seat, examining her as she walked to the back of the bus. She looked nervous, but man was she beautiful. She had long thin legs and copper brown hair that seemed to hide her face. As she sat he saw her push the hair out of her eyes and he was mesmerized by how gorgeous and innocent she looked. She was sitting just diagonal of him so he could watch her the whole trip. After she put her earbuds in he noticed that she just drifted away never seeming to move. He had to have this girl. "this could be a lot of fun" he thought.
The bus lurched to a stop throwing Amy from her daze. After gathering her things she stood up and made her way to the front of the bus. There were many buses unloading at the same time and the confusion and noise was making her head swim. Everyone was divided into boys and girls and then separated into their cabins. Amy was in cabin 8. The other side of the lake.
Ricky had always been in the same cabin, Cabin 9. After getting off the bus he went to the director and got his key and started to make his way around the lake. It was so nice on that side. You were away from all of the action. The counselor's cabins were at the front and so were all the activities. It allowed Ricky to come and go as he pleased.
Amy made her way up to her cabin and pushed the door open. The lights were on and there were two girls already inside. "Hi!" one of them squealed. "I'm Audrey, and this is Megan" the taller one said. They were both pretty but Megan definitely had the better figure. Megan had curves... and boobs! Amy wanted boobs so bad she couldn't stand it. She always felt like she was a stick figure and that was why guys never noticed her.
Amy asked "Are you all freshmen?"
"oh no, we're both sophomores. We go to Palm Springs, how about you?" said Audrey.
"oh, i'm g-going to G-Grant High School." Amy stuttered. All of a sudden her stutter was back. "Why now" she thought.
"oh my gosh, that means you're going to school with Ricky Underwood!" Megan shouted.
"uh, I guess. Who's that?" Amy questioned starting to get a little nervous.
"He's only THE hottest guy here! He's a sophomore and he's a percussionist. All the girls want him!" explained Audrey.
"oh, well I don't know him" said Amy shyly and went towards an empty bed.
The other two girls went on chattering about what a hunk he was while they unpacked their things. Amy thought to herself that she hadn't noticed anyone that "hot" on the bus. Maybe he wasn't here this year. That evening the girls went to eat early and came back to the cabin. Audrey and Megan sat around gossiping about all the happenings from last summer. Amy listened contently as she drifted off to sleep.
The next day they began drills and individual section practice. Drills were very hard for Amy. It required a lot of coordination, which she had none, and a lot of concentration. A small group had been singled out to work on their fundamentals. Everyone else was sitting around the football field watching, which made Amy even more nervous. As they started she glanced around the field to see if people were actually watching when she caught someone's eye. It was this guy sitting with a couple of his friends, but he was staring at her. Her heart skipped a beat as she glanced back at him again. He was still staring, and then he raised his hand to wave. "oh my god, he's waving at me! What do I do?" she thought. Just as she was about to raise her hand the trumpet player behind her crashed right into the back of her head and started shouting for her to get back in line. She turned and rushed to get back to in place, cheeks a bright crimson color.
Ricky had been hanging out by the field with a couple of his buddies to check out all the cute girls when he saw her. She was in a small group and he could tell that she was struggling. He smirked as he watched her scan the groups of people that were all around the field. He caught her eye, smiled and waved to her. It seemed to throw her off her step and he laughed as the guy behind her almost mowed her over.
Amy played the french horn, and was pretty good at it as well. She was immediately noticed by the band director who made her first chair and by the end of the week she was given a solo in their end of camp concert. Amy always felt like she could shine while she was playing music. All of a sudden people were listening to the music she was making and not just staring at her. After practice she went to the mess hall and sat down to go over her music for her solo. She was startled as she heard
"hi"
"hi" she said back. Looking up to see the same guy from the field earlier that day.
"are you Amy? I'm ricky, someone told me you're going to grant in the fall"
"yea grant high school you mean" "what else would he mean? You're such a dork" she thought.
"yea grant high school. That's my school. we're gonna be going to the same school. we'll be in the same band. Mind if I sit down?" he asked
"oh no, go ahead." "does he want me to get up?" she thought looking around nervously.
"i'm sorry, were you waiting for someone? A boyfriend maybe?" he asked looking concerned.
