CHAPTER FOUR - LIFEBOATS


Cam's pov

(Memory)

The red-haired girl walks over to Troy and I, holding three beers in her hands.

One for me.

One for Troy.

One for her.

"Hey," she smiled as she hand us the beers.

I look at the bottle.

I've never drank before (never given the opportunity to) maybe I should try it.

I twist the cap off of the bottle and take a sip.

Erm...

It's not bad, but it's not good either.

I eye Troy, who's already downed half of his.

He stops chugging, eyes me eyeing him, and gives a small smile.

"Well...," Troy says, "I'm going to leave you two alone, now."

I nervously shake my head at him, meaning I don't want him to leave me.

Troy grins, gives me a pat on the back, and leaves the girl and I.

Oh crap.

Troy's left.

What do I do now?

My eyes flicker back over to the-girl-with-red-hair.

She's not looking at me, but she does when she feels my eyes on her.

With a grin, she says, "Hey."

I respond back with a "hey" as well.

"So...," she starts, "how do you like Green Acres so far?"

"I'm not sure," I answer, "well i-it seems okay."

"Oh, its great here."

"How long have you been going here?"

"Just last year and this year."

"Oh. Been to any of the parties?"

"No. This is my first."

"Cool," I say, then Troy catches my eye.

He's maybe 40 feet away from where the red-haired girl and I are standing. He's mouthing something to me.

I give him a confused look.

Suddenly, he points to me and the girl and starts air humping.

I roll my eyes.

"What are you looking at?" The girl asks me, then tries to look over her shoulder.

But I quickly grab her hand and spin her around, causing her to drop her beer.

"Whoa," she giggles, "You're going to make me dizzy."

I stop spinning her."Sorry." I apologize. I try to let go of her hand, but she doesn't loosen her grip on mine.

Wait.

Does she want to hold my hand?

I yank my hand out of hers as gently as possible, hoping not to offend her in any way.

Dont get me wrong, she's a pretty girl and all...it's just...Troy.

I don't know.

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The red-haired girl and I are talking and getting to know one another.

(For some reason, names have not come up).

All of the sudden, Troy jogs over to us.

"What is up with you two" He questions.
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Nothing much," the red-haired girl states, "just talking."

"Hmm...just talking." Troy says.

He leans over to the girl and whispers in her ear.

What is he telling her?

The girl is smiling.

"Really?" She questions.

Really what?!

Troy nods as he backs away from the girl's ear.

The-girl-with-red-hair takes a step closer to me and kisses me.

I don't know what to do, other than kiss her back.

Wow, my first kiss...

What'd Troy say?

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(Present)

I follow Maya into the woods.

Its dark, but I can still see.

I avoid tripping over or running into trees and/or logs.

"Whoa whoa whoa," I repeat as I catch up to Maya. "What's wrong?" I ask with genuine concern.

Maya wipes her eyes.

"Nothing." She insists.

"Doesn't look like nothing," I state.

Maya and continue walking in a straight path.

"I know Troy probably made you mad—"

"Mad?!" She interrupts me, slightly raising her voice a lot higher than before when she said "nothing", "I'm way passed mad. More like pissed and disappointed."

I listen to her rant.

"At first, I had thought he was a 'nice guy who ya know...probably liked me', but turns out he's just a horny, perverted boy that I want absolutely nothing to do with anymore!"

I try to hold back a smirk that's trying to come across my face.I'm glad that she doesn't want Troy anymore, but I...I can't help but feel bad.

Maya seems like a great girl and Troy made her upset.

I don't want her to feel that way...

"Troy..." I say, "Troy's just... something."

Maya doesn't respond; she steps over a log that is in her path. " I don't know why you're even here; I'm not going to give him another chance."

I do the same and continue to talk, "Maya, I'm not going to try to convince you to give Troy another shot. He blew his and I think you deserve better guy."

Maya scoffs, "Like who...you?"

"Yes."

Maya stops walking and looks at me. "You're not my type."

"What?" I huffed, "I'm not you're type..."

Maya turns and begins walking again. I speed up to her.

"What's you're type then?" I ask her.

"Anyone but you and Troy."

"Whoa. Don't label me an asshole just because Troy fucked up. I'm nothing like him."

"Of course you are."

"No Maya, I'm not."

"Can you leave me alone?" she inquires, "I'm going back to my cabin."

"Are you sure?... Because your going the wrong way. You're supposed to go left instead of right."

She then switches her direction and I follow.

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We arrive at her cabin.

"You really shouldn't have walked me back." Maya declares.

"Maya, I really am nothing like Troy."

"Whatever." she says and reaches for the doorknob.

"Maya..." I stop her by grabbing the hand that extended out for the knob.

I look down and look into her blue eyes.

She looks into mine.

I feel the overwhelming urge to kiss her right now.

And I give in to it...

I lean down and kiss my on her lips.

Immediately, I am pushed away and my cheek is slapped, hard.