I was thinking maybe I'd split this up, like one half chapter 14 and the other the epilogue, but I think it's just all going in the epilogue.

WARNING, LONG AN. FEEL FREE TO SKIP(: I want to thank all of you for reading and reviewing and alerting and favouriting this and Sleep Away. It means a lot:) and I feel pretty good, ending this at the end of the year and then starting the threequel in the beginning!

Three cheers for a threequel?(:

Sob. Sniffle. Sharp inhale. Shaky exhale.

"Olivia, SHUT UP." I shout from my bed, burying my head farther into my bed. Will this be the last time I sleep in this bed? I don't know if Landon will pull some strings and get us in Cabin 15 again. I inhale the smell of the musty matress, my lavender scented sheets and the pine of the bedframe.

"Did you really just smell your bed?" Claire's lying beside me, the two of us crammed like sardines in my twin bed. "That's creepy..even for you."

"Shut it, Lyons," I wiggle, making her side of the bed shake. She giggles, making my side of the bed shake.

"Guys, you've got to get packing!" Dylan shouts from the ground below us. Peering out over the side of my bed I see that her four duffle bags are all packed and sitting by the door. Her bed's stripped too. Olivia stripped her bed and was trying to pack, but then started crying. And me and Claire? We haven't even gotten out of bed yet.

"Why are you in such a hurry to leave?" Claire grumbles.

"And you're so happy," Olivia sniffles.

Dylan's cheeks flush and a happy grin creeps over her face. "I'm going to Maine. To meet Landon's family."

"Really!" we all squeal, happy for our best friend. Dylan grins too and says "So the faster you guys are all ready, the faster I can meet them!"

Once all of our bags are packed and our beds are stripped, I take a look around the cabin I'd spent my previous two summers in. I'm going to miss it.

"Can we get out of here?" Claire whips on her gold aviators. "It's depressing me."

"Don't be sad, we'll be back here before you know it," Dylan opens the door, jumping at the sight of the boys. "Oh hey."

Josh is immediately beside Claire, arms wrapped around her shoulders and chin pressed into the top of her head. So cute. Derrick appears beside me, holding out a daisy. "I found this along the way. Want it? I know you wear Marc Jacobs Daisy perfume so..." he blushes and shrugs.

Aweh. That is so unbelievably cute. And he remembered my perfume, which is totally sweet. "Thanks," I say, tucking it behind my ear.

I barely hear him say "You look beautiful," as I scan the group on my porch for Cam. Did he really leave already? There's no glittering green and blue eyes or sandy brown hair, always perfectly in it's place.

With a sigh, I decide I'll just text him whenever I get home. Landon joins our group, nodding and smiling to us like we're all his friends instead of his campers. I shoot him a grin as he wraps a tanned arm around Dylan's waist. Guess they're really out in the open. Finally.

A horn honks, signaling the first of the goodbyes. It's Olivia's towncar, waiting to drive her to the airport. And again come the waterworks. She manages to smush us all into one big pile as she attempts a group hug.

"See you all during Christmas?" she says, locking eyes with Todd. She holds up her phone. "I'm expecting a text, Lyons."

He grins. "You'll get one, Ryan," they both laugh, realizing their last names rhyme. Claire and me exchange a glance. That sounds pretty flirty.

Then before I know it, everyone's gone. I stand alone on my porch, looking out at the expansive camp. It's completely empty, a first. I feel slightly choked up -this is my last year as a camper. Next year I'll be a counsellor with a whole new fresh batch of campers to look after. Totally unfamiliar campers.

I see the familiar Range Rover pull into empty parking lot and Isaac's familiar grin through the windshield. He picks my bags up, throws them into the trunk and gets back in. "Coming?" he asks, since I'm still standing, looking at my camp.

I blink a few tears out of my amber eyes. "Coming," I whisper. "Bye Camp Wood Lake. See you next year."