A/N: This is something that is a bit experimental. I have the first few chapters written out but if it isn't something that you guys seem to enjoy, I can cut it short. Feedback would be really helpful here as I've only been to an art summer camp before.. Thank you!


"Now you be good boys... Dan's father will be here to pick you up at the end of the summer." A man well into his 40's said.

Phil nodded quickly and hugged his dad, stepping back to allow his best friend Dan Howell to do the same.

It wasn't an awkward thing for Dan to say goodbye to Phil's dad as the two had been practically inseparable ever since they'd met early in grade school. It was a strong friendship going on to almost ten years.

They told each other everything. Everything that was Dan's was also Phil's and vice versa. This isn't to say that they didn't have other friends aside from each other because they did, but after everything else they would always consider the other the 'best' friend.

This year would be the 3rd year of going to Everline Summer Camp. They'd made friends that were labeled 'camp friends' who also returned to the camp yearly. Dan, Phil, and the other members of their group had agreed last summer to arrange a shared cabin, so they did.

As soon as Phil's dad left, Phil's face lit up like a christmas tree and he began racing towards Cabin 12, the cabin they'd be staying in.

"Wait up Phil!" Dan cried out, trying to keep up with Phil's fast pace.

Phil laughed and slowed down upon arrival.

"Do you have the key?" He asked Dan.

Dan nodded, reaching in his pocket and revealing a shiny key with the words Cabin Twelve engraved on it.

He opened the door and rushed inside. They were greeted by four other friendly faces. Abigail, Rose, Evan, and Johnny. Better known as, 'the camp friends'.

"Hey guys!" Phil exclaimed joyously.

"What's up Phil? How've you been?" Evan replied with just as much enthusiasm.

Unlike Phil, Dan was not here because of his love for the camp but his fear of not having his best friend around for the whole summer. He knew it was silly; he could probably just tell Phil and they'd stay home together, but Dan just couldn't risk Phil laughing at him or calling him a wuss.

Dan scanned the Cabin. There were three bunk beds, two of which were already claimed, leaving the one in the middle for him and Phil.

Dan walked over and set his bags on the bottom bunk listening to Phil socialize and catch up. Phil was always so good with that. Apparently Rose and Abigail had met up over winter break, Johnny had a girlfriend back at home, and Evan's parents recently got divorced.

Dan had shared that he'd gotten a puppy for Christmas while Phil had bragged about his three girlfriends during the school year.

Dan thought it was a ridiculous thing to share. First of all, they were girls not pokemon cards, secondly, they were all going out with anyone who'd asked anyway. He'd told Phil what he thought of them and Phil just brushed him off as being bitter because he was single.

Before any of the group had moved past the 'what did you do during the school year' conversation, it was already time for the first dinner.

Check in had ended and all campers that were present currently, would be present for the rest of the summer.

Everyone filed into the dining hall and sat at the tables that corresponded to their cabins. A chipper counselor stepped onto the stage wearing all khaki and began to tap on the microphone. She looked to be in her late 20's.

"Good evening campers! Welcome to Everline Summer Camp! Now some of you know what we do after meals but others don't so here is the lowdown. We switch off in groups to participate in over the week. There are 15 cabins and 13 positions. Positions include dish duty, campfire, activity preparing-"

The lady listed off more, but no one was paying attention to her anymore. The food served was a fancy platter of chicken and veggies with a side of mashed potatoes and everyone was digging in.

"Class is held on Mondays, Wednesdays, and Fridays. Some of your parents have signed you up and others have not. If you are signed up for class you will be expected to be in your seat at 7am and released at noon for lunch. Others with be encouraged to participate in our daily activities-"

Everyone groaned. Some because of the fact that they had to go to class in the summer and others because of the 'encouraged activities' that were usually a bust.

"I have to go to the class thing." Phil whispered.

"Me too." Dan whispered back.

By the time dinner was over, campers were instructed to get organized and warned of a room inspection to come the next day.

Dan had already unpacked earlier and was left to help Rose get her bedsheets. She thanked him and lights out was called almost immediately after, like they were watching him help out and wanted to wait for him to be done.

