AN: New story time even if I still never finished my other three. I just couldn't help myself. I've been getting lazy with the updates, so sorry guys. I'll try harder to update as fast as before. Anyways this story was slightly inspired by OuToFmYmInDbAcKiN5MiNuTeS's Just The Way You Are story. I like the camp idea and it's summer so I thought perfect. I hope you enjoy.
"Mom, hurry up!" yelled a hyperactive blonde beside an SUV, pulling on the door handle repeatedly which he thought would somehow unlock the car door and speed up his mother's sluggish movement.
"You could help me with the bags," complained the woman, who was struggling with piles of duffle bags and backpacks draped over her frail body. The sheer weight of one should have anchored her on the driveway but amidst the petite form was quite a bit of strength, strength that a confident single mother must have for her children. "Did I mention these are YOURS!" she called out to her son.
"Sorry," replied the blonde, abandoning his position next to the car to aid his mother with the bags taking majority of the luggages. In comparison to his mother, the blonde's physique was the total opposite. He towered over her by at least 7 inches, causing her to look up at every conversation that they share. Slender yet toned arms easily lifted the monstrous bags off the poor woman's hands, lifting the immense burden on her fragile limbs.
"Where's Katie?" he asked looking around for his missing sister.
"I'm here," said a voice just a few feet behind him.
The blonde effortlessly turned around even with the excess load in his arms to face his little sister, who was at that moment, had her face almost pressed against the Nintendo DS screen, completely immersed in the, most likely, a game filled with intense cartoon violence.
"You were supposed to help mom with the bags," he told her.
"Why? It's not my bags and I'm not the one going to camp," she countered, not even sparing a glance at her older brother.
"But still," tried to argue the blonde.
"I didn't see you helping her," pointed out Katie, eyes still glued to the screen.
Free of the excess weight, the woman was able to fetch her keys out of her pocket and finally complied to her son's request to grant him entrance to the car. The sound of the car halted the blonde's intention of retaliating back to his sister. He was just eager to go. The blonde opened the trunk and stuffed the baggages not as neatly as his mother preferred.
"Let's go mom!" urged the blonde. "We still have to pick up James, Carlos, and…Logan," he reminded his mom, while having a dreamy look in his eyes as he uttered the last person's name.
He was snapped out of his absentminded trance by a sharp blow on the back of his head. Apparently his little sister abandoned her game once spotted that goofy look on his face.
"Ouch, Katie!" whined the blonde, gently rubbing the sensitive area. "What was that for," he questioned, even though he knew exactly what it had been for, being caught numerous times by Katie.
"You know what it's for. If you don't want mom to find out about you little man crush on your best friend, then wipe that look on your face or at least learn to control it. You look so stupid," she warned him.
"I will jeez but did you have to hit me so hard? I might get a concussion one of these days," complained the blonde.
"Hey, I'm looking out for you. At least give me the satisfaction to hit you as hard as I want," smirked the little girl.
"You just enjoy hitting me because I can't hit you back," stated the blonde, sticking out his tongue in a childish manner.
"True," agreed Katie.
"I thought you were in a hurry?" interrupted their mom, who was already seated on the driver's seat.
"Katie, sit in the front with mom," requested the blonde.
"Yeah, yeah," replied the little girl. "I know you want to sit with your Logie," she teased.
"Shut up," mumbled the blonde in reply.
"But you better have a boyfriend when you come back from camp. I'm sick of listening to you gush out about Logan. It's sick," complained Katie, making gagging noises.
"I hope so to baby sister, I hope so too," sighed the blonde before getting in the car.
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They were on their last stop before heading to the bus stop where campers were picked up to be transported to camp, Logan's house. Of course the first one out would be the blonde, once he spotted the shorter brunette standing patiently by the side of the road, bags by his foot. The blonde literally shot out of his seat, out of the car, and within seconds, beside the waiting brunette.
"Hi Logan," he greeted the other with a huge smile.
"Hi Kendall," replied the other, offering a bright smile in return.
That smile and those dimples will be the death of Kendall one of these days. Every time he comes across that glorious sight, his heart rate would elevate to dangerous levels. He figured in 2 years his heart wouldn't be able to take the stress and just burst. If that ever happened, he could honestly say he died happy.
"Ready to go?" he enthusiastically asked Logan.
"Yup, already said bye to my parents," replied Logan, making a grab for his bags.
"Here, let me help you with that," offered Kendall, gently swatting away Logan's hands, wrapping his hands around the handles.
"I can do it myself," countered Logan, grabbing on to the handles as well, their hands brushing against each other.
Kendall's heart couldn't help but skip a beat, yet another reason for an early death.
"How about we both just take half?" offered Kendall as a compromise.
Logan sighed knowing that once Kendall had his mind set; there was no way of changing it. "Fine, we each take two," he agreed, reluctantly releasing his grip on the other two bags.
They loaded Logan's bag in the trunk, having a bit of difficulty since it was already packed with the other three's bags. Once they got everything set up, they made their way inside the car but with Kendall sprinting past Logan, opening the door for the other to get in first.
Logan smiled at him in appreciation and got inside followed by Kendall.
"Hi Mrs. Knight, looking as lovely as ever" he complimented Kendall's mom.
"Hi Logan and thank you. It's nice to hear a compliment now and then, which something my CHILDREN should do more often," replied Mrs. Knight, glancing at her two children as she emphasized the word.
