" Ah, guys, I don't think this is a very good idea." Roach announced nervously, looking down the large hill into the murky lake below. Meat shook his head and smirked.

" Oh no, you're not getting out of this one, Roachy boy." Royce and Worn snickered as they pulled all of their electronics and other important devises out of their pockets. Next was various pieces of bullet proof clothing that's they couldn't afford to get wet. Meat was already set to go down first. Next, had to be Roach. Roach turned and looked at the pile of rusty hubcaps they were supposed to slide down the steep hill on into the lake. He was desperate, he needed to stall, at all costs. Usually in these situations MacTavish or Ghost would stick up for him, but the four of them were a half a mile from camp. There was no one to "save his pussy ass" Worm had commented.

" Those things are really rusty, is that safe?" His voice was shaky, Royce could tell he was bullshitting for time. Meat raised an eyebrow.

" What's wrong Roach? Cant swim?"

Roach stuttered as he debated with himself weather he should lie or not. He couldn't admit he couldn't swim, not after the whole locker thing.

" That's not it, I just, ah, don't want to."

Worm rolled his eyes.

" Alright Roach, just for that, your sorry ass is going first."

Roaches eyes widened. He looked like a scared puppy. Worms look softened.

" Alright Roach, I guess if you don't want to….."

Roach smiled. Just when he thought he was going to get out of it, Meat snuck up behind him and bear hugged him. Meat lifted Roach off the ground on brought him to a hubcap Royce had set up just for him. Of course, it was the most rusty out of the pile. Roach kicked and struggled as best he could, but Meat was twice his size. Hell, everyone was twice his size, and it was really getting to him. Meat Held him down on the hubcap and Royce pushed him down the hill.

" WHAT THE FUUUUUCK!" Roach hollered as he fell off the hubcap halfway down. The rest of the way down he hit and tumbled over several rocks before finally crashing into the lake. Roach instantly shot up the surface to get air, only to be smashed it the head by the hubcap. After a few seconds under water Roach re-surfaced, dizzy. He could hear un controllable laughter coming from up the hill as he desperately tried to remember back to those swimming lessons every person had gone through at summer camp as a child. With great effort he some how managed to find his way the edge of the lake. Roach pulled himself halfway out of the water before he collapsed, gasping for air. More laughter ensued from the top of the hill. After a few seconds of rest Roach pulled himself out of the lake, shaking. As he made his way up the hill his anger grew each second. His head pounded and he tripped fell several times on his way up. Each time he fell laughter from the group became louder. And each time he fell his anger grew. Finally by the time he reached the top of the hill he was about to scream. Meat was the first to notice the large red bump on Roaches fore head. Soon the whole groups laughter died down. Meat reached out to put his hand on Roaches shoulder.

" Hey, Roach, are you okay?"

Roach finally had it for today.

" Fuck… off." Roach hissed as he batted away Meats hand. The group fell totally silent as Roach picked up his gear and left, still seething. Sometimes he wondered why he was even here.