Amy's P.O.V:
"So," Damon starts, clapping his hands together, getting everyone's attention. "We're going to leave in a few minutes so grab your packs from the cabin. Make sure you have everything because we're not going to be coming back for two weeks."
We all nod and file in the cabin to grab our bags. I heave mine over my shoulder with a lot of effort. It's pretty heavy but I made sure I got everything that was on the list they sent home. I follow the trail of guys out of the cabin.
Damon seems to be looking everyone over. "It seems like me, Jackson and Amy will be best prepared." He says nodding. I give him a confused look, first of all wondering what he's talking about, but secondly, I wonder how he knows my name. "You guys seem to have light packs. If you brought everything that was on the list, you're pack would be a lot heavier. Trust me; you really should've followed the directions."
Ricky and the blonde guy look at their feet so I'm guessing Jackson is the green-eyed guy. "Well if you guys, and girl, have everything I guess we can go." He starts walking down the dirt path and I'm the first to follow, but I stay quite a few steps behind him. He made me nervous, and was pretty intimidating.
I can't help looking at Damon's back though. He may be a little scary but he is also really hot! He glances back and looks at me. "You know, I don't bite. It's a long hike and we'll be pretty bored if we're not talking." I take the hint and walk a bit faster to catch up with him.
"So," He says, trying to make conversation. "Where are you from?"
"I'm from Dryden; it's a small town near Columbus. How about you?
"New York City." He says.
"Wow! What are you doing out in the middle of the forest in Wayne, Ohio?"
He just gives me a sexy smirk. "New York is great, but sometimes you just need to get away from the chaos."
I nod understandingly. We they continue talking about family, pets and anything really.
Ricky's P.O.V:
I couldn't stand watching Amy and Damon talking and flirting. I thought I already staked my claim when I got to camp with her. I glare ahead at their backs, wishing she would have waited for me before catching up to Damon.
The other guys in my group seem fine. I was talking to Sam, the blonde guy earlier. He seems innocent enough. I haven't talked to the guy Jackson yet, but he seems to keep to himself, so I'm fine with him.
I can hear her laugh from back here. It's not like those annoying girls who laugh loud just to get attention. It's genuine and whole-hearted. She turns back to look at our group. I wipe my frown away before she can see it. When she sees me looking she just smiles, and I smile back because I can't help it.
I can't believe I've become so whipped for one girl that I just met. I've always been the player, and I've gotten girls so easily, but Amy's making me work for it, and it just makes me want her that much more. Too bad that guy Damon is in the way.
Amy's P.O.V:
Me and Damon fall into a comfortable silence. I smile at Ricky, and he smiles back. I turn back and look forward and see the steep hill we're about to climb. I guess without me noticing, we got off the nice dirt path and got into the real forest. Crap! I think. I groan and Damon glances over with a smirk.
"That doesn't look like too much fun." I say miserably.
"With the size of your pack? No way!" He says chuckling.
"Thanks!" I say as I glare at him, but I feel the corners of my lips pulling into a smile. Soon we're both just laughing again.
When we actually reach the hill though, my smile fades. My back is already pretty sore from hiking for 4 hours non-stop. I'm sure this hill won't help, especially with all the rocks, tree roots and mud. Damon looks over and notices the small pout I tried to cover.
"Here." He says, offering his hand. I know he isn't being romantic, he just wants to help, but I still get a little bit of butterflies. I put my hand in his as he helps me over a big root. I can feel him doing all the work, because it was so easy. He keeps holding my hand as we make our way around boulders, over roots and stumps and through the mud, helping me the whole way. I don't even let go when I slip in the mud.
"Ahhhh!" I cry out as I lose my balance.
"Woah!" He shouts, attempting to catch me. Unfortunately I go down too quick, pulling him with me. We both end up with butts full of mud, laughing our heads off. He gets up and helps me up. "Thanks for that!" he says, but he's smiling so I know I'm forgiven.
