Hey, guys. Well, here's the second chapter of WTCJ! Please review!

As Munkustrap returned to the table, after trashing tye remains on his tray, he took his seat next to Demeter and watched Tugger and Alonzo argue,

"What? No way, I could totally beat everyone in our dorm at poker!"

"Yeah. Suuurree you can."

"I can!"

"Wanna bet?"

"As a matter of fact, I do. Boys. Poker. Tonight."

The girls giggled at the foolish argument as Munkustrap smiled evily to himself. Demeter put half of the sandwich down, stuffed. She offered it to Mungojerrie, who accepted gratefully. Rumpleteazer then spoke,

"'Ey, Mungo, you've go' an appetoite."

"Wha'? Oi didn't eat lunch!"

"Oh..."

The two calico's then began to spark conversation as Derek came up to the front steps of the mess hall. He cleared his throat and then brought Hella up with him,

"Hey campers!"

The whole mess hall seemed to erupt with enthusiasm as cats, belly's full and camp T-shirts on, cheered in responce. The two counselors smiled half heartedly at the responce, as Jason continued,

"Okay. As we have calculated, each age group has 12 members. 6 boys and 6 girls."

"Yep! And so, we are going to pair up a boy and girl from each age group,-"

"And we are going to go on a nighthike up Jellicle Mountain."

Everyone at the 13 table looked from one another, as one of the five counselors appeared at each table. The curious newbie teenagers watched as Jason appeared at their table. He smiled at them,

"Hey, guys. You guys are now group D, for being the fourth oldest group. I am Jason, your counselor. Now, I will now assign partners, and they will be your partner for the entire summer. Got it?"

Group D nodded obediantly and looked again to tye rest of the group. Munkustrap, on the other hand, looked longingly to the door. Jason smiled again, and read from his clipboard,

"Alrighty, then. Rum Tum Tugger and Bombalurina. Mungojerrie and Rumpleteazer. Alonzo and Cassandra. Macavity and Victoria. Skimbleshanks and Jennyanydots. Munkustrap and Demeter."

The new partners looked to eachother, and shrugged as all the counselors returned to the steps. Derek signaled the noisy kid-crowd to silence. Once silent, he smiled,

"You have an hour of dorm-time before the hike. Please meet at the bonfire at 7:30 sharp. Okay?"

The mess hall agreed noisily, and began to file out in groups of six. Once the Group D boys were released, they walked at different paces towards their den, Munkustrap trailing behind.

The Group D girls were released too, as Demeter and Bombalurina set off together. Bomba looked from boy to boy, looking for something conversation worthy. Her eyes then settled on Munkustrap, who was trudging solemnly,

"Wow, look at that poor loser."

"Bomba!"

"What? We've been waiting all year for camp, and he looks like he's at the vet!"

"Well, don't be so judgemental. He may be okay!"

"Maybe he just needs...a little cheering up."

"What are you talking abou-Bomba, don't!"

"Why?"

"Of all people to flirt with, why him?"

"He's not the worst looking guy I've come across..."

"You're so shallow. Besides, he doesn't look like the flirting type, anyway..."

"Don't be so judgemental."

"Oh, hardy-har-har."

Demeter grudgingly walked with her sister, following the tabby into Cabin 9. Bomba shut the door, and looked around the room. Tugger, who was only in boxers, ran to the bathroom. He had been changing. Mungojerrie then looked at the girls,

"What are you guys doing here?"

"Derek never said we had to go to OUR dens."

"...Good point. Have a seat."

Demeter sat in a chair, hugting her legs to her chest as Bomba sat on Munkustrap's bunk, next to the tabby himself, and sedectively wrapped her tail around his waist,

"Hey, Tiger."

"Erm...what?"

"Wow, your father must be a proud dad, eh?"

"...I don't know much about him..."

"Oh, why's that?"

"He's stationed in Afghanistan."

"Oh...sorry...um...ugh! I give up!"

"Okay?"

She hopped off of Munkustrap's bunk. Time for a new project. She shrugged and laid on Tugger's unoccupied bunk, as the Maine Coon returned, frowning as he sat on the floor.

"Uh...what are you guys doing in here?"

"Hey, Derek never said we had to go in OUR den."

"...I like your thinking, partner."

Munkustrap left for the restroom, and closed the door as Demeter made sure he was out of earshot. She waited till the door was closed and locked before turning to the guys,

"What's his problem?"

"I dunno. Obviously, to turn down such a sexy girl, there must be something."

Bombalurina then smiled at Tugger's comment, as Skimbleshanks explained his not wanting to be at Camp Jellicle. The girls nodded as Munkustrap returned silently, jumping up to his bunk. He began to read as the others continued to chat.

"So...the hike tonight! That should be fun!" said Skimble suddenly.

"Yeh! Cloimbing eez so fun!" enthusiased Mungojerrie.

"Yeah, Skimble, Jenny thinks your pretty cute." smiled Demeter.

"REALLY?" beamed Skimbleshanks in his heavy scottish accent.

"Yeah, she does." Demeter encouraged, patting Skimble's shloulder.

"Did you guys see my spoon stunt?" chimed Tugger suddenly.

"...Epic fail..." said Munkustrap from behind his book.

Tugger shot a sideways glare at Munkustrap, who quietly appologized. The alarm went off, as the 8 kids sprung up to head for the bonfire, looking forward to the hike...

...all except Munkustrap...

That will be my last update until either Wednesday afternoon or Friday night. Most likely Friday night. PLEASE REVIEW!

Wish me luck at school

-Vince