"me? no I don't have a boyfriend." she said, just a little too quickly. "come on amy, calm down. He's just a guy."
"come on, a girl as pretty as you doesn't have a boyfriend?" he smirked.
"no" I said getting more and more nervous.
"why not?" he asked pointedly.
"I don't know, I don't want a boyfriend. I'm not that interested in guys right now" she said
"oh, you go the other way. Nothing wrong with that" he said with a smirk and a hint of disappointment in his eyes.
"no! no, I like boys it's uh. I mean, I like girls too." she stuttered. Why did he make me so nervous?
"nothing wrong with that" he said with a chuckle.
"No, I just. I don't have a boyfriend. I mean I have a couple of really close girlfriends... friends who are girls." Amy stammered.
"But you don't have a boyfriend." Ricky stated confidently.
"no" she sighed.
"Hi ricky", came a voice from over Amy's shoulder.
"hi" he said back with a perplexed look on his face, glancing back to Amy.
"Gail…" she said
"hi Gail" he said back to her very matter of fact.
"you don't even remember, do you?" she scoffed.
"remember..." he said shaking his head slightly
She rolled her eyes and looked over at Amy, seeming to notice her for the first time.
"oh, forget it" she said and walked off.
"all right" he said with a sigh as he turned back to me. "I remember. I made out with her under the bleachers last summer, only to find out that she's got a boyfriend here at camp. I don't want any trouble. That's why I was asking about your boyfriend."
"oh my god, I think he likes me" she thought. "I don't have a boyfriend" Amy said biting her lower lip.
"All right then. I'm not exactly boyfriend material, but maybe we could do something tonight?" he asked
"Tonight?" She stammered.
"Yea, me and you. Unless you don't want to." he said. He was so confident.
"No, it's just that I'm the freshman soloist tonight." She said timidly.
"Wow! I'm impressed. I'll make sure i'm there at the concert to hear you play." he exclaimed.
"like i'm not nervous enough" she thought
"See ya later Amy" he said as he sauntered off.
"so" came a voice from Amy's left. "Ricky Underwood asked you out? Aren't you just the princess of The Best of the Best Band Camp? She said with one hand on her hip. "every girl at this camp wants to go out with him."
"Really?" Amy asked. Not able to contain her smile.
"yea really, he is so hot" she said.
"yea, I guess he is" Amy clamored. Her smile growing.
"just… be careful" she said as she walked away.
"what's that supposed to mean? He was so sweet. She's just jealous" Amy thought.
Amy picked up her phone to call Madison and Lauren. She couldn't wait to tell them what just happened. For a while now it had seemed like they were drifting away from each other. So, she thought she would call and let them in on what just happened. Madison cut her short and said that she would call me back later. "oh well, I really need to get ready for the concert tonight" She thought. She went back to her cabin and took a long hot shower and changed clothes.
After relaxing for a while Amy went back to the empty cafeteria to practice her concert solo. She was lost in the music when the door opened. It was him…Ricky. He walked in on the last phrase that she kept messing up. But he was clapping. That's good right? She thought. He grabbed a chair and walked over to her.
"Is that your concert piece?" he asked
"yea, I keep messing up on this one phrase" she said, avoiding his eyes.
He sat down and said "It sounded good to me"
"Breathe…breathe. He's just a guy, just a guy" she thought as she smiled back at him.
"You know what they say is helpful when you're nervous playing in front of an audience? Picture the audience naked." He stated.
She laughed as she said "I don't think I could do that. I think that would make me more nervous."
"I didn't say you would be naked" he said with a smirk.
"He said naked again" she thought
"Go ahead. Let me hear you play." He said with a nod.
"I don't know" she said.
He moved his chair so that he was seated right in front of her and began to count time on her leg. Just the fact that he was touching her gave her goose bumps. He made her so nervous that she could barely speak, but somehow it felt right, like they had known each other for forever. She raised her horn to her mouth and let out the most awful blat. She was so embarassed, but tried to laugh it off.
"My lips are a little dry" she explained, brushing her hair out of her eyes.
In an instant he stood up and leaned in to kiss her. Her heart jumped as he said "they seem fine to me, but I'll get you some water."
