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GUYS I'M SO SORRY FOR THE LONG WAIT! This chapter took me forever to write for some reason, but I'm really sorry! Thank you all for the support with everything though!

So, here's what i'll do with the whole responding to your reviews thingy. I'll try out the new way I was explaining, doing guest responses in the chapters and user responses in PMs. I'll just see how it goes this way, and if I like the other way better I'll go back to it!

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Selena's POV

Don't worry about it Selena. He's just a dumb flirt… maybe he's a handsome dumb flirt, but Demi doesn't like him that way. That's what I tell myself as we do the cheer in front of the other groups. Why am I telling myself that? Because the entire time that Miss Munroe- err, Demi (I've got to get used to calling her that) - is doing her rap, that tuna guy never takes his eyes off of her. And it's not like he's just looking at her, he's basically undressing her with his eyes. I've never been one to be jealous before, so I don't think I would call myself that… or maybe I can call myself jealous. I mean, when you're dating an older girl who's as gorgeous as Miss- Demi, you're probably bound to feel this way. Especially when we're not even really dating yet. We will be hopefully by this Friday, which I am beyond excited about.

"Come on Selena, we're heading back," Miss Munroe, I'll call her that when she's in teaching mode, tells me after we're done the cheer. A lot of people compliment us on the whole thing, especially having Miss Munroe rap, on the way back.

By the time we get back to our site, I'm practically dying from all of the walking. I don't understand how the others do it. Well, I'm not alone with this- Richard and I are in the same boat. The rest of them are athletic. Bridget, Zendaya, and Taylor are cheerleaders. Miley and Emily may not be cheerleaders, but they play girls basketball. Justin, well he's the school jock, so that's self explanatory. And Demi/ Miss Munroe, well I don't really know about her. I can tell she's gorgeously fit, so I guess she must be pretty athletic too.

A man appears from the woods, dressed in camouflage and beige. He steps beside Miss Munroe and drops a cage next to him, along with the handle that's connected to a large container that he's dragging.

"So," Miss Munroe says as we form a circle around her and the man, "this afternoon we have a visitor. He works with training and taking care of animals," she turns to the man. "You can introduce yourself if you wish."

He steps up, "Hi you guys. My name is Jim. As your teacher has told you, I work with training and taking care of animals. I brought along my friends Peter and Horch. Peter is a Brown Water Snake. He is nonvenomous. Horch is an alligator. Don't worry, he's just here for you all to look at, I won't let him out of his cage."

The evening goes by pretty quickly. We have a fun time with that Jim guy, and even though I was reluctant, playing with his snake was quite fun. Even the learning about the animals was fun too. It's funny to see Miss Munroe be so calm to touch and hold the snake when it was her turn. It seemed so easy for her. I, however, had a fit when it was my turn. I didn't even want to go next to the alligator cage. It was really scary, but somehow fun. He taught us about keeping safe of animals, how they behave, and a lot of other stuff. So, yeah, it was quite fun.

After lunch with the other campers, this time we actually mingled with them, we went back to our site. We do this really fun relay race thing with like an obstacle course. My team loses, but what the hay, it was still pretty fun. Miss Munroe tells us that it's about time we get cleaned up a bit. By cleaned up a bit, she doesn't mean showers. She means a dip in the lake. Oh, how amazing that makes me feel. If you didn't notice, my inner voice was dripping with sarcasm just then.

We all step by the lake in our swimwear. By swimwear, I do mean bikinis. Well, everyone except Justin and Richard. Miss Munroe- err Demi- wears a bikini. Why am I not drooling over her perfect body at the moment and going on and on about it? Because I can't see it. Why? Because she has on a freaking towel the whole time until she gets underwater. So I don't even get a glimpse. I guess it would be against the rules or something, that'd make a lot of sense. *Sigh*, but my teenage brain still wants to see.

Finally, we're all done. Richard didn't get to go in the lake for a wash up; instead Justin has to squirt him repeatedly with a water gun. Apparently, he's not afraid of water itself, just bodies of water. I guess that makes sense.

After dinner, we head back to our tents. You see, during the day Miley informed me of how our tent really broke down. She did it herself. She says it was so Miss M- Demi and I could talk. I'd told her about everything that happened that day we got lost and she insisted that we talked. That night, out of nowhere, our tent broke and Miley came running inside all innocently; I thought she was just as shocked as I was. Turns out she wasn't. We fixed the tent during the day, so we're lying in our own tent now. I love hanging out with Miley, she's like a sister to me, but I really just want to spend time with a certain teacher right now. I wonder if Miley can tell that I'm distracted and not actually listening to a word she's saying.