"Hey Katie. How's my favorite pseudo-little sister?" he greeted the younger lady in the front seat.
"Fine and king butt on my Dungeon Explorers game," she informed him.
The two got settled in, putting on their seat belts but not before they heard a complain from the other two seated in the back.
"We see how it is, no 'Hi James or Hi Carlos'," complained the two in unison.
"Hello Tweedle Dee and Tweedle Idiot," said Logan.
"Hey!" complained the two, which got out a laugh from the rest of them.
"You can't call Carlos an idiot," grumbled James.
"And what make's you assume I was the idiot?" asked Carlos, offended by the assumption. "Because I was thinking you were the idiot."
"No you're the idiot," James argued back.
"You're the idiot," Carlos argued back and soon enough the two were attempting to wrestle each other in the confined space where they sat.
Kendall, Logan, and Katie just sat there laughing as they watched the scene unfolded in front of their eyes. It took 5 minutes for the two to finally calm down, with the aid of Mrs. Knight's yelling for the two to stop, nearly getting caught in an accident because she averted her focus for a split second away from the road to face the two. For the majority of the ride, both James and Carlos sat at the ends, facing away from each other, arms folded in frustration.
As for Kendall and Logan, they just talk about anything and everything that came into mind, whether I'd be hockey, movies, TV shows, or camp. The carefree atmosphere persisted until Logan asked a serious question, at least on Kendall's end.
"Why do you treat me like a girl sometimes?" asked Logan.
"Wh-whaaat?" stuttered Kendall.
"Like when you came to pick me up. You almost took all of my bags and you ran past me just to open the door," said Logan.
"Can't I, your bestfriend, be nice to you?" replied Kendall.
"Yeah but I don't see you doing that for James or Carlos, they're your bestfriends too" explained Logan.
"It's because I like you," said Kendall out of the blue without thought.
"Huh?" questioned Logan, not sure if he heard him right.
"Uh-uh I meant, I like you better than those nincompoops. Why do you think I bunk with you all the time?" he said laughing nervously to cover up that slip up, playing it cool but failing miserably.
"Don't tell them that or they will annoy you the whole time in camp," Logan told Kendall, smiling at the fact that the blonde's favorite out of them was him.
"To tell you the truth, I like you better than those two too," whispered Logan.
Kendall's heart did a flip right then and there. Maybe there was a chance that Logan liked him back. Before he could fantasize anymore, he was interrupted with the vibration coming from his phone. He looked at the screen and saw that he got a text from Katie?
He opened the text and frowned.
Katie: Can you be anymore obvious? And good job on that slip up genius.
"Who's that?" asked Logan when he saw the frown on Kendall's face.
"No one, just some brat who got my number," he told Logan, making an emphasis on the word brat.
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Mrs. Knight dropped them off at the bus stop but didn't leave until her demands were met. It's the same every year, a kiss on the cheek and a hug goodbye, in front of everyone attending camp. The four boys groaned, being forced to do as she wanted afraid that she may do a repeat from their first year at camp. That year, Kendall refused to kiss his mom goodbye because he was too embarrassed to do so in front of everyone. His mom threatened to withdraw him from camp. At first he thought it was an empty threat until she started loading his bags back into the car and approached one of the chaperones to inform them of her last minute decision. After minutes of begging, causing a bigger scene and finally kissing his mother, Mrs. Knight was satisfied. For their first year, Kendall didn't start off with the best reputation.
The ride there was insignificant and to Kendall's dismay, he was now sitting with James instead of Logan since the other two still to look at each other let alone sit together on a 45 minute bus ride.
Once they got to camp, everyone unloaded all their belongings from the bus's side compartment and waited patiently for their camp advisor to meet with them to inform them about the agenda. Everyone chatted amongst themselves, meeting others whom they haven't seen since last summer.
A few minutes later, two camp advisors met them and started the role call. Once everyone was accounted for, they began their yearly welcome speech for those new comers.
"Welcome to Camp Wonky-Donkey! As some of you may already know or maybe heard from older campers, you get to pick your own cabin mate," said one of the advisors.
Kendall glanced at Logan who did the same and smiled at each other, already planning on rooming together. Once they exchanged smiles, they returned their focus back on the advisors.
"Unfortunately this year we are not doing that. Instead, the cabin assignment will be done randomly. Well…not randomly," continued the first advisor.
"Each of you will take an assessment where you will answer questions about yourself. We will assign cabin mates based on similarities. The assessments will be given shortly and after lunch, the results should be out and posted," explained the second advisor.
"For the mean time, you are free to roam camp but be back here in an hour for the assessments," finished the first advisor before both of them waved the campers goodbye.
Kendall just stood there frozen, mouth wide open. He glanced at Logan who shared the same exact expression, only less exaggerated. Logan offered Kendall a nervous smile which did not help Kendall's mood whatsoever. This year was suppose to be different. This year, he was suppose to make his move. How can he, when there's a huge possibility that he won't be roommates with Logan?
God, you just love shitting on my face don't you, thought Kendall.
AN: There we go. I'm not sure about how I feel about this one. This idea just popped out of nowhere and I haven't done an outline so I have no clue where this is heading for now. Anywho, please review to tell me what you think might happen. Like always, stay nerdy.