After a few minutes of playing football, Blake threw the ball to Wade. The ball jumped out of his hands and landed next to Nick's chair. I watch Nick's moves carefully, looking for any sudden movements as Wade walks over hesitantly to get the ball.

And just as Wade was about to grab it, Nick shoots up grabbing the ball and throwing it roughly at Blake. "Nice arm. I see why they gave you scholarship." Wade sneers, unknowingly. At that point, Carly walks over to stop a fight. "Blake, are you okay?" I ask, standing up. I see him nod before walking over to Nick and Wade.

I see Nick flick him off saying "Yeah, it's a real tragedy, ain't it?" Wade shifts "Yeah it is." Wade says. Nick stands in front of him ready to fight, but Carly and I stand between them.

"Wade, help Dalton, okay? Please?" Carly begs. Wade walks away giving a light frustrated sigh. "Bye, Wade. Asshole." Nick says. Carly turns to him as I smack his arm "You can be a prick to me, that's fine. But he didn't do anything to you." Nick smiles lightly at her. "So you admit that you did something." Carly shifts to her other foot, and then states "I admit, according to you, I did something, sure."

"You dimed me out." Nick accuses. "I did not dime you out. When the sheriffs asked where you got the car, I said I didn't know. I didn't even know it was stolen. You're blaming that on me?" Carly asks. "You could have covered for me, huh?" Nick yells. "Whoa, look no one knew that the car was stolen or why it was stolen, but you expect everyone to cover you as if we all know!" I snap.

"Point is Nick, You get caught stealing, and it's my fault. You're resisting arrest, and it's the cops fault. Carly tells him.

Nick chuckles then comments "He took a swing at me." Carly ignores the comment and continues "Get kicked off the football team; it's the coaches' fault. Mom and Dad kick you out of the house, it's their fault. You can't even keep a job for two weeks, because it's every manager's fault." He shrugs his shoulders "I'm surrounded by idiots."

"So why did you come? To piss me off?" Carly harshly asks. Nick sighs "Don't you get it? You're the good twin. I'm the evil one?" Nick then makes a weak claw. "Grow up. You are so afraid to take things seriously." Nick gives a mocking grin before mocking Wade in a southern ascent "Yeah. As afraid as Wade is of leaving good old Gainesville? New York City. Well, I hear they got buildings as tall as the sky."

I look at Carly's face and see hurt, then she walks away. "I thought I said behave?" I ask. He turns to me "And I thought that was just for the car." I shake my head "No, that was for the rest of the trip."

A wind blows sending the surrounding smells to circulate into our noses. "What's that smell?" Blake asks looking around. "It smells like dead...animals." I comment sadly. Nick hugs me to him and yells to Dalton "Dalton, did you crap your pants again?" I smile, knowing Nick's trying to make me feel better. "No, I don't know. Maybe, I mean , I'm wearing my work clothes, so..." Dalton trails off after giving us the idea. "Something's dead out there." Wade comments.

Nick holds me tighter, knowing that I hate the thought and Blake sees my expression "No something's dead right here. We need to drink it back to life. Bless me dog." Blake jokes. Nick tosses him a beer with me wrapped up in his other arm.

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Later on we're all half-sober, and sitting around, partying. Dalton continues to annoy people with his camera. He comes up to me and Nick "So you guys going to do it tonight?" Dalton asks. "Fuck off, Dalton" I say in a mono tone while Nick throws a beer bottle, like a brute.

A Dalton goes over and Bothers Carly, Blake, and Paige; Nick leans over to my ear "Are we?" I look at him confused "What?" He whisper back in my ear while his goes up and down my thigh, helping me get the message "Are we going to do it?" I smile at him "Maybe..."

I turn my attention to Carly and Dalton as I see Carly chasing Dalton to get the camera. Once she steals it, she focuses it on Dalton "Oh, and the tables turn." Dalton tries hiding in one of the tents "Look how cute you are on camera. I think we might have to do a little makeover." I hear Carly say and quickly Paige and I help with the make over.

Once we were done making him look stupidly cool, I push him out of the tent "What do you think? Pretty fly for a white guy, huh?" I ask the guys. They just laugh and Blake states "He looks like Elton John, but more gay." Dalton looks at him "Elton John's gay?" Carly walks over to Wade and sits in his lap, I follow suit with Nick.

I seductively crawl onto Nick's lap with my legs spread apart, so each one is on either side of his legs. Dalton comes over with his camera and focuses on Nick. "Don't even think about it. I ain't kissing you, dude." Nick exclaims. I lean my face to Nick's "You don't have to." I say then kiss him.