"I'm so so sorry!" I say laughing. He just shakes his head and smiles. Our pants are covered and my t-shirt has mud all along the bottom. The rest of the time he leads me around mud puddles, and holding me steady If we must go through them, but after another hour I need a break.
"Um, Damon?" I say nervously. I don't want everyone to think I'll be holding them back on this trip, but my bag is really heavy, and my shoulders feel like they're on fire and it really sucks walking through the woods with wet, muddy jeans in the scorching heat.
"Yeah?" He says looking over at me.
"Can we, um, can we take a little break?" I pray for his answer to be yes.
"Yeah, sure!" he says. I smile and let out my breath. "We're taking a break guys."
Thank God! I heave my bag off my shoulders and sigh happily at the feeling. I sit down, not bothering to check for dirt since I will be covered in it for the next two weeks. Ricky plops down beside me.
"Hey Am-Woah! Your shoulders!" He says frowning. I glance down at my shoulders and they're pretty torn up. I start to notice a stinging too, now that the weight is off.
"Great! The first day and they're already messed up. Stupid bag! It weighs almost as much as me!" I say angrily.
"Okay, well when we leave, you're taking my pack. It's not nearly as heavy as yours!" He says.
"No Ricky, really! I can deal with it." I say determined not to be the weakest link.
"Do you really want to put your heavy bag back on your shoulders?" He says unhappily. He lightly brushes his fingers over my torn shoulder and I gasp at how much it hurts. "Sorry! I'm Sorry!"
"It's okay, really! But I think I'll take you up on that offer of switching bags." I say sheepishly. "Thanks Ricky!" I say and lean into him.
"No problem, but you should put something on that, a wet towel maybe?" He says, trying to help.
I reach in my pack and do what he says. It feels a lot better. I then put one of the large bandages over my shoulder and tape it down. I put on a light cardigan that covers my shoulders as Damon says it's time to get going.
Ricky grabs my bag and hands me his. I throw it over my shoulder and wince in pain. It still hurts, but not as much. Ricky looks at me with sympathy, but he's done enough for me so I put on a brave face and walk forward, struggling every time the bag rubs against my shoulders.
After two hours of hiking I'm fighting back tears. The bag has rubbed my shoulders raw, even with the protection of bandages and sweaters. I keep going though or else I'll look weak. Damon looks back and I quickly wipe a stray tear that I couldn't hold back.
He stops walking and waits until I catch up. "What's the matter?" He says sounding concerned.
"Nothing." I say breathless, fighting the urge to just drop my bag.
I didn't notice Ricky right behind me but I hear him call up to Damon. "Her shoulders are ripped up from her bag. She took mine 'cause it's lighter but it must be killer her."
I look back and scowl. He's making me look weak. He just shrugs. Damon stops and grabs my arm. "Let me see." He says.
"No really! I'm okay!" I say trying to assure him. Stupid Ricky had to go run his mouth.
"Amy," He says, his voice full of authority. "Take your pack off."
I grunt as I slide it off my shoulders. I take off my cardigan and bandages. He gasps a bit when I take them off. I glance down and grimace at my shoulders. There's blood and the skin has been completely torn off.
"I'm taking your bag." He says, matter-of-factly.
"No you're not! You already have a bag! It will be too heavy!" I say.
"That's fine Amy! You really can't carry yours though." Damon says.
"I can though!" I yell back. The other guys are all staring. "I'm not weak. I can handle it." I say calming down, but still upset.
Damon puts his hand on my arm. "Hey, I know you're not weak, but you need some help. I can take it from here." I just nod, although I don't want to look like a fragile, little girl but I was relieved to be free of that bag rubbing against my shoulders.
Okay, so only one reviewer! That's okay! I was excited enough with just that one! So to clear it up, I don't think I'll get her pregnant. I think it will just be her time at Summer camp. And I know I haven't introduced the other guys yet, but it's coming soon! Btw. Advice still welcome! :)