*Alright, let's try to get back into the groove of things… I SHALL DO THIS! Also, I own Finnick only, and Jessica belongs to the amazing Pokie4Life! I owe them big time from a couple years ago. I GOTTA TRY!*
*Also! I went back and changed up the ages a bit! Sorry peeps!*
Finnick sat down on one side of the bench, looking out with discontent at all the other campers that surrounded him. Shrugging his shoulders a bit, he tried to just be happy. Eyes refocusing on his two new friends in front of him, scoffing a bit as he saw how close both Jason and Jessica were growing. In the end, even he jumped into the conversation. Something about questioning why the sun would wear sunglasses was just so interesting at the time.
For a good solid moment, Finn thought everything was gonna be good for now. Rushing his red-streaked hair out of his face, shaking it a bit as they all joked about. Happily discussing some of the most absurd things… Then that's when things just had to go downhill.
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"Okay, okay! But guys, come on! Who writes a pamphlet about an affair to clear their name? He should've just taken a break in my opinion."
"But Finnick, he was trying to be true to his name! What if he hadn't ever told the world, and it was used against him?" Jason interjected, pointing it out with a grin, before the blonde drank out of his own milk carton. But Jessica just scoffed at both of them.
"Doesn't matter what he did. All I know, is that his wife totally had the right to burn him after that. Along with her sister too, she threw down on him. Girl power!" Jessica cheered, arms thrown in the air, just as a group of three teenage girls swung by their table. Knocking one of their trays to the ground by accident.
Jessica, Jason, and Finnick all turned to look at them. An apologetic look coming to Jessica's face, then spreading to the other two males.
"Sorry about that. Here let me-." Before she could finish her sentence, the tallest of the three stepped out in her atrocious red outfit, a look of disgust plastered on her face.
"Augh, even talking to me takes some guts. Go ahead then. Pick it up!" She demanded, the entire canteen had gone silent, watching them carefully. Damn, this place felt like middle and high school combined… *Shivers internally*. Jessica frowns, leaning down and grabbing the tray before Jason moved to help. Finnick circling around the table to help as well.
"Hah, freaks. Why don't you go spend time with the other freaks?" The girl in green that stood behind the head girl snickers.
"Well, Heather speaks the truth… Except for you… both of you." The girl in red says, pointing to Jessica and then Finnick when the trio stood to look back at the trio of teenage girls. The lead girl looking Jessica up and down, then the two boys.
"What're you two greasy nobodies, doing with a freak like that?" She hisses, glaring at Jason, causing the tallest of them all to look down in shame. Letting Finnick reach out to nudge the other boy with his shoulder while Jessica rested a hand on Jason's arm, both of them trying to comfort the male.
"Because even though both of you are total losers. You-." She gestures to Jessica. "-do have good bone structure." Moving slowly to the shorter of the two boys with a grin, getting a scowl out of Finnick.
"And you… You're quite the little cutie, aren't you?" The younger teen just rolled his eyes, crossing his arms as he moved to sit back down at the bench. Arms resting against the table as he leaned into it, gaze meeting the girl in red's. "Hell yeah I am. Now, why don't you let us get back to what we were doing? And move along."
Jessica grinned, moving to sit beside the other boy. Jason still making a face, as he moved to sit with them as well. "Yeah, unless you want to talk with freaks like us. I suggest you respect it, and get lost."
The three had gone silent, full envy and hatred in their wide, furious eyes. The girl in green stood with her arms pushed back, huffing as she fumed with anger. The girl in yellow seemed mad, but more or less looked out of place within the three. One could tell though, that they were about to throw down, the girl in red standing tall with rage pushing her to raise her fist.
"Hey! Break it up! No fighting in the canteen." An African-American man came in, broad shoulders and a little larger around the middle. Still, coming in at 6'4", the guy was hella intimidating. "Wanna fight? Then take it outside. I'm not having this sort of dilemma in the canteen." His dark eyes going to the three girls.
"Augh! Fine! Ladies!" The girl in red signalled, and the three moved out. While Jessica, Jason, and Finnick all looked towards each other with wide eyes… Then burst out laughing.
Finnick pressed his hand to the table, trying to seize the spurts of laughter that came out of him. Feeling a hand lay on each of his, looking to his own to see both Jason and Jessica had laid one of their hands on each of his individual ones. And from a distance, it may look weird, seeing as three teens were all holding each other's hands. But to Finnick… it felt right.
Jason was smiling his cute little deformed smile as he looked between Jessica and Finnick, A sudden blush coming to his face as he too, noticed their hands.
"I actually have an idea! Maybe you two could meet my mother? She's actually the camp cook, she came when I decided I wanted to give camp a try."
Jessica liked the thought of them all going to meet Jason's mother! Her eyes straying to look around them, meeting gazes that all held very… cruel intentions. So, well, let's bring on the fun. "We'd love to meet your mother. Isn't that right, Finnick?"
"Of course. We've got your back, man. Plus, you said something about her being the cook?" Eyes definitely rolled at this one. Finnick just happened to be that guy who would randomly ask for food, all of them moving to stand from their bench. Hoping that no matter trouble came to them as they headed for the door.
*Cool! I DID IT! I think this was a chapter to test what I can still do with this story… and add in a whole lot of references… Cause I can! XD Anyway. RIOT! AWAY!*