I don't own Bunk'd.

Chapters will be short.

Yay! 8th story to be posted about Bunk'd! New record for me!

On to the story.


Hazel's P.O.V.

"Oh Xaaaaannnnndddddeeeeerrrrr!" I called, looking around the camp. I saw Rav-what's his name and Jor-what's his face standing by their cabin.
"What are you doing, twerps?" I asked. Rav-what's his name froze as I came by.
"Hi Hazel! Nothing! Not...doing...anything..."
"Dude!" Jor-what's his face hissed, elbowing Rav-what's his name.
"Hello," I said sweetly. "Where's Xander?"
"Nowhere!" Rav-what's his name exclaimed. I shoved them aside. "Move."

"No!" Rav-what's his name said. I grinned as a figure that looked suspiciously like my little Xander began running. He likes to play hard to get.
"Xander!" I called, running after him. "Wait!"

Ravi's POV

"That was awesome," Jorge said, stepping aside and letting Xander out of a bush. I smiled. "Yes, it was! Now you can go on your date!"
Xander grinned. "With Emma."
Jorge frowned, his face twisting. I realized in horror what this meant.
"He is going to blow!" I shouted. "Run!"
Xander and I ran towards the forest. We nearly collided into someone, but didn't stop to find out who. Finally, we came to a stop.
"Dude, that was close," Xander said, now out of breath. I nodded. "It was."
Screams came from the direction of camp. I frowned. "That was either Jorge, or Hazel figured out that we sent Lou out dressed up as you."
Xander's eyes widened. "I hope it wasn't the latter."

Emma's POV

I stepped out of the Woodchuck cabin in time to see Lou race in and slam the door. A moment later, Hazel appeared. A camper or two screamed and stepped out of the way.
"You," she spat. She folded her arms and put on a smug look. "Looks like I lost Xander. Oh well. He'll come back soon enough. He always will."
"Um, I don't know if you realize this, or care at all, but Xander and I are kinda dating. So back off."
"Xander is mine," Hazel said. "Whether he knows it or not."
I rolled my eyes. "Excuse me, Hazel, but I'm going into the forest for an important meeting."
"Whatever."