Chapter 4

Edward's POV

The first night here was really boring. I just lay in bed the whole night, for I couldn't leave. But I was entertained for a while by Jacob and his little buddy's thoughts. But of course, I do feel a little bad for them. A little. But I can't believe Jacob made him wear bunny pajamas. That's cold. Though, the little boy's thoughts weren't too embarrassed.

There was a trumpet playing outside, and everyone in my cabin reluctantly rolled out of bed. I though, was very grateful for being able to do something besides staring at the ceiling.

I hopped out of bed. "Good morning, kids."

They all moaned.

"Oh now, come on! Let's get dressed and go have fun!"

Since I don't usually . . . you know, sleep, I never actually bought pajamas. So I was wearing one of Emmett's shirts and some of Jasper's sweat pants. I looked ridiculous, but I don't think these boys really cared.

I HATE YOU EDWARD!

I looked to who thought that, but I just shrugged it off, for if I was a kid—and human—then I don't think I would really be too fond of the person making me wake up.

But after a couple minutes, they were actually functioning like humans, and they started to get dressed. And after we all were, I looked at that packet Bella gave me.

"Uh . . ." I scanned the packet. "I think we have to go to the Mess Hall, now."

There was a roar of relief, and everyone headed for the door.

Soon, we all scrunched out, and I led them to breakfast. It was so packed, I had to walk on my tip-toes. But soon, I saw the counselor table. So I got my food—apple—and sat down in my designated spot.

I picked at the apple so it would look like I took bites out of it, until Jacob and Kristy sat down across from me.

OH MY! There he is! HE IS SO AMAZING!

I smiled at them, awkwardly, and then I looked to Jacob. His eyes were wide.

Get her away from me!

"Good morning, Jacob." I made sure I didn't make eye contact with Kristy.

"Good morning, EDWARD!" She stuttered.

Reluctantly, I turned to her. "Good morning."

Even his voice is beautiful!

Jacob looked down at his tray which was full of bacon, eggs, and a huge omelet. God how much can he eat? I winced as he started to dig in, but when I looked away, I saw Kristy staring at me. My eyes widened.

Hello beautiful! I'm here, waiting for you!

I blinked and then looked at my apple.

I want that apple!!!!!!!!

I grimaced.

"So, Edward." Jacob said with a mouthful of eggs, "Do you have any fat stupid kids in your cabin?"

I shrugged. "I haven't really gotten to know them."

He winced. "I have. Last night. 3:30 am. Outhouse. Not pretty."

Kristy started laughing loudly. "Yeah, that was funny Jake!" She put her hand on his muscle. "SO STRONG!!"

Jacob made a face and pulled his arm away.

Oops, I went a little too far there.

I so wanted to out loud agree with her thoughts, but I just sat there, and picked at my apple some more.

And after Jacob gulped down two trays of what looked like a feast, Mr. Thompson walked up to the center of the mess hall.

"Okay everyone!" He yelled so all the kids could here. "Let's all come to the Camp Center!"

Everyone put their trays in the middle of their tables, and we shuffled out to the Camp Center.

And when we got there, we all looked at him as he got behind the podium.

"Okay, now I'm now going to divide you all into your districts. Edward is red, Jake is yellow, and Kristy is green." He motioned for us to stand beside him. "I will call your name, and you will grab your color bandana. The bandanas are in this box," he pointed to a cardboard one that he pushed out from behind the podium just now.

So for the next ten minutes, or so, he called everyone's name and their districts.

I got some people who were in my cabin and others who weren't. They seemed like a pretty good group. I smiled at them warmly, and they all looked carelessly around, except for one chubby girl. She stared at me with wide eyes and a smile.

"Hello . . ." I grimaced at her.

MY DARLING!

I rolled my eyes.

He is so YUMMY!!

I looked over to Jacob so I wouldn't be looking at her. He was staring at me, his eye twitching.

I have the pee boy.

I smiled and zoned into the minds of his kids to see if anyone had a massive crush on him as well. Yes, of course. There was this little red head staring at him, her eyes filled with wonder.

I wonder if he has a girlfriend. If he does . . . I'll KILL HER!!!!!!

My eyes widened and I looked back to my group. "So, we're gonna have fun."

They smiled at me, not sure if they should, "Whoo!" or something.

"So, what do we do first?" A little boy without his front teeth asked.

I looked around. "Uh . . . right now we need to wait for Ted to give us instructions."

"I WANNA PLAY!" He growled as he kicked my shin. He screamed. "OWW!!!!"

My eyes widened. "Are you okay?"

But he didn't answer; he just started hopping around on his uninjured foot and hugged the one he kicked me with.

Mr. Thompson ran to him and got on his knees so he was at eyelevel. "Oh Timmy, are you okay?"

He stopped hopping and looked down at his foot, then at Mr. Thompson and nodded.

BUT THAT GUY'S A FREAK!

I rolled my eyes.