That night Vern came over and asked if I wanted to camp out with them. So of course I said yes; anything to get away from my shitty household. Vern told me to get a sleeping bag and anything I'd need for tonight and the morning. I grabbed a change of clothes, and my old sleeping bag I used at sleepovers in Vermont.

"Lia!" I screamed, and she hopped downstairs, cuter than ever, with her dolly, Kimmy, tied to her back. "What are you doing?" I asked her. She giggled, and simply replied:

"I'm a torpedo! Kimmy's going to explode! Boom!" She said. I looked at her insanely.

"L-Lia, are you okay?" I asked her, realizing normal four year olds don't act like that.

"Yes, Bry-Bry, I'm just playing. You need to reee-laxx." She said in her squeaky little voice. I smiled and tousled her hair. "Who is he?" She asked, pointing to Vern.

"This is Vern. He lives next door to us." I told her. "We're going to a campfire tonight, and I'll be back sometime tomorrow, okay?" I said. She nodded.

"Do I tell mommy and daddy?" She asked me. I shook my head.

"Just tell them…I'm at a sleepover with this girl I met at the Diner, okay?" She nodded. "Good girl."

Me and Vern ran to the backyard and through the forest to get to the campfire. It was real spooky at night, being in the forest.

"Damn, what if we see a bear?" I asked. "I'm no good runner!" He laughed.

"Don't worry; I'm always afraid of that. The guys have a gun." He said like it was no big deal.

"A gun!?" I asked, terrified. "What if someone accidentally sets it off, or…something!?" I shouted, beginning to smell the campfire-y smell.

"Its okay, Brylee; you'll be fine." Vern said. "We're here anyway." We walked through these two big trees and found a small-ish campfire with Chris, Teddy, and Gordie sitting around it.

"Hey Bry!" Gordie said.

"Sup, Brylee." Teddy winked. I made a face.

"Hi," Chris said, smiling all…cutely. Okay so he's cute, alright? I can't help thinking that. It's perfectly good…girl nature to think a cute boy is cute!

I plopped my bags down next to Gordie's, so I was in between him and Chris. Vern went in between Teddy and Chris.

"So, Brylee, are you excited for junior high?" Vern asked me. I shook my head.

"Who could possibly be excited for more work, and less waking up late?" I asked, completely serious. They all looked at each other and laughed.

"Caroline Worscher." Chris laughed. "She loves school." Gordie nodded along.

"She's like…such a kiss up. Pray to God you're not in her class." He said. I laughed with them.

"So…do you guys want to play truth or dare?" Teddy asked. I could tell he just wanted to like kiss me or something. It crept my out but I love that game so I agreed to play.

"I'll do it!" Chris said.

"Me too!" Vern and Gordie joined in.

"I'll ask first." Chris said. "Gordie, truth or dare!" He said, and Gordie looked shocked that he had to go first. He thought a minute.

"Dare." He answered, confidently.

"Okay…I dare you to moon us!" Chris laughed. I threw a rock at him.

"Ew, why would you wanna see that!?" I asked. He smiled.

"I'm not gonna look, you are!" He said. "It would only be fair if the girl in the group looked. You can tell us if he actually does it." He laughed at me. Gordie gave me an apologetic look.

"Umm….ew but….i guess it's a dare…" I said. Gordie agreed to do it quickly. The other boys shut their eyes, and I squinted mine. He pulled his pants down quickly and pulled them back up as fast as possible.

"Okay! Okay! He did it! It's done! The end!" I shouted.

After a few minutes of Chris licking a tree, Vern admitting he never kissed a girl, and Teddy telling us his fantasies about Annette from Mickey, it was my turn. And Teddy was asking the question.

"Alright, Brylee Whitfield…truth….or dare?" he asked, all dramatically. I just knew that he'd like, dare me to kiss him or something if I picked dare, so I picked:

"Truth." I said, quietly. He gave me a look, and then thought a bit.

"Hmm…" He said. "Have you…ever had sex before?" He asked. I gulped. I couldn't answer that. I just couldn't. He brought back the memory. He brought it back. Hurting. Touching. Forcing. I almost threw up.

"I'm sorry I have to go." I shouted, and picked up my stuff and ran. They were so confused. They didn't know the half of it.

I kept running. Hoping I could escape my memories. My terrible memories of Blake. I didn't realize I had run the wrong way. My house was the other way. I was running into the Way. The bad area of town. I couldn't even begin tell you how scared I was. I was crying and shaking, and memories flowed in; words that were said. I didn't see the gang that was headed my way. It was The Cobras, but of course I didn't know that.

"Looky what we have here." Was all I heard until I fainted into someone's arms. Wow, two times in one day.