It was a warm spring day and everything was blooming and pastel-colored. The bees buzzed lively and the woodpeckers pecked furiously at the trees around Camp Crystal Lake.

You were driving in in your best friend, Alice's mom's blue truck with your friends, Alice, Bella, Rosemary, Krystyn, and Anon. The radio was playing your favorite song and from the passenger's seat, Alice turned the volume up and hooted at you.

"This is your favorite song, (Y/N)!" She pointed out the obvious.

Without thinking twice, the five of you began to belt out the lyrics to the song, giving Alice's mom a mild headache.

You gazed out of the car window out at the gorgeous scenery that surrounded you all. The trees, the flowers, the birds, and from the corner of your eye, you could see a bright, blue butterfly flying aimlessly in the wind.

Despite all of the happy sights, something felt... Off. You had a strange feeling in your gut about the whole camping trip. You felt as if something was about to go horribly wrong. However, you were with your girls, right? Why would anything go wrong?

"Alright, girls! Time to get out!" Mrs. Cross announced as she parked the car.

"Aw, mom! Can't we just finish the song?" Alice asked with a fake pouting face.

Mrs. Cross sighed and shook her head, causing her blonde bun to wobble around on her head.

"Alice, honey... I have to get to work. You ladies need to get your stuff quickly so I can get out of here." She briefly explained.

Alice scoffed and rolled her brown eyes before opening the car door and stepping out.

"Fine."

You and your friends began to set up your campsite cheerfully together.

"Alice, ladies!" Mrs. Cross called.

"Right here!" Alice called back.

Pushing through a few short trees, Mrs. Cross emerged from the leaves and approached you girls.

"Now, you're only staying for spring break, got that?" She asked.

"Yes." You all agreed in unison.

"That's 7 days. I don't know if your phones will work but... If you get reception, please call me if anything goes wrong."

"Yes."

Mrs. Cross smiled and nodded. She kissed each of you ladies on your foreheads and told you to be good before leaving to her car and driving away.

"We've got this mother fucker all to ourselves!" Bella yelled out to the sky after she had seen Mrs. Cross drive off.

"Watch your fucking language!" Alice sneered at Bella harshly.

"Shut up and make me." Bella taunted as she turned directly towards Alice, taking a step forward.

You hated seeing your friends fight. It truly made you feel rotten to the core. You stood in between the two glaring girls and placed a hand gently on each of their chests, pushing them apart.

"Guys, please. We have a week to spend here. Can you not fight for once? Please?" You pleaded.

The two girls took deep breaths and nodded softly.

"Whatever, (Y/N). I'll do it for you." Alice said before hugging you tightly.

Bella would scoff and hug you from behind.

"(Y/N)'s my twinny!" She whined as she nuzzled your back.

"I saw her first!" Krystyn stomped her right foot on the ground childishly.

You turned to Krystyn, shocked as all hell. Yes, you had known each other since the 7th grade. However, she was always the quite, calm, mature one. She hardly ever spoke and when she did, it was probably something about anime or music. The short blonde girl pouted at you with her bony hands placed on her rather petite hips. She was a frail looking girl all in general. She was under-average weight and hight-wise and her whole body was pretty tiny. Her bright blue eyes pierced through her small red glasses that were a perfect fitting to her whole face.

"Guys. Calm your tits." You spoke out irritably.

"Sorry..." The ladies apologized in unison to you.

When night fell, the six of you went down to the lake together. It was lovely how the moonlight spilt upon the tranquil water and reflected upon it ever-so elegantly.

You were staring off at your reflection when you heard Bella's voice over the hypnotizing music of the night.

"So it's the first night of spring break," she began happily.

"Let's do something crazy!" She suggested.

"Like what? Shave our heads and tiptoe through cornfields?" Alice joked.

A few of your friends had to laugh briefly over the joke.

"No." Bella quickly replied with a scoff.

"Paint our titties green and drag our asses across the grass while eating Madonna's tampons and singing Swiggity Swag?"

You couldn't help but burst out laughing after that one. You had to cover your mouth with both hands in order to conceal the crazy laugh. Surely if anyone was around the site, they would've heard your crazy laugh.

Even so, it was quiet at Camp Crystal Lake. It was spring break! Why was no one out having fun? Why did no one want to come to the camp? It was deserted and not one other group was to be seen.

"So what's your idea?" Anon asked curiously.

Smirking wickedly, Bella replied,

"Skinny dipping!"

Before anyone could even think of a reply, Bella swiftly slipped off her tight, purple tank top, revealing her petite breasts, slipped off her grey shorts, and then went her tiny, pink panties.

She kicked off her flip flops before squealing like a siren, she ran off the dock and jumped right into the water of the lake.

You watched the ripples dance gracefully across the lake after she had landed right in. You smiled from the right side of your face at the beauty of the lake.

Suddenly, she popped her head up and screamed!

