A/N: Same
"So," Olivia said as she settled back into Casey's bedpost while filing her nails. "Tell me everything."
"Well," Casey said, beginning to giggle. "I, um, well we um, we went to the mall."
"Uh yeah, I knew that much before you guys left. Move on," Olivia said, smiling at Casey's giddiness.
"We just looked in all these stores in stuff and then we came to Victoria's Secret. And you know this 'Sweet Talk' lip gloss tubes?"
"Yeah, they taste like sugar," Olivia said, biting at one of her nails.
"Yeah well, I tried it on and asked him if he wanted to because it tasted good. Then he leaned in and kissed me. Then he said it tasted great."
"Oh Casey that's so cute!" Olivia said, setting the nail file on her nightstand.
"I know," Casey said, turning red and clinging to a throw pillow.
"This is so retarded," Casey said, glancing around the bus station, refusing to meet Olivia's eyes.
"I'll be fine, Case, really. Fall break is only a week long. You'll only be at camp for a week. I'll probably just hang out with Lexi E."
"You sure?" Casey said as she placed a hand on Olivia's shoulder. In the 2 months she had known Olivia they had become close friends and felt bad for leaving her at camp for a week. She couldn't believe her mom had made her do this.
"Yeah, I'll be fine," Olivia said, pulling her jacket a bit tighter as the wind picked up. It was evident that November was only a week away.
"God damn Alex C.'s mom for calling my mom and recommending this camp," Casey muttered.
"Hey, Case," Liv said, her eyes lightening. "It could be worse. At least you'll be with Alex C. instead of all alone. And Bobby will be at Camp Jackson for boys just across Shadow Lake. That'll be a ton of fun."
"I know," Casey said, actually thinking about the positive things about going to camp.
"Hey Case! Hey Liv!" Alex C. said as she ran up, tugging her Prada and Louis Vuitton duffel bags.
"Hey," Case said, glancing down at her large black Adidas duffel bag. "You do realize that we're only going to be at camp for a week right?" Casey said, looking at Alex's bags. "And we have to wear a uniform during the day?"
"Duh, silly. This stuff is for after hours," Alex said with a wink. "You know, Bobby and Brian are across the lake."
"Brian Cassidy?" Casey and Olivia sputtered simultaneously.
Casey thought back to how she had horridly broken his nose just a month earlier. 'I wonder how they'll get along,' she thought.
"Oh right," Alex cringed. "You broke his nose in 3 places."
"Yeah," Casey said shyly, yet with a hint of pride.
"Now boarding bus 23 for Camp Honey Wheat!" the lady with the bullhorn yelled.
"Camp Honey Wheat?" Olivia laughed. "Sounds like a cereal," she smirked.
"Shut up," Casey said, giving Olivia a playful glare.
"We better get going," Alex C. said, tugging Casey's sleeve. "Have a good Fall Break, hun," she said to Olivia with a hug.
"See ya," Casey said, giving her a hug.
"Bye guys," Olivia said, pulling her mother's car keys out of her pocket and heading to her car.
"Three of spades," Casey said with an exasperated sigh.
"Go fish," Alex said, folding her cards over. "I quit."
Casey began to laugh as the bus took a right onto a dirt road after a tall woman with short dark hair unlocked the gate and waved them on.
"This must be it," Alex said, pointing to a wooden sign with white writing that read 'CaMp HoNeY wHeAt'.
"That's mature," Casey smirked, looking at the funny lower-case and capital writing that spelled out 'Camp Honey Wheat'.
"Yeah," Alex laughed. "As if the name's not enough they've got to go and write it like a 3-year old."
They passed horse stables and a field with several horses. They drove for about another quarter of a mile until she could see the lake with many cabins dispersed along the lake. In the distance she could see other cabins on the other end of the lake, the boys' camp she assumed. Bobby had taken his cell phone with him and so had she, despite the camps' rules. If she had to attend the stupid camp, she might as well make the most of it.
She gazed at the shore of the lake as the late morning wind forced the water splash against the row of about 20 canoes.
"Ready?" Alex asked, collecting her duffel bags from the overhead compartment and handing Casey hers.
"Yeah, let's go," Casey said, walking in line with the other girls. Casey's hair whipped in her face as the wind nearly blew her over. "Gross," Casey muttered as she pulled her hair into a lose bun to keep it out of her face.
"Names please?" a camp counselor asked as she approached them with a clipboard.
"Alex Cabot, and this is Casey Novak," Alex said, adjusting the strap of her purse to fit over her shoulder.
"Cabin 15," the counselor responded with a smile. "Right over there," she said, pointing to a cabin that was built on water with a bridge connecting the cabin to the ground.
"This is so cool," Alex said as they walked across the bridge to the cabin.
"Yeah," Casey said, careful not to step between the cracks of the splintered wood.
Two other girls already sat on their bunks talking when Casey and Alex walked in and set their bags down on bunks in the corner.
"I want bottom," Casey said.
"Fine by me," Alex said, looking around. "Are there no counselors in the cabins?" she asked a blonde girl talking with a brown-haired girl on a top bunk as several more girls walked in.
"Nope," the girl said shaking her head. Alex's face lit up as she turned back to look at Casey, whose eyes had also lit up. "Bobby!" she whispered to her.
"I know," Casey nodded with a smile.
"Do you guys have boyfriends at the camp across the lake?" the brunette girl asked, confused.
"I do, but she doesn't," Casey responded, pointing to Alex.
"But this guy whose really hot is over there also," Alex said, a gleam in her eyes.
"It's super easy to sneak out at night if you have a boyfriend," the blonde girl said.
"Why's that?" Casey asked.
"The boy's camp don't lock their canoes at night," the blonde girl said.
"Oh," Alex said, pondering the possibilities. "I'm Alex Cabot by the way. And this is my friend, Casey Novak."
"I'm Serena," the blonde girl said. "Serena Southerlyn. And this is my friend Alex Borgia."
"Nice to meet you," Alex Borgia said.
"You too," Casey said with a smile.
"All girls, report to the mess hall for lunch after you've changed into your warm-ups and sweatshirts laid for you on each of your beds," came a voice over the intercom in their cabin. And please see Counselor McKate for a copy of what each group will be doing today. That is all."
"How do we know which group we're in?" Alex asked curiously as Serena and Alex Borgia jumped down from the top bunk and began to slip on the green sweatpants and white sweatshirt with a green 'Camp Honey Wheat' logo in the corner.
"Your group is your cabin number. We're all in group 15."
"Cool," Casey said, looking at her phone screen when she and Alex had finished changing into their uniforms.
'One new text message,' it read. 'From: Bobby. Message: hey, just got to jacks. did u kno brian c. is here? he wants to meet up w/ alex 2nite n i want 2 meet up w/ u. is that ok or awkward 4 u?'
'thats fine,' casey messaged back. 'call u 2nite around 9.'
Casey closed her phone and walked to the door where the other girls waited.
"Was that Bobby?" Alex C. asked as they walked across the bridge and towards the mess hall.
"Yeah, Brian wants to meet up with you tonight so I told him I'd call him later tonight so we could talk more about it."
"Really?" Alex looked at her disbelievingly. "I mean, Brian really wants to meet up with me?"
"Yeah, he does, really," Casey said. "I'll show you the text message when we get back."