Back with another chapter after Gwen and Layla's weed adventure. Let me know what you think!

Before their search for Jen they stopped for something to eat from the cooler.

"How can you think of eating at a time like this?" Kimberly scoffed. Layla and Gwen had a serious case of the munchies, there was no way they could do anything before stuffing their craws. Sandwiches and Doritos were eaten and taken with them for later. Armed with a couple flashlights with limited battery life, the girls searched outside. Gwen suggested they split up since she was rudely interrupted during her alone time with her crush; they walked to the woods while the other girls went to the outhouse to see if Jen might have still been in there.

"Do you think she wandered off?" Layla asked Gwen who at the moment was sneaking a peek at Layla's butt.

"Um, maybe. Jen might have gotten lost, she doesn't have the best sense of direction" she laughed.

"Man, I'm so buzzed" Layla said, still light headed from the weed, "I think you may have turned me into a pothead."

Without thinking, Gwen gave Layla's skin tight jeans a slap on the behind, Layla turned around with shock written across her face; Gwen had to think fast, "There was a mosquito!" she blurted out.

"Oh...okay" Layla said, getting a little suspicious. Moving forward, Layla could notice Gwen had her flashlight pointed to her ass the entire time, "Gwen, is there something you want to tell me?"

"What? I'm just watching your back."

Layla stopped and faced her, "You've been super nice to me all day, is there anything...you want to talk about?"

"I don't know what you mean, I just really like you."

"Like me, like me?"

"Well..." Gwen started to blush.

"I knew it! And that whole thing about showing our boobs, that was bull wasn't it?"

"Well, not entirely. Me and my girlfriends do that."

Layla felt violated, she crossed her arms across her chest, "I can't believe this."

"Layla, I'm sorry. I didn't mean to breach your trust, that was wrong. But I really do care about you."

"Yeah, right."

"Ever since tenth grade I wanted to be friends with you but...I was just too chicken, I was a dumb shit. You're such an amazing girl, you're sweet and smart and beautiful, everything I ever wanted. I thought I'd tell you how I felt this weekend before it was too late, before we went our separate ways."

Layla let this sink in, she looked deeply into Gwen's sparling brown eyes, she looked so innocent, "Gwen, that's actually really sweet. No one's ever really told me anything like that before." she walked close to her, "I never thought about being with a girl."

"Really? I always thought with the whole feminism and being a vegetarian..." Gwen started but was silenced by Layla's soft lips. Gwen could taste her tangerine lip gloss. They kissed sweetly, Gwen put her arms around the other girl's neck. They made out against a tree; Layla backed away for a second to catch her breath.

"Wow...That was amazing, I should have done this a long time ago!"

"I wish we had more time together. I'll be going to NYU in the fall" Gwen pouted.

"Well, you know Gwen, I was thinking of taking an art school in New York so...maybe we'll get to see each other...If we continue this."

"Really?"

Gwen was happy to hear this news, they continued to make out, Layla started sucking on her neck; Gwen moaned ecstatically. Layla took off the other girl's shirt, she was letting her instincts lead the way.

"I'm really liking this" Layla said as things were heating up until a certain someone had to ruin the moment with a girlish shriek.

"That sounded like Kimberly!" Gwen said hestiantly. She put her top back on and the two of them ran to the source of the blood curdling scream; they found Kimberly sitting on the ground sobbing. Gwen rushed to her side to comfort her only to find her holding someone's severed forearm in her hands; Layla and Gwen were shocked, ready to scream like they did when someone walked outside of their bedroom window. The forearm belonged to a gil, obvious to tell from the painted nails and slender fingers, but could it really belong to Jen? Could she be hacked to bits somewhere or even still alive and running from a cazed woodman like the hemit in that lame story?...

Y'all come back soon!