Sorry Dudes, twas at camp and guess what? While there got killer cramps. I think nature decided to prove my point that it that time of the month sucks. I wish I could have watched sad movies, I got to be in the scary all-white infirmary for several hours straight and miss riding my darling Jaxsie pony.

I'm heading back to camp so you have to wait another two weeks. BWAHAHAHAHAH! Um, yea, here's another chapter, I kinda stole the idea off of Mieko Belle.

Everyone say it with me, "The inspiration for this chapter was a story by Mieko Belle and no the brilliant, beautiful and mad cool author of this story did not make it up herself." Yes, there's me being humble. Stupid camp people say mad cool and mad hot so now I'm saying it. But everyone got that? Go read Sleepover by Mieko Belle. Mad hot story.

Ok, really hot Scottish counselor at camp. I mean REALLY, REALLY, REALLY hot or sexy cause cute grows up, hot cools off but sexy never dies. That's from someone in my cabin. I got some slang off of him. Did you know that 'jamming' means having that time of the month? (he found some tampons in our cabin and asked who was jamming.) Also 'Sling yer hook,' means go away. Mad cool right?

8/23/96

"Sleepover!" Angelina just yelled. Well isn't every night a sleepover since we all share a room? Apparently not, got to go. I'll write everything later.

8/24/96

It is exactly 6:30 in the morning, I have not slept all night and I'll write this down before I forget. Last night was so much fun. We spent sometime drinking stuff Angelina stole off Fred and George and doing our nails.

We changed into our jammies. We heard strange ooing and awing sounds from the other side of the wall.

"Probably looking at a Victoria's Secret catalogue," Alicia giggled. We all sat down on the floor to talk. "First and foremost, an important question. What does everyone think of the new Oliver Wood?"

"You know how he used to be all that?" Angelina asked. Alicia and I nodded. Angelina continued, "Well now he's all that and a bag of chips."

"They should rename him Cambells cause he's umm umm good," Alicia cut in.

"Amen sister!" Angelina agreed. They slapped hands. "What do you think?" she asked me.

I of course did the only thing I could think of. "ah huh, ah huh, ah hot damn," I cried. It's kinda a line from a song cept it's god damn not hot damn. We all stared giggling.

"Now if y'all wanna party like we do If y'all wanna party like us, lemme hear ya say Ah ah ah ah ah," Alicia sang.

"Ah ah ah ah ah," Angelina and I repeated. We broke own in giggles again.

"New topic," Angelina announced. "We haven't done a sleepover since sixth year so we need to go over this again. I want to hear names and numbers. Snogged first."

"Snogged?" I asked. "Three. Fred, George, and Oliver. I'm only slept with Fred."

"I've snogged five. Fred George, Frank, Mike and Lee," Angelina told us. Alicia glared at her. "I snogged George on a dare! Anyway, I've slept with Fred obviously and I did with George in sixth year, Don't worry Alicia, I got my own Weasly brother."

"Wouldn't it be cool if we were sisters-in-law?" Alicia asked.

"We've only thought about it since we were in first year," I said sarcastically. "When we met we said we wanted to be sisters and if they only way to do that was to marry brothers than so be it."

"It would be cool, but I don't really think about marriage, I'm too young," Angelina said. Alicia and I nodded our agreement. "Alicia? Numbers."

"I snogged four slept with two. Slept with and snogged both Fred and George and snogged Dan and Lee.

"Sounds like Fred and George have really been around," Angelina giggled.

"Wait Katie, when did you snog Oliver?" Alicia asked.

"It was during that truth or dare game in fifth year. It was nothing special," I replied. It had been a rather good kiss and my first.

"So you didn't enjoy it? I remember a certain someone was floating on air for weeks afterwards," Angelina teased me.

"Oh come off it. You know that crush on him is fourth and fifth years was just a school girl crush," I told them.

"You forgot sixth year," Alicia reminded me. I hit on the arm. I have found that it's much more effective to hit people with the back of the hand. Hurts you a lot less and them a bit more. Win-Win situation. "Remember how you ranted for weeks about how he hadn't sent you a letter while you had written to him?" she continued.

"Has he forgotten me already?" Angelina mimicked. I slugged her with my pillow. I have a rather good pillow, makes very good missile.

"Kate, since you are the singular single girl here, you have an important sacred duty. You must tell who you fancy," Angelina instructed me like she was telling me how to save the world.

"I don't fancy anyone at the moment," I confessed. It's true, lack of hot guys to crush on around here. Except Fred, George and Oliver but Fred and George are taken and Oliver is my bud and I'm still holding that grudge.

"If you had to say someone, anyone, who would it be?" Alicia asked.

"I guess," I started. I racked my brain for anyone. "I guess it would be Oliver."

"Our Oliver?" she asked.

"Oliver Wood?" Angelina asked.

"Yes, as in Oliver Ashley Wood," I confirmed. We were just talking about him so he was the first person to come to mind. Really.

