Not even two days have passed since I finished my 95 chapters long story and I already posted another one XD (It's called Freckled Cute -Stupid! Bastard. Check it out if you're interested! I'd appreciate it!)

This story is honestly just a small idea I had about Jean and Marco sharing a room during summer camp and doing... things in the woods (ifuknowwhatimean) O/O Also, I wanted to do something different. Everything I've written about my OTP here is always on Jean's POV and I'm not sure whether or not try both of their POVs (I can't do third person. I just suck at it).

For those who read F.C.S.B (Freckled Cute blah blah XD), here's my next story! You guys know how I wrote that story (I'll try not to drag this one so much) so I'd appreciate it if you compare and tell me how I'm doing with this one! I don't want to be repetitive so you'll notice how different they'll be from that story!

I hope you enjoy it and it would be really helpful for me if you leave critics and comments, sharing your opinions and everything, you know, letting me know how I'm doing and all that! :)

Disclaimer: I do not own Attack on Titan.

Summer Camp Love

Chapter One

School summer camp. Worst. Vacation. Ever.

I mean, what's a vacation for? To get away and not do anything that's school related, right? You don't want to think about school on a vacation, nu-uh, you just wanna forget all about it and enjoy your free time.

That's not the case with me.

With the school bus packed with lousy and annoying kids and teachers scolding everyone, my summer vacation sucks -and it just began! Great!

But at least I got friends here with me!

I was leaning against my seat's window, staring glumly at the passing pine trees, when one of them approached me, -"Hey, Jeanbo, let's spit on some passing cars!"

I looked at Reiner, a tall and bulky blondie that overdoes it with workout and girls -if you catch my meaning. He's the type of guy that has his pockets full of condoms all the time, -"Ha! That sounds like fun!"

-"Then c'mon!"- Reiner said, pulling me out of my seat and dragging me to end of the bus. I followed him, ignoring the fact that I got scolded and seated in the front for fooling around like this in the first place. What can I say? I'm the rebellious and bad-boy sort of guy! And I'm bored too! These kids were having more fun than me and that's not fair, -"Heads up! There's a Mercedes coming up, boys!"

-"Holy shit, guys,"- Spoke a bumbling and high-strung shaved guy called Connie, -"We really gonna do this?"

-"What, you chicken, Potatoman?"- Mocked Eren, a hot-headed and snarky guy, imitating a chicken and bawk-ing.

Me and everyone here on the back started imitating a chicken too.

Connie's face reddened, flustered, -"N-no way!"- He replied, his lips pouting, -"I'm not a chicken!"

-"Then start spitting!"- We all stuck our heads out the windows, eyes locked on the approahing, fancy Mercedes and gaped our mouths. We bubbled up saliva and waited, -"On my mark…,"- Reiner slurred, his mouth crammed with his drool, -"… NOW!"

Once the car was beneath us, we spit and started laughing when all our salivas sloshed on the car's front crystal, like bird poop. We laughed even more when the owner started a tantrum, wagging his fists at us and berating something unhearable. We mocked him, sticking our tongues out and mimicking him all ratty. His reaction just made us laugh even more, making us slump back on the seats with arms around our abdomens.

It wasn't until the bus suddenly halted and the owner of the car popped in that our guffaw diminished. What's worse, he pointed only at me. Can you believe that?! As expected, I got scolded and seated at the front, again. These teachers are boring and predictable.

This time, though, I was seated with someone I really can't stand, someone that really annoys me. This time, I was seated with the guy that no one wants to be around with, the laughingstock and the dupe. He's the nerdy and ugly type of guy that watches those weird japanese shows or whatever for kids. He's the damn weeaboo and otaku nobody stands in our class, -"Hey, gimme my spot."- I spat, glaring at him. He had my favorite spot beside the window, fuck's sake.

He didn't replied -hell, he didn't even heard me.

-"Damn weeaboo,"- I cursed and jolted his shoulder. He finally gazed at me and those stupid freckles on his face annoyed me, -"Move your ass. That's my spot."

-"What?"- He dropped the single earbud he had on his ear. So he did heard me before! He ignored me! Fucking asshat.

-"I said move your nasty ass."- I repeated, tapping my foot furiously.

-"No way,"- He replied with irritation, putting on his earbuds again, -"Go find your own spot, dick."

Feisty motherfucker... -"I'm not gonna repeat myself twice, weeaboo."- Why is he like that only with me? He's usually shy... or that's what he appears to be in front of others.

-"Neither will I, twerp."

-"Whaddya called me, freak?"- I spat back, gripping his usual... anime whatever coat.

-"Kirshtein!"- Our home school teacher yelled, -"Sit. Down!"

I waved my arms up in exasperation and sat down beside the fucking, smelly, boring, stupid, asshat weeaboo, -"Fuck it, I'm not wasting anymore saliva on you."- I spoke, scornful.

-"That's great. Now I won't have to listen to your rambling."- He spat back, just as scornful and quickly gazed out through the window, with earbuds in his ears playing that awful japanese crap.

I gritted my teeth and clutched my seat's leather. This fucking asshole... always getting out with what he wants!

I nibbled the front seat's leather for the rest of the ride, fuming and muttering obscenities the whole time. I also often glared at the fucking weeaboo beside me, who kept looking through the window the whole damn ride to the summer camp. I was bored and furious out of my mind but I couldn't do anything. I was literally at the front, front seat behind the rider's and the teachers were keeping the keen eye on me.

So... I started bugging the asshole next to me, prodding, kicking and insulting him but he really, really ignored me.

We finally reached the summer camp and I was literally the first one that got out, pushing past the little kiddos and taking fresh air once my foot set place on the grass. I stared up at the clear sky and breathed deeply. One more second in there beside that freak and I would've have exploded.

I waited for my friends to dismount the bus before we headed towards the fore of the summer camp lodge. The teachers called us one by one to proclaim who we'll be staying with for the rest of the summer. My buddies and I were bro-hugging each other, hoping we'll be dispatched to the same room but...

If sitting beside that weeaboo wasn't enough..., -"Jean Kirshtein, you will be sharing your room with... Marco Bodt."

... he was assigned as my roommate.

My summer vacation sucks.

Thank you for taking your time to give this story a shot ;) I appreciate it! Have a good night (or day!)