And this is what happens when your two good friends are bored and you don't show up. This chapter right here. I apologize in advance for the lack of plotline.

Riv woke with a start. She didn't reccognize the white walls of the room, but then the memories came flooding back. I'm in the Big House. Oh gods...I...oh, what did I do? Riv checked herself for wounds. A broken wrist and a sprained ankle...Well, it could be worse. I guess I'm not playing soccer or softball anytime soon.. Riv chucked, then swung her legs around and over the side of the bed so she was in a sitting position. Upon finding a glass of nectar, Riv took measured sips. Soon she felt better, then limped to the window. There Riv stood, balanced on her good leg, watching the other campers.

James walked in. "How are you feeling?" he asked her.

Riv spun around at James' voice, but then just slumped her shoulders. It's not like he's going to hurt me or anything. It wasn't he who put me in here. "I'm alright" Riv answered, then sat back down on her bed.

James held out her dagger, now fixed. "This is yours." he said, but suddenly dropped it behind him by accident. He then truned around to pick it up, and when he bent over, the waistband of his white briefs was exposed.

Riv grimaced and looked away. "Gods, James. Pull up your pants!" Then Riv laughed and pulled out a small plastic pouch of SweetTarts. She popped one into her mouth. "Want some?"

James blushed and turned around fast as lightning. "S-sure." he said, still read as a tomato.

Riv laughed and took her dagger from James' hand. Then she poured a few SweetTarts into his now-empty hand.

James smiled and laughed after popping the SweetTarts into his mouth. "Well, that was better than what Ivy did." he said. "She gave me a wedgie for wearing these." he said, trying to lighten the mood.

Riv laughed again. "Hmmm..." she chuckled.

James laughed, looking a her quickly. "Please don't tell me I gave you any ideas..." he said

Riv gave James an evil grin, quickly changing it back to her regular smile. "Nah, you're safe."

James sighed. "In reality, I probably deserve something like that for being such a bastard to you." he said,

"Yeah, maybe." Riv agreed. "But I am not touching your tightey-whiteys." Riv gave a small laugh.

James chuckled. "Am I not good enough for you?" he said, feigning indignation.

Riv snootily looked away with a "Hmph." Then she smiled andpoured a few more SweetTarts into James' hand.

James smirked. "Want me to do it?" he joked.

"Uhm, no thank you." Riv replied.

"I was just kidding!" James said. "So, how bad is it?"

Riv looked at her arm. "Well, it's not too bad. It just kinda, well, hurts."

James shrugged. "I feel bad because I'm the reason you got hurt. Anything I can do to make it up to you?" he asked.

"It's fine. And it wasn't you who hurt me..." Riv insisted. "It's...complicated."

James shook his head. "Anything. A free shot, or something like that. I'll do anythiong to make it up to you."

"Just be my friend." Riv said. "I-now that I know you, you're not the devil I thought you were." Riv gave a shaky laugh. "I'm sorry for being such a...uh.." Riv trailed off, searching for the right word.

James nodded, giving her a tight hug.

"Ow." Came Riv's muffled cry.

James pulled away quickly. "Just got a bad memory of Ivy giving me a wedgie through a hug." he explained.

Riv laughed, glad to be free of the tight embrace. Then she began rubbing her slightly crushed arm. "I thought I told you, I have no intentions of touching your tightey-whiteys."

James turned around "You know you want to." he joked, fake teasing her.

Riv laughed. "No, I'm pretty sure I don't."

James laughed. "Are you too good for my underwear?" he asked her in mock anger.

"Seeing as you're wearing them... Let's see...I think yes." Riv teased.

James smirked. "Well," he said. "maybe YOU need a wedgie."he joked with an evil smirk.

Riv thought about running away, but she knew she couldn't. "No fair!" she said instead with a smile. "What about my foot? I couldn't even get downstairs if I tried!"

James smiled, going on the other side of the bed, to Riv's backside.

"Noo!" Riv squealed, jumping up onto her uninjured foot.

James stopped her, grabbing her midsection and pulling her back on the bad."You need to stay off that foot." he instructed.

"Aw!" Riv complained. "They didn't stop Percy from going downstairs even after he got stung by that pit scorpion!" But she obliged, sitting back down on the bed.

James then quickly pulled her panties in the air, giving her a whopper of a wedgie! James snickered. "Lace?" he asked with a smirk.

"Ooowww!" Riv howled, her cheeks turning pink. "Not cool, man. Not cool."

James chuckled. "Hey, what're you gonna do?" he challenged her playfully.

"Not going to give you a wedgie." Riv growled. Instead, she punched him with her uningered arm.

James smirked as the punch did little effect. "But seriously, lace?" he teased her.

"Shuttup." Riv growled, then lying down on the bed. In the process, she kicked James off. "Ha-ha."

James fell on the floor, his tighty whiteys exposed again.

"Gods James, I'm actually starting to thing you want a wedgie." Riv said crossly, smiling all the while.

James shrugged. "I really don't care either way." he said, not moving from his position.

"Oh, get up." Riv said, rolling her eyes and nudging James with her foot. "I'm not giving you a wedgie."

James stood up. "You never answered me." he said with an evil smirk, standing up. "Why lace?"

"Not my choice." Riv said, a light blush starting in her face. "My mom got me those...and I wasn't expecting a wedgie from a weird kid." Riv stuck her tongue out at James.

James blushed, and lightly hit Riv in the arm. "So, I just wanted to clear something up with you." he said.

Riv sat up and looked at James. "Yeah? What?"

"Ivy." he said. "She and I are kinda dating now. Just making sure you knew." he said.

"I could kinda tell." Riv assured James. "Y'know, a girl's intuition." Riv smiled.

James shrugged. "So, what do you want to do now?" he asked her.

"Hmm...what do I want to do...?" Riv wondered aloud. Then she straightened up as a thought hit her. "Hey, I thought You weren't going to allow me to leave the room. Not that I'm holding you to that..."

James shook his head. "If you're going anywhere, I'll carry you there. I refuse to let you walk on a hurt ankle."

Riv blushed. "Are you sure? I think they have crutches..."

James shook his head. "I looked. None at all."

"Oh, right." Riv thought for a minute. "Is the lake ok?"

"Sure." James said. "Would you prefer I carry you in my arms or back?" he asked.

"You mean bridal style of piggy-back ride?" Riv countered jokingly.

"Essentially." James confirmed.

"Ah, piggy-back ride." Riv said with a grin.

James bent over, which, GUESS WHAT, revealed his Fruit of the Loom tighty whities again. "Hop on." he said.

With a smile, Riv lightly slaps James' back before boarding. "All set. Just, please make sure not to hit my head on the doorframe." Riv reminded him.

James nodded, getting them to the lake in a flash. "Hey," he asked her. "You want to go swimming?" he asked. "I mean, just go a little deep, to cool off."

Riv hmm'ed, then said, "I wonder what else we would do at the lake, besides swimming." Riv laughed, then jumped in with a splash, taking care to splash as much water James' way as she could.

James rubbed the back of his head. "I was going to suggest we change into swimsuits first..." he stated.

Riv popped her head above the water and looked at James. "Oh, right. Sorry, I forgot..." Riv climbed out of the water perfectly dry. Then she lightly touched James' shoulder, causing him to dry. "Better?"

James nodded. "So..." he said. "I'll take you back to your cabin, let you change, then go change myself, and come get you, snd we come back here?" he clarified for her.

Riv nodded. "Fine. It just takes so much longer." she teased.