"Fuck! The water's fucking cold!" She yelled out.

After a moment or two of silence, she ordered,

"Come on in, ya pussies! What, are you afraid?" She taunted.

One by one, the girls started to take their clothes off and dived in.

Of course, you stood there obstinately with your hands on your hips as you watched all of your friends. Some of them, especially Krystyn you couldn't believe actually went in.

"Come on, (Y/N)!" Bella called.

You shook your head and frowned dramatically so they could all see how much you didn't want to go in.

"The water's fucking freezing!" Alice shrieked before she began to walk out of the lake, shivering.

"Yeah, Bellsprout. Let's get out." Rosemary followed Alice out of the lake, shivering as well and immediately was attacked by a few hungry mosquitoes.

"It's not that bad." Anon confidently spoke.

"I guess." Krystyn agreed submissively.

Bella slowly made her way to Krystyn, kicking her legs sluggishly as she swam.

"Then you wouldn't mind if I-" she cut herself off as she laughed and dunked Krystyn under by her waist.

Krystyn struggled and kicked underwater.

"Haha! Aw, Krystyn~" Bella teased spitefully.

You glared over at Bella with harsh (e/c) eyes.

"Bella! Cut it out!" You yelled over to her.

She hesitated for a moment before letting go of Krystyn, who came up coughing and gagging.

"I was just kidding." Bella muttered as she walked out of the lake.

You glanced over your shoulder, feeling a strange presence. It was almost as if someone or something was watching you. You shuddered from the thought.

An hour or two later, everyone was dried off and sleeping in sleeping-bags. For some reason unknown, you could not sleep. The fresh air and countless stars were very relaxing to you. However, insomnia was keeping you wide awake.

You tossed and turned in the bag and you would glance over at your friends to see them sound asleep.

Why couldn't you be normal and sleep like them?

You sat up in your bag swiftly on alert when you heard in the distance, ominous sounds.

"Ch ch ch ch... Ah ah ah ah..."

It rang through your head on repeat.

You stood up for a second but went back down as fast as you had gotten up. Maybe the sounds were just your imagination, right?

You were halfway asleep when suddenly, it hit you.

"I have to piss..." You mumbled to yourself.

You stood up and tiptoed to behind the tent that only Bella was sleeping in and picked up a flashlight. You slowly and quietly made your way out and you turned on your flashlight after you had left the camp.

The light of the flashlight blinded you at first when it came on, but you adjusted quickly. You kept on walking when it hit you, where the hell would you pee? You refused to use a public bathroom since it made you feel dirty. It seemed as if your only choice would be to go in a bush or something. Then again, isn't that dirty, too? You had little to no choice. The camp had been closed years prior and you ladies had snuck in and lied to your parents about both, the history of the camp and why you chose to go to this camp. You had heard about the notorious Jason Voorhees drowning to death while he was supposed to be being supervised by the counselors who were too busy doing the do. However, the thing is, he didn't really die... Sort of. His mother was said to have gone insane and killed the counselors except for one that managed to behead her and got away. That night, the legend says that Jason watched his mother die with his own eyes. As the legend goes on, Jason came back and killed his mother's murderer. He vowed to end the lives of every teenager in the area. No matter how many times he is "killed", he always comes back to keep his promise. He is said to be horribly disfigured, wearing a hockey mask to cover his deformed face. He favors the machete, of course. Then again, it could all just be a hoax.

You walked through the woods, trying to find a decent place to do your business away from anyone who could possibly see.

After about 6 minutes of walking, you found a place behind a few bushes and trees.

You pulled down your black shorts, panties, and bent down behind the bushes.

After you were done, wiped, and relieved, you began to walk away.

Suddenly, the sounds were back.

"Ch ch ch ch, ah ah ah ah."

You stopped in your tracks and turned around to the ominous sounds. You shined your flashlight across the trees and through the leaves, hoping to catch whoever was present.

"Hello?" You called. You backed away slowly, not knowing what to do in such a moment.

"Ch ch ch ..."

You finally stopped and glared off at the sounds.

"What the fuck is that?"

"Ch ch ch ch, ah ah ah ah..."

You could feel your heart pounding in your chest and your hands began to sweat like there was no tomorrow. The anxiety was eating away at you like a school of piraƱas. Who could be out there at this time? It wasn't like many people were willing to come to this camp. Plus, it had to be pretty late. Who would be out and about now other than yourself?

"Show yourself!" You demanded harshly.

Right then, he- no, /it/ emerged from the trees.

Shining your flashlight on the ambusher, you could see him clearly.

It was no one other than the notorious Jason Voorhees. He was in torn, dark clothing and his skin was a light gray. His hockey mask was worn down with multiple cracks and scratches in it. His hazel eyes were wild and his beloved machete was raised above his head as if he was about to attack you.

Letting out a bloodcurdling scream, you took off, running for your life. He was real. The legend was real. It was all real. And now, he was coming for you.