Wow, already Chapter 2! Now we are starting to have some fun! Will we finally get to meet Jason?

Disclaimer: I don't own anything in this story from the athletes to Jason and Camp Crystal lake.

It felt like an eternity driving all the way to the resort, so I was more than happy when the van came to a complete stop. Looking out the windows, I was amazed at the lush beauty of the landscape.

"We're here" the driver announced, killing the engine "Time to unpack and make yourselves at home"

As if on cue, all of us piled out of the van, eager to explore the area and relax.

"This is beautiful" I said to Kristy as I grabbed my things "I could stay here forever!"

It wasn't your typical resort. There were four cabins for us to use, plus a cabin that was obviously where we would eat and hang out. I loved the concept!

"I agree" Kristy said staring at the sparkling blue water of the lake "This is going to be one awesome week of partying! I wonder what the sleeping arrangements are like"

"Oh I know" Tom said, throwing an arm around me "You and me in a cabin, sharing a bed"

"Au contraire" Peyton said, also throwing an arm around me "It's all three of us with three beds"

Giving Kristy a bewildered look, I allowed both of them to lead me to the furthest cabin, away from my friends and their favorite athletes. She shrugged, smirking before she turned to the group.

"Look, guys" I said somewhat sternly "I will not have you bickering with each other all week. I'm here to have fun."

"You won't have to worry about me" Tom said, mock gallantly as we reached the cabin doors "I'll be the guy of your dreams today!"

Exasperated, I turned to Peyton, who had a funny look in his eyes.

"Penny for your thoughts" I said, wondering what he was thinking. He took his arm off of me.

"I could have sworn I saw something in the trees" he said, frowning as he took a closer look. I followed his gaze but saw nothing.

"Must be someone playing a trick" I said, shrugging as I pushed Tom's arm away from my shoulders "After all, this wasn't the safest of places a long time ago"

"What do you mean?" Tom asked, giving me the oddest look "They said this was a resort"

"Have you been living under a rock?" Peyton said, frowning at Tom "A lot of murders occurred in this area years ago. The Camp Crystal Lake killer! Why do you think that smartass called this place Camp Blood yesterday?"

"You mean I'm going to be spending a week in a psychopath's graveyard?" Tom realized, his voice rising several octaves "That's just great!"

"Oh stop being a big baby" I said, smacking Tom upside the head "Jason Voorhees is dead. His mother is dead. We are going to be safe!"

With that I led the three of us inside, and the sight that came upon me caused me to sigh.

"Three of us" I said awkwardly "And two beds"

"That doesn't sound like a problem to me" Tom said, seemingly forgetting his hysterics moments before "You can share a bed with me!"

"Uhh I'll pass" I said, rubbing the back of my neck "I can always sleep on the c-"

"I'll sleep on the couch" Peyton volunteered, stretching "There's no sense in the only lady here sleeping on the couch. I don't mind it at all"

"Look at you" Tom sneered, mocking Peyton "You are such a girly man. News flash, Peyton! Chivalry is dead"

"Thanks" I said, ignoring Tom "I appreciate it"

Tom then left the cabin to get his things from the van.

"Is he this annoying on the field?" I asked Peyton, rolling my eyes "My god! No wonder Ivanka Trump didn't want to go out with him!"

"He's even worse on the field" Peyton said, shrugging "He is so competitive that he would stoop to anything to win. On that note, I can keep an eye on him for you so that he won't cause you trouble"

"I'd appreciate that" I replied, smiling as Tom came back inside, lugging a few bags full of stuff "Thanks!"

"No problem!" he said, smiling as Tom threw his bags on a bed…