"His middle name is Ashley? I always thought the A was for Alexander or something," Angelina sputtered. A look of amazement at this bit of information crossed hers and Alicia's face. I just smiled and nodded.

"You fancy him?" Alicia asked. I could see the wheels spinning in her head.

"I don't fancy him but he's the first person I could think of," I admitted.

"Why?" she asked.

"Dunno. Remember the day when we first moved into the flat and you two went out with George and Fred?" I asked. Small smiles appeared on my friends' faces. "Well anyway, SOMEONE," I turned to Alicia, "forgot to put the soap in the shower so I had to get out in the middle of my blissfully warm shower to go find some. There in the kitchen was Oliver and he was only wearing his boxers! Dude that guy is buff! Remember how he always used to start drooling whenever he took off his shirt? Well I almost went into an all out swoon. You gotta love a guy with a six pack. And it's not like those body builder guys. They just yuck." I shudder. "But he's so hot."

"Cute grows up, hot cools off but sexy never dies," Alicia quoted.

"Maybe we can all go swimming so Alicia and I can see for ourselves," Angelina pondered. "Hey Kate, I got a dare for you." She turned to me and smiled an evil grin. "How about you go see how well he kisses now? You can do a comparison from then to now."

"I think that's a grand idea," Alicia agreed. Now, it's time to write down the pact so in future years I don't wonder why the hell I agreed. We have a pact that if two of us agree on a dare for the third, the third must do it. Of course all dares have to be dares that don't cause bodily harm. We can't dare anyone to jump off a bridge or junk. It also has to be within the law unless it has to do with alcohol. I'm not going to even write how many dares have gotten us all very, very drunk.

So the three of us trooped next door to the boys' room. The three of them were sitting on the floor. A TV was in their room which is strange since it wasn't the living room one and we don't own any others. Fred was flipping through channels fast. Oliver looked rather red and George looked like he was about to burst out laughing. Angelina elbowed me in the back. I glared at her and turned my attention to Oliver.

"Oliver, can I talk to you?" I asked. He got up. I took him to the other side of the room. I looked over my shoulder and shot a look at my friends. Now how does a person kiss an unsuspecting guy? I don't know how I did it or anything. I just made to hug him and tilted my head to one side. He did as well and our lips met. I could see Alicia looking at her watch out of the corner of my eye. This would have to be long to satisfy them.

It was VERY hard to remember that Oliver was just my friend and this was a dare. I mean, you're kissing a guy who you think is hot and he's kissing you back. Whether you fancy him or not isn't even a factor.

I have to say, he is a good kisser. It's not like in the movies, it never is, but this kiss was the closest I've ever gotten to it. When I closed my eyes I could almost see the moonlight and fireflies that I had always dreamed accompanied a kiss. I'm SORRY, I'm a romantic. A perfect kiss happens with the perfect guy when you're standing out on the moonlit dance floor with a band playing softly in the background and the fireflies are dancing and sparkling all around you.

I pulled away after what must have been a minute. Alicia gave me the thumbs up. I kissed Oliver on the cheek and exited the room.

Angelina accioed the living room TV into our room. We played a drinking game with Monty Python and such and had a grand old time. We used soda so we could stay up all night. Alicia fell asleep at four in the morning. Angelina and I continued to watch movies till five thirty when she fell asleep.

So here's the question, do I tell Oliver why I kissed him tomorrow? I can't think about this now, I'm going to go raid Fred and George's room.

I just got back from raiding their room. Guess what I found? I found a journal labeled Documentary of the Girl's Sleepover, 8/23/96. This will mean war! It has everything said in including reactions of Oliver, Fred and George. This is the first page.

Question: What does everyone think of Oliver?

Angelina: All that and a bag of chips

Alicia: He should be renamed Cambells

Katie: coughing sound, hot damn

REACTIONS:

Fred: Angelina had better think I'm all that and two bags of chips

George: agreed with Fred that his girlfriend thinks he's hotter

Oliver: very, very, very, very, very, very, very red

Another is:

Dare: Katie has to snog Oliver.

Time: seven minutes long (where to they get the air?)

Oliver's reaction: silent and shocked when questioned even though he knew it was coming.

Oh well, guess I don't have to explain it now but they are so dead for spying on us. That's what they must have been watching on the TV. I'm going to copy down all this to show to Angelina and Alicia. It even says that Oliver had his mouth hanging open when I said I had liked him in Hogwarts and Fred and George has snickered. On second thought, I don't think I want to know this.

Yes I do. Anyways, it is seven in the morning and I am planning on sleeping till three. Goodnight or morning.

How'd you like it? Don't know what I'm going to do next. If I can think of something tomorrow I'll post it but if I can't you people are waiting for two weeks cause I'm going back to camp. Bye.

Oh, any spelling mistakes and such I'm passing off by saying Katie makes mistakes while writing. K? Cause I just noticed some in past chapters and I don't feel like correcting them but I will if you REALLY want me to.