Part 1- Getting Lost
This isn't even good, but I have been wanting to write a Caulscott or Grahamscott fanfiction for the longest time. And honestly, Warren and Nathan should've kissed in the first episode.
I WILL AWLWAYS BE A SLUT FOR nathan prescott
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"Nathan"
"What?"
"I'm bored."
"Don't fucking blame me for this shit, it was you who dragged me into this mess or camping or whatever this thing is called."
Max frowns as her gaze move towards Nathan's sitting figure. There wasn't anything better to do anyway.
Why is she even hanging out with Nathan Prescott?
He wasn't like the old Nathan who smoked weed and got so high he couldn't even tell whether or not he had a dick or a vagina. Everything started to get better when she found him in the middle of the hallway. He told her everything. The Dark Room, Jefferson. Max brought him to David. David Madsen. Remember the guy who kept creepy files of girls like Kate, Max. Chloe's stepdad. That police officer. Wowsers, how she mistook that guy to be as sick as Jefferson. Jefferson was immediately arrested for his sick doing. Taking photos of innocent girls in his stupid dark room. Sick fucker. And who could've guessed? After Madsen reported that Nathan was being used and blackmailed to do Jefferson's dirty work to his father, he went over to Nathan and pulled his son that he had neglected into his arms. Well, it was a rumor. She hadn't been there when it happened, but the change of air in the atmosphere around Nathan and his father told it all. Nathan actually started to smile. Laugh. And best of all, it was all genuine. Besides-
"Can you stop fucking staring at me, freckles?" Nathan sneered, glaring holes into her. Max shudders. Even if he lost the attitude, he still possesses the power to turn anyone shrink at the sight of him.
"Nathan," Max fall back onto my pillow and look up into the tent's ceiling. Her eyes squint was the warm light shines through the top, illuminating the area. Took them hours to actually put this shit together.
"I'm hella bored," she whines. It was torture.
"Do something."
She scoffs. Prescott thinks being bored is fun. Max shifts her body, facing her blue backpack. Her hands dug through the bag, pushing contents away from one another until she finally found it.
She opened the paper square up until it formed into a picture of the woods.
"Nathan," Max says again.
"What the fuck is it now, Freckles?" His eyes were still on that camera. Man, does he ever get old of that thing?
Max grins and flip over the map so that it was facing him.
"Let's go on a hike"
His eyes finally peeled off of the camera and onto the map. His stare then faced back onto his camera.
"No." He retorted "who wants to go on a boring hike?"
Then what are we supposed to do?
"Fuck your selfie Prescott," She mutters under her breath.
"If you wanna go, go by yourself."
"But that would be no fun." Max crossed her arms, her patience is seriously running thin on this guy. "What if I get raped by a bear or something?"
Nathan chuckles under his breath.
"Then-"
"No" Max interrupted him, " I invited you here. So you are going to have fun with me. And you will have no excuses to get out of this." She crawled over to him and snatch the pricey camera away. His eyes instantly widened.
"Whatthefuckever."
She shot him a toothy smiled. "You know, even if you're not happy, I know you're smiling on the inside."
"Shut the fuck up Freckles."
Max rolled her eyes.
She grabbed the map and stuff her old polaroid into her bag, prepared to take some pictures of nature.
"You said we'd be there by now," said Nathan "where's the fucking lake?"
"I-I don't know, Nathan" Max looked at the map once again. " This is supposed to be Lake Toucan." She looked around for the supposed lake. But all she saw were trees, trees, lots of trees, have she mentioned trees yet?
"Well, I don't see any lake here Freckles. Do you?"
Max looked closely at the map. She flip the piece of paper around so that it was upside down. Or so she thought it was.
"Nathan?" She says slowly. This isn't good. He's going to flip.
"What?"
"We're lost."
"No, we aren't" Max shook her head, sensing denial. Nathan felt sick.
"Do you see a fucking lake?!" She yells. Max sets herself on a stump.
"No, I do not!" He yells back.
She rubs her temple, cold sweat already forming.
"The map was upside down this whole time."
Silence. No reply. No statements. No nothing.
Nathan then bursts out into laughter.
"U-Upside down?" More laughter. "Man Freckles, I knew you were stupid, but I didn't think you were this stupid."
...
"Nathan," She whispers.
"Wh-hehe-at"
"You do know we're lost too, right? I don't know the way to our tent."
"Shit"