A/N: I know I just updated yesterday, but I couldn't resist. As always, comments and suggestions are definitely welcome. :)

The girls were too busy paying attention to the symbol drawn on the ground to notice that someone was slowly creeping up on them. Olivia tried to keep Alex and Abbie calm, but they kept asking her questions about whether or not they were safe or how much longer until Serena showed up. As Olivia glanced at her watch, the person who was creeping up on her made a final move and tackled Olivia to the ground.

Olivia wanted to scream, but there was too much weight on her body for her to make any noise whatsoever. Abbie and Alex tried to get him off of her, but it was no use. He pulled out a switchblade from his pocket and held it up to Alex and Abbie. Not caring about the risks involved, Abbie kicked it out of his hand and punched him in the face.

"You bitch!" he said as he removed his mask.

"Chucky?" Olivia asked. "What the hell?"

"That bitch friend of yours could have broken my nose, Olivia. What the fuck? I hate you so much right now, Abbie."

"I'll hit you again if I need to," Abbie shouted at him. "I love Olivia and I'd never let anyone hurt her."

"You love Olivia?" Chucky asked. "And Alex is okay with that?"

"Not like that," Olivia pointed out.

"Uh huh, sure," Chucky said as he lead them deeper into the woods. "You three probably do all kinds of kinky shit together. Olivia, you know you strap it on and bend them both over."

"Oh, all the time," Olivia said sarcastically.

"Liv, you know you have a big dick."

Olivia rolled her eyes. "Shut up, Chucky."

"Alex, does she have a big one?" Chucky asked.

"The biggest," Alex chimed in. When she thought no one was looking, she grabbed Olivia by the collar of her shirt and pulled her in for a kiss.

"That was so hot," Chucky told them, his mouth practically hanging open. "Kiss her again. This time, try it open-mouthed."

"You're so gross," Alex told him. "I almost wish we had run into a Satanic cult. They're less annoying than horny frat boys."

"Your girlfriend is the horniest of us all," Chucky told Alex. "You should hear some of the things she says. She's always talking about how you—"

"No one wants to hear that," Olivia interrupted. Chucky was Olivia's roommate during their freshman year, until he moved into his frat house. Since then, Olivia was a regular at his house and all of the guys in the fraternity started to see her as one of their brothers. She'd play sports with them, drink with them, brag about sexual conquests with them, and go on late night adventures with them. They loved Olivia more than they loved their own girlfriends, which often caused drama at their frat house and drama with Alex, especially because they loved Abbie just as much. The guys got along with Alex, but she wasn't on the same level as Abbie and Olivia because she was seen as one of the girlfriends and Olivia made it known that she had a stronghold on her.

"What are you dick holes doing out here?" Abbie asked once the four of them were inside a large tent with sleeping bags scattered all over.

"That's not something I can discuss while sober," Chucky responded. "You ladies want some whiskey? We have a couple of bottles."

"I'd love some," Olivia responded.

"None for me," Alex told him.

"Yeah, me neither," Abbie added.

Chucky nearly dropped the bottle when he heard Abbie refuse alcohol. "Carmichael not having a drink? But you're a fucking beast. You out-drink everyone."

"That was before I got knocked up," Abbie told him.

"Trent got it in?" Chucky asked and Abbie nodded. "Why would you even have sex with that douchebag? Out of every guy and every girl, you choose Trent? What happened to that blonde you were with? I thought you were all serious with her."

Abbie sighed. "I'm a masochist, Chucky. We'll leave it at that."

"You're no fucking fun anymore, Carmichael," Chucky said as he was pouring a cup of straight whiskey for Olivia. "I remember you used to get drunk and be all over Olivia. You gave her a hickey and everything."

"When was this?" Alex asked, angrily.

"A long time ago," Abbie said reassuringly. "You two were broken up. Olivia would never cheat on you."

"When you were busy fucking your sorority sister," Chucky added. "I've seen that girl and all I can say is, 'what the hell, Alex?' She has nothing on Olivia. Olivia loves the fuck out of you."

"I do love the fuck out of her," Olivia said as she scooted over toward Alex. "Chucky, now that you've made my woman hate me again, the least you can do is tell me why you're here."

"We saw you on the side of the road earlier, so we just felt like fucking with you," Chucky began. "If it were just Abbie and Alex, we would have helped, but since you were there…we didn't want to emasculate you in front of your woman…so we just decided to mess with you instead. We split up and followed you toward the motel, just waiting for the right time to strike. I didn't think Carmichael was an assassin, though. Otherwise, I wouldn't have pulled out a blade and tackled you."

"But why were you here to begin with?" Olivia asked.

"It's Creepy Campout," Chucky informed her. After hearing that, Olivia lunged at him and tackled Chucky to the ground.

"You jerk!" Olivia said playfully. "You know I've been wanting to go to Creepy Campout for almost a year now."

"You dropped off the face of the earth," Chucky told her. "I tried calling you and you were all heartbroken over Alex to even hang out with us. If you didn't even want to play Beer Pong with us, why would you want to go to Creepy Campout?"

"Fine, but you're bringing me to the next one…or else," Olivia said as she made a fist at him. "And you know I can kick your ass, Chucky."

"What's Creepy Campout?" Alex asked.