Usually right after lights out would be the prime time for chit chat and fun but pointless games, however, today was exhausting and Dan was out within seconds.

The sounds of a trumpet blared over the loudspeaker, awaking everyone from their slumber at the ungodly hour of 6am. The Cabin 12 clan rose from their beds and stalked to the dining hall like zombies, still in their pajamas.

It was Monday morning and class would begin soon but Dan was convinced that the struggle to stay awake wasn't worth it.

"C'mon man.. we have to.." Phil yawned. "..go to class.."

"It's too early!" Dan complained.

"Well you can't leave me alone in there." Phil held out his hand. "We can do this!"

Dan took Phil's hand and felt his face heat up, quickly releasing after Phil gave a squeeze of assurance.

'That was weird..' Dan thought.

He settled for the idea that he must not be getting enough physical attention and he'd need to find a summer lover, a camp romance kind of deal.

Class wasn't as bad as Dan thought it might be, but it wasn't great either. At least he didn't have to participate in the activity for today. The camp had formed groups of football teams and cheerleaders to compete in a world cup like situation.

Dan wasn't really into sports or cheerleading, but when Phil suggested watching Evan and Johnny's team play, Dan knew he'd have to go. Everyone else liked sports, but Dan just didn't see the point.

The team actually wasn't half bad, but Phil was more concentrated on the cheerleaders, nudging the shoulders of some of the friends he'd made in class.

Dan really couldn't care less about the cheerleaders, no matter how many girls had preferred it to the sport or how short their skirts were. For some reason, he couldn't take his eyes off of number 7 on the field. He was like magic running around, sweat glistening off of his forehead. Suddenly he could feel something he hadn't felt happen since he'd accidentally flipped to a porn channel when he was home alone.

'oh shit.. not now.. oh please not now.. is it because of his sweat? Do I have a thing for sweaty guys... wait no not guys. It's gotta be the cheerleaders right? Dead babies, dead babies, dead babies!'

The whistle blew, and the cheerleaders performed a routine they'd practiced that morning.

"So Dan, see anyone you fancy?" Phil asked, earning a series of 'yeahs' and 'oohs' from Phil's new acquaintances.

"Uh.. no." He mumbled.

"No? What about top of the pyramid? Would you do it?" One of the guys asked.

"Excuse me?"

"Would you do it? You know..." Another guy said, dry-humping the air.

"Um, no, I don't think I would 'do' her.." Dan said weakly.

"Well who would you do Dan?" Phil asked dropping his voice to a whisper only Dan could hear. "Because I don't think he would wake up without good reason." His eyes flashed to Dan's crotch and back up.

Dan leaned over in attempt to hide his problem and luckily Phil dropped the conversation quick enough to spare him some embarrassment.

When the game was over, Dan didn't waste any time to congratulate Johnny or Evan on winning before racing off to his cabin.

The others came barging into the one room home about 15 minutes later laughing about something.

"Hey Dan, we were going to see if we could find some tracks of something, wanna come?" Rose offered politely.

Dan rejected the opportunity and decided to listen to the radio with his alone time. The only stations were a Christian rock station or the official Camp Everline radio that was ran by some underpaid intern who played alright music and gave occasional updates on the happenings at the camp.

Dan had almost dozed off when the cabin door swung open. It hadn't been as long of a break as he was hoping, when he realized it was just Phil that had returned.

"Hey." Phil said over the low volume of the radio.

"Mmhm."

He came over and sat on the foot of Dan's bed.

"Sorry about earlier.. They were just messing around. You know that, right? I know that that kind of thing just kinda happens sometimes for no reason."

Dan nodded in response.

"You know you can tell me anything. Right?"

"I know."

"So what were you thinking about today?" Phil pressed.

Dan sat up.

"Ew, why do you want to know what turned me on man?"

"No! Oh no no! I didn't mean it like that! Shit. Sorry, bad question.. Uh I think I'm going back to the tracks now.. You can come.. I mean no not like that. I'm going to leave now." Phil stuttered.

Dan sighed. A narrow escape from a fatal question.