Camping Trip – Chapter Five
Disclaimer: I own nothing…The following morning had been an unusual one to say the least.
Following the weird occurrence in the tent, Rory had gotten Colin's help to lift Finn inside the cabin and back to his room where he locked himself in the rest of the night. She brushed away the knowing question situated deep within her head and swallowed away the feeling in her stomach.
Loud voices startled Rory from her deep sleep. Rubbing the exhaustion from her eyes, she sat up and immediately turned her head to the side. Bewilderment crossed her face as she found the spot next to her empty.
Quickly grabbing her gray Yale sweatshirt, she walked out of the room and followed the loud voices.
"Hey! You're finally up," Stephanie greeted Rory with a cup of coffee.
"Thanks," Rory smiled, taking a sip of the coffee. She cringed at the awful taste but nonetheless, still swallowed. "Who made this?"
"I did," Stephanie raised her hand slightly, "It's great, isn't it? Too bad Colin's allergic to caffeine and Logan opted for orange juice instead. I really wanted them to taste this… but there's always Finn."
"He hasn't come out of his room yet?" Rory questioned, taking a seat next to Logan.
Logan shook his head, drinking his orange juice slowly.
"You must really like that juice, huh?" Colin smirked.
"I'm savoring it, you ass."
"And why are you savoring Tropicana orange juice when Colin bought 3 jugs for the trip?" Rory asked, taking another gulp of the god-awful coffee.
"Because once he finishes, Stephanie's going to pour him a cup of her delicious coffee."
"Ah," Rory replied, "It's not bad coffee."
"This coming from a coffee addict? You'll drink anything as long as you get your caffeine fix."
Colin stood from his stool, taking a sidelong glance at Stephanie who was busily making another pot of coffee. "Unfortunately, I am unable to taste Stephanie's marvelous creation due to my allergy," he sighed dramatically.
"Fuck off," Logan muttered into his juice.
"You're just pissed that you didn't come up with the excuse first Huntz."
"What excuse?"
All heads turned at the sound of the Australian's voice. Rory turned her head away from him and turned her attention to the sliding door, taking note of the rainy and cloudy weather.
"Finn my man, you finally come out of seclusion!" Colin was the first to greet the hung over Aussie.
"Thought you'd never show your sexy ass to us this weekend," Stephanie welcomed him with a steaming cup of coffee.
Finn only smiled in reply before taking a hefty gulp of coffee. "What in the fuck's sake is this?" he coughed.
"It's coffee Finn," Stephanie answered calmly, "All that alcohol affecting your sense of taste?"
"That must be it doll," Finn muttered before surprising Rory by taking a seat next to her.
"So," Stephanie joined the group, "What are we doing today?"
"How about we go fishing?"
"Fishing?" Logan asked wearily.
"On my father's brand new yacht over at the Stanford Pier… it's only a two hour drive."
"I doubt we'll get any fishing done," Stephanie scoffed.
"Actually," Finn interrupted, "If you guys don't mind… I umm… actually invited a couple of people over."
"A couple?" Logan asked skeptically.
Finn nodded, glancing at Rory's reaction briefly before meeting Logan's eyes. "You heard me mate, a couple."
"Who?"
Finn shrugged, "Just Robert and Rosemary."
"You know Robert's going to invite all of LDB," Logan argued, shaking his head slowly.
"I know that mate… that'll make it even more fun," Finn grinned lazily.
"You couldn't even ask me? It is my cabin after all…" Logan replied, his eyes slightly ablaze.
"Why would I? It's not like you cared before… why do you care now?" Finn sarcastically questioned.
"Because I want to go on Colin's dads yacht and I don't trust you here by yourself."
"Come on Pa… I won't trash the place too badly," Finn said.
Logan stood from his seat abruptly, accidentally knocking the wooden chair down. "You're not trashing the place at all Finn… my dad's still pissed about the Milan incident."
"The Milan incident?" Rory spoke for the first time.
"When Finn here trashed our suite at the hotel, we got kicked out and they charged my dad who was paying for it thousands and thousands of dollars for all of the damages."
"That was ages ago, mate… I've learned my lesson."
"That was two weeks ago Finn," Stephanie mumbled.
"So you're all ganging up on me now? Well bugger… and here I thought you guys were my best friends," Finn loudly exclaimed before exiting the kitchen quickly.
"That was certainly uneventful. Who knew I'd see the day when Logan actually stood up to Finn and said no to one of Finn's surprise parties," Colin smirked.
Rory felt the tension floating through the room and sighed. Friendships were going to be tested this weekend.
"You shouldn't have done that Logan," Rory whispered.
"Why not? Robert and the rest of the guys are going to fucking trash this place," Logan replied adamantly.
"It's not like you're going to clean up after the mess," Rory argued.
"What?"
"You're telling me that you, Logan Huntzberger, are going to go down on your hands and knees and pick up empty beer bottles and wipe down tables?"
"What are you trying to say Rory?"
Stephanie and Colin looked on with wide eyes before sneaking glances at each other.
"Just let Finn have this party… let him have fun."
"Why are you defending him?"
"Because he's my friend – and yours too!"
"He's your friend huh?" Logan rolled his eyes.
Rory nodded, glaring at the blonde menacingly. "Yes, he is."
"Just a friend? Are you positive it isn't more?"
Stephanie let out an inaudibly squeak, her eyes shone with excitement at the drama unfolding right before her eyes.
"Grow up Logan! Yes, I'm 100 percent positive. I'm with you, only you and not anybody else. Although right now, I'm beginning to seriously rethink that. Have fun at the yacht, count me out," Rory replied, brushing past Logan and Colin and out of the kitchen.
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Finally finished chapter five! So long overdue…
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