"It's when boys become men," Chucky responded, trying unsuccessfully to get Olivia off of him. Realizing how pathetic he must look, Olivia got off and went back to holding Alex.

"Every three months, these guys pitch a tent in the middle of nowhere during a huge storm and act like dumbasses for a few days," Olivia began. "It's basically them just getting drunk and finding new ways to scare the hell out of each other."

"Like what they did with us?" Alex asked.

"No, they took it easy on us," Olivia told her. "I've heard stories about the time Chucky chased Troy with a chainsaw and then Troy retaliated by drugging Chucky, tying him up, and then taking him to an abandoned cabin where he woke up on a table surrounded by all of the other guys dressed in cloaks. Everyone is fair game here and you never know what is going to happen to you."

"It's right up Carmichael's alley," Chucky told them. "I so wish you weren't knocked up. I've heard about all the shit you've done to your sister throughout the years. You'd be perfect for this."

"What are you guys going to do to Liv?" Alex asked, nervously.

"Oh, we have a special initiation planned for Benson," Chucky said. "How much time you got?"

"Another twenty minutes," Olivia responded.

"Wanna scare the hell out of Jason?"

"That sophomore jerk? You know I do." Olivia quickly downed the rest of her whiskey and took off with Chucky. Alex tried not to be worried about her woman, but with a bunch of drunken college guys, you could never be too careful. To ease her worries, she decided to talk to Abbie. She couldn't help noticing how depressed Abbie looked and she knew it had to be because she had just been downgraded from 'one of the guys' to 'one of the girls'.

"Alex, I'm so sorry," Abbie said glumly. "Not just for today, but for everything. I didn't mean to call you stupid. You know you're not stupid and I know you're not stupid. I really just don't know what's wrong with me."

"Whatever is wrong with you is something you shouldn't face alone," Alex said as she cuddled up to her on the sleeping bag. "You belong with Olivia and me. We both love you. You're Olivia's best friend and I see how happy she is around you, not today, but—"

Abbie started smiling. "Definitely not today."

"I worry about you, Abbie."

"I worry about you, too, Alex. You always seem so worked up. I want to help you let go."

"And I want to help you get a grip," Alex teased. "Are you scared?"

"More like terrified," Abbie admitted. "Last time, I had Serena for moral support. This time, I'm all alone."

"No, you're not," Alex told her. "You have me. I'd say you had Olivia, too, but I don't think she's all that mature yet. She still wants to be a frat boy."

After saying that, their conversation was interrupted by the sound of a guy screaming loudly in the distance followed by Chucky and Olivia laughing hysterically.

"She'll mature eventually," Abbie assured her. "We all do."

"I hope it's soon," Alex sighed. "She still wants to binge drink with the guys and do stupid things like this. I want her to grow up. I want to marry her and start a family with her, but look at the way she is right now. We were making progress at the beach and she was acting mature, but as soon as we get around her friends, it's like we've made no progress at all and I have to start over with getting her to be the way I want her to be."

"Alex, chill. It'll be okay," Abbie insisted. "Instead of wanting Olivia to change and trying to get her to change, why don't you just enjoy being with her? These are some good times. You're never going to be this young again, Alex, and neither is Olivia. Just let her enjoy herself for one more year and then she'll be in the academy and she'll start to take things seriously. You know how Olivia is—she's so passionate. She never half-asses anything that's worth doing. When she's in the academy, she'll be as dedicated to that as she is right now to her radio show and her boys. These guys are good to her and they only have one year together before graduation. Give her that one year, Alex. What's one year compared to spending the rest of your life with her? Be grateful you have her, Alex. There's plenty of girls out there who would want her just the way she is."

"I guess you're right," Alex said, trying to hide the single tear that had just streamed down her cheek.

"I have something to show you," Abbie told her in an attempt at getting Alex to cheer up. "Something I've never shown anyone other than Trent."

"What is it?" Alex asked. "Don't keep me in suspense."

Abbie lifted up her sweatshirt to reveal the slightest hint of a baby bump that was forming. It wouldn't have been noticeable on most women, but Abbie's thinness made it all the more noticeable.

"You're starting to show!" Alex said excitedly. "It's all so real now!"

"I know I'm hardly showing at all, but it's still a big deal for me," Abbie told her. "I read that I'm going to be showing earlier since it's my second pregnancy. I'm going to do everything right this time, Alex, even if I'm going to be doing everything alone."

"You won't be alone," Alex reassured her. "Like I said, you have me. I think I'm just as excited as you are."

It was time for them to leave, so Abbie and Alex got out of the tent so they could search for Olivia. The search ended in less than a minute once they saw Olivia tossed over the shoulder of a guy carrying a fake machete. The guy returned Olivia to Alex and Abbie with twigs and dirt in her hair, her shirt ripped, and fake blood smeared all over her.

Olivia high-fived the guy with the fake machete. "Jason nearly peed in his pants. That was the best twenty minutes of my life! I can't wait until October!"

"I miss doing weird things like that," Abbie said through her laughter.

Alex rolled her eyes at the two of them. She was trying to be excited for Olivia, but she just couldn't do it. All she wanted to do was get out of there as fast as she could and she was grateful when Olivia's mom finally arrived. It was going to be a long ride back to the beach. Olivia and Abbie still weren't talking to each other and the three of them had a lot of explaining to do, but Alex didn't mind. The sooner she got away from the Campout, the better.