She barely got out "yea, water would be great"
Before standing back up he said "you're really pretty, you know that" All Amy could do is bite her lip and smile. "Did he just kiss me?" she thought
He brought back a glass of water and then sat across from her as she played the concert piece again.
"You nailed it that time" he said with a smile.
"Thank you" I replied.
"Sure, what are friends for?" he said
"Oh maybe he just wants to be friends." She thought. "Yea, what are friends for" she said back, obviously disappointed.
""You want me to walk you over to the concert tonight?" He asked
"Sure, that would be very friendly" She said trying to hide the disappointment in her voice.
"I'm a friendly guy." He retorted
"Yea, you are" she agreed
"But I'm not looking for a friend. I have a lot of friends. What I'm looking for is a girlfriend." He explained.
"He said girlfriend? I know I heard girlfriend. Which doesn't mean he wants me to be his girlfriend." She thought
"Maybe you could be my girlfriend" he asked.
EEP!
"We have a lot in common. We have music in common anyway." He said while picking up her music.
"Yea" she said trying to hide the red that was creeping into her cheeks. She turned to put her horn back in it's case.
"You ok?" he asked.
"I had better be getting back so I can get ready for the concert." She said
"All right. I'll walk you to your cabin." He offered.
"Ok" she said timidly
"Ok? Here I'll take that." He said as he took the instrument.
"Be cool Amy, this is a cool guy. You're a cool girl". She thought as they stood up to leave. They started to walk across the room when he reached for her hand. "Cool, be cool." She thought.
The evenings' performance went well and somehow seeing him in the audience made her more comfortable. He had seen her mess up earlier today and still thought that she was good. He had been so sweet to try and help. After putting away her instrument in the band room she walked out to find him waiting.
He came and gave her a quick kiss on the cheek.
Amy blushed and asked "would you wanna grab some coffee or something?" She had never asked a guy out, but he made her feel more confident. She wanted to spend more time with him.
He said "I'd love to. I know just the place."
"See… piece of cake. The lock is ancient. Come on in, it's ok." He said while holding the door open.
They were back at the main cabin where they had first met and he had helped her. It just felt right that this is where they would end up.
"I don't know. Are you sure we should be in here?" Amy asked nervously.
Ricky had been persuing Amy for several days now. Usually he would work his magic and the girls would just fall into him. But Amy was different. He actually wanted to get to know her. Any time they were on the field or at practice he found himself searching for her face. What's the matter with me? I don't want to have a real relationship, do I? But he had found himself just earlier today telling her that he wanted her to be his girlfriend. A real girlfriend? I don't even know what that means. He thought. After the concert he waited for her. He just couldn't help himself. There was something special about this girl. When she asked him to have coffee with her he actually got a little nervous. He wanted to be alone with her though so he took her to the main cabin.
"you're the one that wanted coffee" he said.
"well, I thought that we could just buy a coffee"
"nope, nothing's open this time of night" he said as he eyed her body. He had definitely noticed that she was fit, but had not quite come into her womanly figure. She'll get there. He thought.
"I don't know how to make coffee you know" she said pointedly.
"I know how to make coffee" he said with a smirk. "In fact I can make you a hamburger if you want. There's always hamburger meat here."
"well, I am a bit hungry. I was too nervous to eat before the concert." She said with a giggle.
"You were great" He said, trying to boost her confidence.
"You were such a big help this afternoon" she said with a shy smile.
"come on, let's cook something" He said, pulling her towards the kitchen. He really just wanted an excuse to be with her a while longer.
"I don't want you to get into any trouble." She fought.
"we're not going to get into any trouble. We're just gonna have a late night snack, right?" He said as he grabbed my hand.
"Right" she finally gave in.
They entered the kitchen and she watched as he made a few hamburgers and some coffee. She didn't seem to know her way around the kitchen, but that was all right with him.
They sat down at one of the tables and started to talk. They went on about band and how the band director was at Grant high school. Amy told him that she was nervous about marching. Ricky told her that she would just need to get the hang of it and that it was a lot of fun once you knew what you were doing. He let her go on about her family and friends, and she explained to him that her Dad owned a furniture store and that her mom had always stayed home to take care of her and her younger sister, Ashley. It was amazing. She had been so shy at first, but now that she was comfortable she just let loose and was talking to me about everything. Usually Ricky would have broken contact long ago. He never stuck around to "talk" to girls. He didn't typically like to know the details. It made it easier. But with Amy he felt like he could listen to her all night. Whatever it took to keep her near me.
