A/N: You guys will just have to wait and see about who gets who! The beginning isn't what it seems-and everyone isn't going to be in a romance. Anyhow, keep tuned to see if it's T/L or T/K…or T/B!
Chapter Two
The rain continued to plummet out of the sky in massive sessions. The girls were stranded in their cabin with no food or water. It wasn't a joyful situation. To pass the time, they claimed their bunks, and tried to observe the other two girls in the cabin with the four of them.
"Hey," a girl with golden hair said, approaching Lil.
"Hi, I don't remember seeing you around here last year. Are you new?" Lil asked frankly.
"Yeah, I'm new for the year. Bridget Sharpe," Bridget introduced herself.
"Nice to meet you, Bridget. I'm Lillian De Ville," Lil established herself daintily. "Oh, and this is my best friend, Kimi Finster."
"Hello," Kimi commented politely.
"Oh, hi. Anyhow, Lil, how would you like to sit with me in the mess hall?" Bridget wondered gregariously.
"Absolutely!" Lil exclaimed, and Kimi glared nastily at her. "I mean, if Kimi can sit with us, and all."
"Sorry, but there's only enough room for my friends, you, and me. Our table is VERY exclusive," Bridget remarked callously.
"Well…Kim, do you mind if I sit with Bridget and her friends tonight?" Lil inquired.
"Sure…I guess…" Kimi muttered unenthusiastically.
"Great! Let's hurry, before we get last dibs!" Bridget called, and together she and Lil raced off to the mess hall, leaving Kimi in the dust.
Kimi tried not to cry, but it was next to impossible. Here she was, coming to camp for her best friend, and being left unaided. She had new feelings for Bridget. Abhorrence, rage, malevolence. But within it all, Kimi was determined to do one thing-and that was to get even with Bridget.
Meanwhile…
The boys huddled into a circle as the rain thrashed against the steel roof. The bug lining surrounding the cabin was tearing to smithereens, and the roof that was lining their heads was blowing into the wind. The wooden bunk beds that would be their sanitation were as old as God, and there weren't any real advantages towards this shack. The only decent benefit was being next to the girls' cabins, which was in their estimation, all good.
"This is so not fun!" Chuckie remarked, exasperatedly.
"And you're telling me," Dil replied, speaking for the first time all trip.
"I'm…freezing," Phi declared.
"I think we should try to do something fun, like run to the mess hall in the rain!" Tommy proclaimed, capturing the attention of every guy in the cabin.
"Are you crazy?" Dil asked.
"He's crazier than you, and we dropped you on your head!" Phil stated.
"I believe that's total bullshit, running through the rain. Our parents would totally flip!" Chuckie uttered.
"Are our parents here? Are they watching over us every single blessed moment?" Tommy inquired from the crowd, and grabbed his camera. "A true director always has his camera in time of adventure."
"Tommy you're passionate about filmmaking, but this is totally over the line!" Chuckie cried out.
"Who cares? I have my entire life to be serious! Now is a time to have merriment!" Tommy declared.
"And so we're going to go psycho?" Phil demanded.
"Yep, let's do it!" Dil affirmed gleefully.