…What's not to like, I told myself.
It was "relaxation period," as Caitlin had dubbed the hour before we were supposed to be in our dorms. We sat at a small table outside the canteen, playing poker with Jolly Ranchers. Roxie held a can of A&W in her hand. After Fred folded, he waited for it to be Roxie's turn before he swiped the unopened can of root beer and shook it as hard as he could. Unfortunately for him, Roxie noticed. There began a violent fight over the can, which in a few minutes was under so much pressure that it burst in the side and began to spray root beer everywhere. A/N: This actually happened to "Roxie" at my own band camp. It was awesome.
"Augh!" yelled Roxie as the soda sprayed her in the face. "Fred- Weasley- you- owe- me- another- root- beer!"
He merely grinned and watched her pout and drip soda. She examined her arm.
"Ow, you cut me with that can," she said, in pain but half-laughing at the same time. The cut ran neatly over her wrist.
"Cutter," Fred grinned. Roxie kicked him.
We decided to hightail it out of there before we got caught "fighting," so Brendan cleared away the mildly damp cards and we raced to our dorms, yelling hurried goodbyes.
Our dorm leaders, Penelope, Elisa, and Lea, called us to order, took attendance, and sent us to our dorm rooms. Once there, Caitlin whispered,
"Midnight fiesta, our room, five minutes!"
We squealed. Roxie and I threw the luggage into the closet and moved the computers off of the tables, replacing them with bags of chips and cookies, compliments of Roxie, Rose, Luna, and Hermione.
"Guess I wasn't the only one with a sweet tooth to satisfy," she grinned. Soon, there was a box of cupcakes too.
"Okay, guys, we have to be quiet about this. If our dorm leaders find out…" Kristy warned. We decided to all sit in a circle with the food in the middle and chat.
"Soooo, I say that before we get to talking we should get to know each other," stated Ginny. Everyone agreed, only I saw Hermione and Luna give her fleeting glances.
"Okay, my name is Ginevra Molly Weasley and I'm a witch."
"A what," asked Kristy and Rose at the same time.
"A witch. See, here," Ginny pulled a polished stick from her back pocket and pointed it in the middle of the circle. Another box of cupcakes appeared. Everyone but Hermione and Luna stared.
"…Wow," said Roxie, breaking the silence. "Cool!"
"We are too," Hermione indicated Luna and herself.
"Good cupcakes," grinned Caitlin, who had selected a chocolate-frosted one and was devouring it.
"Thanks," Ginny said, satisfied. The rest of us shared a bit of information, though nothing quite as exciting as Ginny's pronouncement.
"Let's play truth or dare!" suggested Luna excitedly. We all thought this was a good idea so Hermione replenished the food in the middle and started.
"Okay, Kristy, truth or dare?"
"Dare," said Kristy, surprising us all; usually Kristy was the one who always picked truth.
"Okay…um…" Hermione thought a bit. Ginny whispered something into her ear.
"No, Ginny, that's mean," Hermione frowned at her. "But I supposed if we changed it…"
Kristy gulped dramatically.
"Okay, I dare you to go ding-dong-ditch our dorm leaders," Hermione told her. Kristy's mouth dropped. We were supposed to be asleep! But she stood up and walked out the door.
"Wow, I didn't think she'd do it," Caitlin said, impressed. We heard a knock, knock sound down the hallway, followed by quick footsteps made as quietly as possible. She closed the door, and a second later we heard another one open…and close. Kristy let out her breath.
"Whew, that was nerve-wracking," Kristy grinned. "Hermione, Ginny, Luna, can you soundproof the hallways so we're not caught?" All three obliged, creating a nice barrier.
"Okay, Caitlin, truth or dare?"
"Truth." Another surprise. Perhaps Caitlin didn't want to risk getting in trouble like Kristy almost did.
"All right, if you could choose one of Ginny's brothers, who would you date?" Kristy glanced at Ginny, who raised her eyebrows but looked interested.
"Good question," said Caitlin. "Probably George…cuz he's a senior and he plays trumpet." I grinned at her. "Any other reasons?"
"No."
"Mm-hmm…" I said, laughing. "Well, it's your turn anyway."
"Okay, Luna, truth or dare?"
"Truth." This wasn't a surprise, we couldn't really imagine Luna picking dare.
"Okay," Caitlin said. "Hermione, Ginny, help me pick something."
"Well, we really would like to know who Luna likes," Hermione smiled at her friend. "Because she won't tell us. So ask that."
"Okay, Luna, what Hermione said."
Luna blushed and grinned at everyone.
"Come on, we know you like someone, just say it!" Hermione exclaimed.
"Neville, but I kinda like Brendan too…" Luna said. Everyone grinned.
"Oh, well, that's good," Ginny smiled. Everyone looked at her questioningly. "Oh, nothing, just browsing through Ron's journal again the other day… well, never mind. Luna, your turn."
I laughed. Ginny could be so amusing.
Round about 2:30 in the morning, we had moved on from Truth or Dare to Caitlin's "Trumpet Would You Rather" which was exactly like regular Would You Rather except there was another choice - spoon your eye out. Everyone was mildly disgusted, but Caitlin just shrugged.
By 3:30, everyone's imaginations were running low, fueled only by Red Bull and cupcakes. As this made for a scary combination, we decided to finally sleep for our big day tomorrow.
Come on, it can't be Band Camp without the super clichè truth or dare scene! Review equals one of Ginny's cupcakes this time. Any flavor you want.