"Do you wanna move over to the couch? This bench is getting a little uncomfortable" Ricky stated. Immediately he could see the look of concern on her face. And he was afraid that she was going to run.
"It's late. I should probably get back to my cabin before anyone notices I'm not there." She said uncomfortably.
"come on, I really enjoy talking to you," he explained "there aren't a lot of girls I can talk to."
They moved over to the couch and Amy started back up, telling him all about her life.
"I took piano at first, but I don't know I just wasn't that interested in the piano." She looked over and saw him looking at her with a half smile on his face. "oh no, am I talking too much?" she stammered.
"No, I could listen to you talk all night" he said leaning back against the couch.
"really?" She asked timidly.
"yea… or we could do this" he said as he leaned in to kiss her slowly and softly. He felt like it was his first kiss. He never got weak in the knees from kissing a girl, but she made his heart pound. All he could think about was kissing her. Usually all he could think about was having sex with a girl. It was unusual for him to want to be close to someone. To really get to know them.
She pulled away and said "uh, yea we could do that. I've never done that before." You make yourself sound like a total loser. She thought.
"oh yea?. I'll bet you'd be good at it." He said encouragingly.
"Uh?" She thought with a questioning look on her face.
"making out" he pushed
"oh, do you do that a lot?" She asked, not really wanting to know the answer.
"I've made out with a few girls before. But not every girl I meet" He lied. "Just if they are special. You're special Amy" He felt like a used car salesman all of a sudden. He wanted to tell her the truth, but he knew that if he did she wouldn't come near him. So, he left it alone.
He leaned back in to kiss her gently at first, only hesitating to see if she would pull away again. When she didn't he deepened the kiss, now pushing his tongue into her mouth. Amy moaned and leaned back as he kissed her with growing intensity. She flinched as he touched her right breast. Oh no, I didn't mean to let him do that! She thought, but it felt so good. Ricky was so skilled that Amy hadn't realized that he had slipped her panties out from under her purple overall dress. She kept her eyes closed tight as he continued to kiss her. Amy was nervous, but didn't want to ruin the evening for herself. She really liked Ricky, and she could feel that he liked her too. They were now laying on the couch and Amy had her leg wrapped around Ricky's waist. He quickly unzipped his jeans releasing his ever growing erection.
Ricky hadn't set out this evening to have sex with Amy. He thought that it would take a little more time. So, he hadn't even bothered to grab a condom from his bag before leaving his cabin. That wasn't like him, but then again he hadn't planned on having sex.
Ricky pushed himself up to hover over Amy's rigid body. He could tell that she was nervous, and was pretty sure that this was her first time. She hadn't made any protests so far, and she seemed to be enjoying it so Ricky went for it. He plunged his cock into her and could feel her tense up. He pulled back out and decided that he should be as gentle as possible. He didn't want to hurt her, but that old urge to fuck her as hard as he could until she was screaming started to flood back. "No" he thought. "Not with her" but he was so aroused that he only lasted for a couple of minutes before coming inside of her.
He pulled away to look down at her. She looked horrified. And he instantly felt a pang of guilt. "why did I do that?" he thought. He sat up and started to straighten his clothes as Amy did the same. She still looked like she was in a daze. He hated this, the awkward after sex talk. Instinct kicked in and he said "I'll see you around Amy". He walked out of the cabin leaving her huddled on the couch.
Amy wasn't sure what to do. He was kissing her, and she really liked that, but then he started to touch her breasts. She wanted to stop him, but didn't want to hurt his feelings. He had been so nice and she felt like it would be rude to leave now. So she closed her eyes and let him go. She felt him push himself into her and she gasped. "Are we having SEX?" she thought "This isn't like the movies. I thought it would be romantic and feel good. This does not feel good."
She sat up trying to wrap her mind around what had just happened. He was gone. She was sitting there alone, and feeling empty and confused. She walked back to her cabin slowly and slipped in without a sound as not to wake her roommates. After grabbing a towel she made her way to the bathroom and took a long hot shower. She climbed into bed and drifted off to sleep.