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"I hate you." Kurt growled, arms crossed, as they made it back to the camp.
"I know," Dave sighed, "You've told me this... seventy-eight times!
"What happened, Kurt?" Mr. Schuester had overheard them.
"Kurt got bitten by a little snake and he blames me." David explained.
Kurt rolled his eyes, "You told me I was going to die, no wonder I blame you, I was about to have a panic attack."
"Let me see." Mr. Schue said.
Kurt pulled up one leg of his very tight pants to reveil two small holes in his ankle.
"Ouch, what happened?" Carole asked as she joined them.
"Oh hey Mrs. Hudmel," David was proud of the combination of last names that he had come up with, "we found all of the stuff, but I think the girls got eaten by a bear."
"Bears don't eat people, Dave." Carole was vaguely reminded of her son by his comment. "I hope whatever bit you wasn't poisonous."
"It was just a garden snake." Dave waved a hand.
"Yeah," Kurt muttered, "I'm going to have it's head by the end of this camping trip."
Carole and Mr. Schue chuckled. Mr. Schue checked his watch, "Okay, we have a giant hill to walk up and we'd better hurry because I saw a couple of other classes headed towards the meeting area."
"Oh, hell no!" Dave glared and started running uphill, "Come on, Kurt."
Kurt tried to keep up with him, but apparently all those hockey and football practices had payed off because Karofsky ran the whole way up the hill.
"Karofsky," Kurt gasped as he made it to the top of the hill, "Slow down, my chest hurts."
"Who's outta shape now?" Karofsky smirked.
"Whatever." Kurt growled and caught up to the larger boy. Carole and Mr. Schue were still making their way up the hill at a leisurely pace.
Karofsky manhandled a group of scrawny tech geeks who had almost gotten to the meeting place and handed the camp counselor the bag of items that he and Kurt (but mainly Kurt), had found in the forest. Kurt appologized to the group and they all gave him sympathetic looks.
"Another five points for Lions' class!" Karofsky cheered and gave Kurt a pat on the back that almost took him off of his feet.
"Yeah, well, now I have to sit down before I die." Kurt held a hand to his chest and strutted away to the lunch area to sit at a picnic table.
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Rachel chased after Finn and Puck as they rushed uphill to the meeting zone. "Finn! Wait up!" She called at him. Quinn and Mike were taking their time going up the hill, exhausted after trying to keep up with Finn's constant hyperactive persuits.
At the top of the hill they recieved three points for coming in third and Finn proudly swaggered over to Kurt who was sitting alone at a picnic table. Rachel finally caught up to him and scolded him for leaving her.
"How'd it go, man?" Finn asked Kurt.
"I want to go home still." Kurt groaned. "It's only one o'clock and I don't think that I can take another activity with my homeroom, they're insufferable."
"I don't know what that means, but good for them." Finn smiled cheerfully, "Aren't you having fun?"
Kurt glared at him, "What do you think? So far I've been manhandled, dropped on the ground, harassed about my hair product, and convinced that I was going to die. But yeah, I'm totally having fun."
Finn didn't catch the sarcasm in his voice, "That's great, man, you're so positive."
Kurt resisted the urge to do a facepalm. "Thanks."
"Hey white boy, Rach, Frankenteen." Mercedes called as she walked up to them arm linked with Tina's.
"Do any of you know what the next activity is?" Tina wondered.
"I think we're about to find out." Kurt motioned to the counselor who had clapped his hands together to get everyone's attention.
"Everyone grab a partner from your homeroom and follow your chaperones and teachers." The counselor ordered.
Kurt felt someone wrap an arm around his shoulders. He didn't even have to look up to know that it was Karofsky. "Hello, partner." Dave said cheerfully.
"What makes you think I want to be your partner?" Kurt questioned.
"Well," Dave sighed, "You did get my best friend suspended so you owe me."
"He got himself expelled." Kurt insisted. "And I am tired of being injured so I don't want to be your partner."
"No harm will come of you for the next three days," David said, "I promise."
"How is your word any good to me?" Kurt raised an eyebrow at him.
"Just trust me." Karofsky pleaded, "I'm risking harassment here."
"Well, I didn't ask you to." Kurt crossed his arms.
"I'm just such a good guy that you don't have to." Dave smiled and dragged Kurt after their teacher and Carole.
The challenge was to see which group could start a fire in under fifteen minutes. Any group that could do it earned a point for their team. Dave told Kurt to get dry leaves and whatnot and Kurt begrudgingly complied.
When Kurt got back he dumped his findings in a pile followed by Dave who added to it. "Okay, let's make a fire." Dave enthused.
Kurt stood watching Karofsky kneel on the ground and arrange their assorted twigs and leaves into a pile. He looked around quickly then dug in his pocket. Kurt felt alarmed as David pulled out a pocket knife then quickly put it back in his other pocket. Finally he pulled out a lighter.
"That's cheating!" Kurt hissed.
David shrugged.
"Why do you even have a lighter?" Kurt questioned.
"I smoke." Dave admitted unashamed as he lit the pile on fire then put the lighter back in his pocket.
"Ew, do you know what that does to your teeth?" Kurt gasped.
"Yeah, yeah, yeah, I've heard this lecture before." Dave rolled his eyes.
"Well, it's true." Kurt insisted, "And it's murder on your vocal cords."
"I don't sing, I'm fine." Dave replied as he got one of the chaperone's attention to recieve their point.
"Well, good luck fueling your sick addiction here." Kurt retorted.
"Whatever." David muttered.
"Just think about what your teeth will look like." Kurt brought up again.
"Can you just drop this?" Karofsky was starting to get annoyed. He was almost emarassed that Kurt knew, he felt disgusting for some reason.
"I'm just saying," Kurt shrugged, "I've seen what smokers' teeth look like, it's gross."
"Well, you're making me need a cigerette right now." Karofsky growled.
"I'm going to walk away now." Kurt stated, "I know by just standing here I'm being exposed to secondhand smoke." He crossed his arms and stalked off.
Karofsky shook his head and snuck away to fufill his craving and, for some reason, hoping to God that Kurt didn't notice.
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A/N: Okay, now that that's outta my system, I should sleep because I have semesters tomorrow :P I took a nap earlier so I wasn't tired until now. Is it weired that I like to sleep in my closet sometimes? Well, try to review puh-leeeaaase?