Dalton continues to video tape everyone's make-out session as Nick slid his hands down my body stopping at my ass. He pulls me closer, groping my ass, making me moan in the kiss. One of Nick's hands slide back up my body and grip lightly, on the side of my neck, pulling my face closer to his, deepening the kiss. I put my arms around his neck and start nibbling on his bottom lip. Just as I was feeling a bulge in his pants his pants hit my thigh, a bright light hit our campsite.

I pull away, covering my eyes from the light. "Who is that?" I ask getting up from on top of Nick's lap. "Hey, yo, man, you need something?" Blake asks harshly. "What does he want?" Carly asks. "I don't know, but he's creeping me out." I confess with a shudder. Nick holds my hand in a comforting method, while he still sits in his chair.

"Hey, can you turn off your lights, please?" Wade begs the driver in the truck with his hand covering the light to reach his eyes. "Okay, this is definitely getting kind of creepy." Paige informs us. Blake takes a daring step forward "Hey, come on, man, get out of here. Nothing to see here. Let's go!" He screamed at the truck. "can we help you?" Wade asks losing his patients. "Maybe we're on his property." Carly suggests. Wade shakes his head "No, we didn't pass a gate."

Blake starts getting pissed "Hey, man, turn your lights off!" he starts breathing a bit heavier than just a few minutes ago "Turn them off or I'm whooping someone's ass!" he threatens taking that one step closer to danger's door. Wade blocks him from going any closer with his hand and softly says "It's cool, man."

Suddenly the hand that was once holding mine to keep me comforted, slipped out. I look over at Nick and watch as he gets up from his chair, grabbing his beer bottle, and throwing it at the truck, hitting one of the head-lights in a direct hit. "Nick!" Carly and I yell at him as he stares down the truck. After a second of deadly intense glaring from Nick, the truck moves backwards and drives away from the campsite.

"Yeah! That was great. That was great, dude." Dalton encourages him in a chant. I smack Dalton in the back of the head "Shut up." I hiss.

"My man Nick here's hardcore." Blake states patting him on the shoulder. "You the man, dude. That was awesome." Dalton continues chasing after Nick, who started to walk away before an argument could start.

I quickly chase after Dalton with my flip-flop in hand "Stop encouraging him, Dalton! How many times do I have to hit you?!"

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In the middle of the night, I woke up hear rustling. I shake Nick "Nick wake up. Wake up, Nick." I see his eyes crack open "What's wrong?" he asks propping himself on his elbows, letting the blanket once covering him slide down and show his bare chest. "I heard something." He smiles "That's it. You're so paranoid. It's probably just a Serial Killer or maybe the Boogey-man." he teases. "Nick, seriously, I heard something." I tell him, rubbing my arm, feeling the Goosebumps. "Yeah, and I'm serious too. You are paranoid; it's probably just an animal, okay? Now come lay back down, I won't let that mean Boogey-man get you." He reassures me. I reluctantly lie back down and cuddle into the blanket as Nick puts his arms around me, bringing me closer. "Go to sleep." He whispers lightly kissing my forehead. As I shut my eyes and drifted away from my dream-world, I knew for a fact that not even the grim reaper it's self couldn't scare me with Nick with me.

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The next morning I wake up to the yelling's of Blake "Hey, its 2:00! Get up! Let's go, guys. Get up. Get up!" I walk out of the tent with my clothes in hand so I could changed out of my PJ's and yell at Blake "Dude, we got the point!" He walks over to the car and loads up some things, completely ignoring me. I roll my eyes and see the girls walk into the woods to get dressed to. I follow suit after watching Blake's spas "Wade, Dalton, let's go. We're gonna miss the damn game." He throws a shoe at Nick's tent and yells "Nick! Get up!"

"Hey girls." I greet stepping into the changing area they were at. "Hey, Alex" Carly and Paige say together. Paige turns back to Carly as we all change "So you and wade talk some more?" Carly looks up at her as she slips on her pants "We're just in different places right now." Carly turns to me "Not to be mean, but are you gaining weight?" She asks noticing the little chunk sticking out as I stand there about to put my shirt on. I stare at her wide-eyed "Um, uh, yeah. I mean you haven't seen me with those Oreos. Man it's like the news said we'd all die tomorrow, you know." I stammer, slipping the rest of my shirt on. "But back to you and Wade, are you going to lecture him about it yet?" I ask trying to change the subject. "Well, he hasn't given me a guilt trip for going, so I can't give him one for staying." Carly explains finishing up with getting dressed.