"You should really sneak into her tent, surprise her," Miley says out of nowhere. Where'd that come from? The last I remember, she was talking about how much she can't wait for basketball season.

"What are you talking about Miles?"

"You want to be with your girl tonight. I can tell. Now if I wasn't happy for you, I'd be offended," she jokes with a laugh. I told her about everything that happened today. Her being happy for me is an understatement. First, she made sure this is what I want. Then, she practically jumped on me out of excitement.

"I can't just sneak into her t-," I say, but I'm cut off midsentence by someone tapping on our tent. Someone or something. "OH MY GOSH MILEY I THINK IT'S A BEAR! MILEY IT'S EITHER A FREAKING BEAR OR A SERIAL KILLER! WHAT DO WE DO?!"

"Whoever it is, they're not gonna-," Miley starts to say but someone's voice cuts her off. A voice that automatically just makes me smile and feel happy. A voice that sounds like beautiful bells chiming. Mis- Demi's voice.

"Calm down girls, it's just me," she says from outside of the tent, laughing that amazing laugh of hers. Not that I'm not happy that she's here, what's she doing here?

"Oh, come in!" I say, eagerly. At that, she unzips the tent. Instead of coming in, she just opens it wide enough so that we can all see each other.

"What's up Miss M?" Miley asks. She's… interesting.

"I was just… umm… well… I was wondering if… your tent was okay," she says but then bites her lip. Oh gosh that's hot. "Well, okay this is stupid because I can already tell that it's okay. So, I'm just gonna go."

She starts to leave, but I stop her. "No, wait! I doubt that that's what you came for. What'd you really come for?" I ask, hoping she'd wanted to see me too.

"I know, I know," Miley pipes up. "I bet you came here because you miss Selena. I bet you want her to sleep with you too," at that DEMI'S eyes go wide and she shakes her head furiously. "OH MY GOSH THAT CAME OUT WRONG! I meant that you want her to sleep in your tent with you."

"Do you?" I ask, still hopeful. She blushes. "Because I wouldn't mind. I want to spend some time with you," I say without thinking. Oh my gosh why did I say that?

"Really?" she asks.

"Uhh, yeah. So, do you want me to?" I ask. At that, she gives an admitting nod. I turn to Miley. "So, goodnight, I'll see you in the morning sissy," I lean over and kiss her cheek while she playfully fake cries. I laugh and mutter, "Oh, shut up," before leaving.

The extremely short walk to Miss Munroe's- err DEMI'S- tent is pretty nerve wracking to me. I know all we're about to do is sleep, but I mean the last time I slept in her tent it was her, me, and Miley. Now it's just me and her. And we're more than just teacher and student now. I'm pretty nervous.

"Do you wanna come in?" Demi's voice interrupts my thoughts. She's already inside her tent, waiting for me to come in. Oh my gosh, how stupid must I look right now.

"Oh yeah, sorry," I say with a chuckle, while ducking my head to get inside. Once I get inside, I notice that she's only got one pallet laid out. Oh gosh, I forgot my sleeping bag in my tent. "Oh shoot, I forgot my sleeping bag. Give me a quick second, I'll go get it."

"Oh, you don't have to. You can just share with me, I don't mind. I mean, unless you do. If you want, you can go get yours," she rambles. It's not that I don't want to share with her, I'm just nervous. Whatever, I've wanted her to hold me in her arms for a long time; I'm not giving this chance up.

"O-okay," I stutter. Oh my gosh, when have I been one to stutter?

I sit next to her- by next to her a mean a good bit of inches over. What can I say? I'm really nervous right now. I have no clue why, I've never been one to be nervous. She just stares at me before laughing.

"What's so funny?"

"Well, I mean, do you think I bite?" she asks, still laughing, motioning at the large space between us.

"No, I just didn't know how close you'd wanted me to be," I say shyly. Why the heck am I shy.

"It doesn't matter how close I want you to be, just how close you want to be. Why are you nervous?"

"You can tell, huh? Well I honestly have no clue Miss Munro-," I start to say, but she cuts me of.

"Demi. Selena, we're in private you know, you don't have to call me Miss Munroe. It totally makes me feel odd," she says with a chuckle. I can't help but to laugh with her.

"You're right, it must feel odd. Sorry, it's just weird to call you something other than Miss Munroe I guess, but I nice kind of weird. As I was saying Demi, I'm just kind of nervous around you because I mean, I'm use to spending student teacher time with you, but now it's not just student teacher time it's… well, I don't really know what it is, because you haven't really told me what we are yet. So, what are we?"

How do yall think Demi will respond? Review? Don't forget, I'm PMing user review responses !.. DON'T FORGET HAHAH SEE WHAT I DID THERE? Thank you all so much!