A/N Yeah...sorry I took so long...*dodges rotten veggies*

A bit of writers block, a new baby who I've been around so much I'm a second mother (; Not really that much though. Oh, and my grandmother has eaten my creativity cookies. Literally. The cookie jar is empty.

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Slinging was not my favorite. Attending to the ever growing commands of my cabin mates was annoying, and Fang and I barely got to eat. Fang had volunteered us (just to wake me up early I think) and we got to be the food servants of the people.

It was annoying to me, but I could tell Fang was enjoying it. It seemed that Chevy had Slinger duty today as well, and she carried a tray way too big for her. Just before she dropped, Fang swooped in and caught it.

"Fang!" she cried, and hugged his legs. I balanced my tray of deluxe pancakes on my shoulder and grinned.

He slid the tray onto Chevy's table, and waved goodbye. The little girls cheered and giggled when Fang jokingly assisted Chevy to her seat. He turned and grabbed the tray from my hands. "Go sit down. I've got the rest."

"Yeah right." I went and grabbed the tray of bacon, weaving between the tables to get to ours.

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Optional Rec. was probably my favorite time of the day, besides lunch. I took a racket from the shack, and practiced my serve. You could say I was surprised when my serve came back to me.

"Jeez, Max!" Gabby was still in her follow-through position. She took a ball out of her pocket, and lightly tapped it over the net. "Let's play a game." When I whipped it back, she jumped. "A nice game."

We were talking about Banquet when I hit the ball the wrong way, and my ring dug into my skin. I cursed, and put my racket down, dodging Gabby's return. "What's wrong?" Gabby walked around the net as I pulled the ring from my finger.

"Max..." Gabby started. "Did you get hitched?"

I started laughing, harder than I had laughed in a while, including the day before, so hard, I started gasping for air. When Gabby saw that it was just a promise ring, she started laughing. We collapsed in giggles. I now realize how weird it must have been for the other campers walking by, seeing two girls on the floor of the court, laughing their butts off rackets in hand.

It must of been a truly odd scene, because Iggy asked me what we were doing. Fang, Iggy, Ella, Gabby, Abby, Kit, Jack, and, I sat in circle in the cabin passing the smuggled, slowly melting M'n'M's around as we talked.

"Guys!" Carter ran in, looking excited. Ella shoved the bag down her shirt. "Come on! Unit activity!"

Iggy pulled me and Ella up as got up, and ran to the door. He almost ran into the wall he was so happy.

We hadn't had many Unit Activities, and they usually weren't that spectacular. Why they were all suddenly so excited was beyond me.

Lucy lined us up by cabin down in the Rec Hall.

Lucy stood before us. "As most of you know, we are having a movie night next week!"

The cabins cheered, and Lucy ushered them quiet. "But, we are having a slight issue. We can't decide on a movie. So we planned an educational scavenger hunt." Everyone groaned. "Trust me, it's fun. And, if you win, you get to choose the movie! Each cabin will get a subject- either Reading, Writing, History, Math, or Science."

Carter chose our subject: History. Perfect. My only good subject. Jenny read our first clue. "Go to the place where the sport of Apollo is played."

"Who's Apollo?" asked Lissa, not really paying attention.

I turned towards the upward path. "The archery field. He's the Greek God of archery."

Beth shrugged. "Go ahead guys. Counselors have to stay here. Something about cheating."

Fang smiled as we ascended the hill.

"What?" I asked. But he only shook his head, and ducked under some tape leading to the field. I looked by the shack, under the picnic table, but no avail.

"Found it!" called Sam from the middle of the field, under one of the posts.

He opened it and read it aloud. "Liberty and freedom. Look at the grand old _." (Sorry, I'm American:)

Iggy put his hand on his heart. " To the flag pole then."

Seven clues later, we were back at the Rec. Hall, where other cabins were looking around. We must have all gotten the same clue. I started searching, but all went to hell when a girl from another cabin cried, "I found it!"

Iggy groaned loudly, and we all sulked in defeat. "I wonder what movie we're watching..."

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Turns out the people of cabin 19 were all Twi-hards. Yes. We were going to watch Breaking Dawn: Part 1.

If I could scream, I would.

Luckily, Gabby had brought her iPad, so we were able to watch Whose Line Is It Anyway? during cabin time. Fang and Iggy entered while Wayne Brady was singing to a cop.

"Whose line?" Iggy questioned. "Nice." He snuggled next to Ella on the couch. How he knew where she was- no idea.

The buzzer went off, and they went onto the next skit.

"Max? Let's talk." Fang held out his hand in front of me, beckoning me outside. I debated going with him. Yes? No? Wayne finished his declaration of love to the detective via song.

"Sure, why not?"

A/N Sorry for the cliffie...and the lack of update.

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