"The weak can never forgive. Forgiveness is the attribute of the strong" - Gandhi
Please be strong and forgive me! I procrastinated this chapter and I'm sorry! I do not own twilight.
Cullen Camp
BPOV
I looked up at the cloudy, murky sky as we made our way down to the mess hall for breakfast. I was dressed head to toe in as much green as I had packed in my camp bag. My hair was pulled back into a messy ponytail with a green and white bandana, a lime green T-shirt, jeans and tennis shoes. Why am I dressed like this? One answer: Color wars. Color wars where a long-standing tradition at Camp Eagle. At the end of each camp session the camp would be divided into four colors: Red, Blue, Green and Purple, they would then face off in a number of "challenges' and the final team standing would win and get an honorary spot on the lodge wall. Grinning to myself I dug into the stale waffles we where provided with for breakfast. As the mess hall buzzed with excitement the usual miniscule camp director got out her microphone:
"Attention! Attention!" she yelled into it. We all hushed and turned toward her. " I have the color wars schedule here, and after you go to your first challenge the counselor will tell you where to go. Red and Green will be staying here at he mess hall, and Purple and Blue at the baseball field! Good luck and let the games begin!" Everyone cheered and bustled off to their spots, we all stayed put.
"The enemy is in position," Emmett whispered with a maniac grin at the cluster of people in red across from us. "Bring the rain!"
"Emmett! Don't you dare do anything stupid!" Rosalie said as a counselor stepped forward.
"Okay Red and Green, your first challenge will be a food eating contest! Jell-O will be bought out and you select a team member to eat it with their hands tied behind their backs first wins!" I burst out laughing, trying to imagine one of the Cullens forcing down a giant plate of Jell-O. Red gave me weird looks as they whispered among themselves.
"Okay there is no way I'm eating that" I said as soon as my giggling fit was over, then promptly hid behind Edward. Everyone then turned to Emmett.
"No way, not me! Awww common, that stuff smells DISGUSTING!" he whined as the cook placed two jell-o platters down on the table.
"You can and you will you stupid vampire!" said Alice hysterically. "I'll give you a pair of my designer flip-flops when we get home."
"The pink ones…?" Emmett asked grinning.
"Fine! Now just go over and that damn thing!" Grinning he sat down next to a tall kid dressed in solid Red. He eyed the kid coolly as the counselor tied both their hands. Looking down at the gargantuan pile of jell-O, the grin slid right off his face.
"On your mark, get set, GO!" screamed the counselor. Looking like a man walking to the gallows, he shoved his head face first into the giant blob of mush. We all cheered at the jell-o eaters and the Red team equally as he began slurping it down, like opposite sides of a football match. But the other kid was winning so we all started yelling at him to go faster, but it wasn't until Alice threatened to steal his ninja turtle PJs did he really started chugging it down. He looked like a human vacuum cleaner. At last he emerged, face green from the jell-o and covered in glop.
"In your face!" he yelled at his opponent and proceeded to dance around the hall, skipping and singing, "We are the Champions". Smiling the counselor declared us the winners and sent us to the next challenge, a boat race.
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Jubilant at our win we all bounded outside, the Red teams behind us yelling like a group of banshees. Edward scooped me up and gave me a piggyback ride to the docks. The camp director was there, directing the mayhem that was a hundred rowdy teenagers. The Red and Purple teams sat on the ground next to the lake, while the rest of us where given a small sailboat. Praying I remembered how to direct a boat we all clambered into them. It was me, Edward, Jasper and Alice in the boat.
"Welcome to the final challenge of Color wars!" the director yelled into her ever-present megaphone, too much whooping form the watching teams. "The object of this race is to reach the marker in the middle of the lake, turn around and come back! Get ready teams!" She lifted the pistol, and fired. Carefully we pulled up the sails and let the wind catch it. Smiling my favorite smile, Edward grasped the ropes controlling the sails, while Emmett and Jasper paddled. I was crouching on the bow watching for anything in the water, and to spy on the Blue team. So far we where in a tie, with a steady wind keeping us on the same speed.
"Puff incoming!" I yelled. Quickly Edward directed the tiny boat slightly to the side to get out of it, but the Red team wasn't as lucky. The wind messed up their sails and cost them a few minutes getting back into the race.
"Turning!" Yelled Edward, and I held on tightly to the pole next to me as we swung around and raced back to the mass of cheering shoreline. By now we where maintaining a lead, but the Re team was getting desperate. Silently they filled up their bail buckets with water and threw water into our boats.
"DIRTY TATICS!" Screamed Alice, and stopping only to employ a few choice swear words, began bailing furiously. The extra water slowed us down, but we still sailed smoothly into first place. Happily we all ran up to the director, who presented us with ouyr very own trophy. Grinning we all posed for the picture.
Looking around at all the people during dinner I realized just how much this place meant to me. Ah, the memories. Mike's face when I zapped him in the face with a water gun, Emmett dumping smelly camp food onto Edward, Alice painting Robin's toenails… I smiled to myself; I would really miss this place.
(A/N) I am so sorry for not having this up! I feel horrible, please forgive me! We did have color wars, Jell-O eating contests and boat races at my camp.