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Chapter Four

"Alright, I think we're done." Carly commented as they looked at their masterpiece.

Paige nodded, her hands busy fixing his hair.

Vickie hummed in agreement. She leaned close to Dalton, grinning. "Think of this as part of the payment for earlier." She whispered into his ear.

"What when you were about to shove your hands down Nick's pants?" Dalton asked, teasingly.

Vickie rolled her eyes while Carly made a disgusted sound. Paige's hands stopped fixing his hair and slapped his head. "Just 'cause you're not getting some." Paige joked.

Carly laughed and backed out of the tent, Dalton's camera glued to her hand. "You're coming out."

Dalton shook his head, not convinced. "No, no, I don't know, man."

"Yes, if you don't, I will be so mad!" Carly said, pointing the camera towards the entrance to the tent.

"I think he needs a little bit of encouragement." Vickie whispered to Paige, who smirked and shoved him out of the tent.

"Damn, Paige." He said, as he stumbled out of the tent, Paige and Vickie following.

Carly laughed. "Look how good you look!"

Dalton nodded and faced the guys. "Hey." He said, hesitantly.

"He looks like Elton John, but more gay." Blake commented, making Wade chuckle.

"Elton John is gay?" Dalton asked, jokingly.

Vickie laughed and shook her head. "There is no hope for you!" She walked past Blake, who was moving towards Paige, and sat down on Nick again. "You like our creation?" She whispered in his ear, biting his earlobe gently.

He chuckled in response. "I like anything of yours."

Vickie bit her lip. "Oh, really?"

Nick hummed in agreement and brought their lips together.

"Why don't you ever make me that pretty, Carly?" Wade joked. Carly smiled and wandered over to him, sitting down in his lap. "Hi."

"Hi." Carly said back, smiling sweetly.

Dalton noticed Carly was distracted and grabbed the camera. "Give me my camera, man, come on." He mumbled, switching it on.

"Oh, yeah, that's good. Let me get some of that action." Dalton grinned, turning the camera to Paige and Blake, who were making out.

He then turned it to Carly and Wade, who were also kissing. "That's hot."

Vickie broke away from Nick when Dalton turned to them. "Oh, what? C'mon, that's not fair." Dalton protested.

Scoffing, Vickie looked at him. "You got more than an eyeful earlier!" She pointed out.

Nick sighed, still wanting to kiss her. He kissed her neck slowly and noticed Dalton still staring at them expectantly. He stopped and looked up at him.

"Don't even think about it. I ain't kissing you, dude." He joked, smirking.

Dalton laughed. "Come on, you know you want to, dude." Nick shook his head, laughing. "Just kidding. Psyche. I wouldn't kiss your ass for shit."

Vickie chuckled. "Sucks to be you, then." She pressed a quick kiss to Nick's lips and stood up. Nick opened his mouth to ask her what she was doing, but she beat him to it. "Chill, I'm just getting a drink." She said, leaning over to grab up Nick's beer bottle.

Just as she was about to sit back down, a large blinding light shone in her face.

Everyone stopped what they were doing as they noticed the truck stopping. Dalton closed his camera and held his hand up to block out the light.

They all stared, waiting for something to happen. Vickie sighed and turned her head to the side, away from the light.

"Yeah?" Wade shouted out, still holding Carly.

"Hey, yo, man, you need something?" Blake shouted out after him.

"Hey, can you turn off your lights, please?" Wade asked, his hand held out in front of his eyes.

"Okay, this is getting kind of creepy." Paige said, turning to Blake.

"God, what a prick." Vickie said, grinding her teeth together.

Blake turned back to the truck and sighed. "Hey, come on, man, get out of here. Nothing to see here. Let's go!"

Wade stood up, along with Carly. "Can we help you?" He shouted out to the truck.

"Maybe we're on his property." Carly suggested.

"No, we didn't pass a gate." Wade told her.

Blake started to get up. "Hey, man, turn your lights off!"

"Hello!" Wade shouted out.

Vickie exhaled slowly; she was starting to get annoyed.

"Turn your lights off!" Blake shouted, getting angry. "I'm serious, man, turn your lights off, or I'm whopping someone's ass!" He went to go forward but Wade stopped him, by putting his hand on his chest.

"It's alright, it's cool, man." Wade said, trying to calm him.

Vickie narrowed her eyes at the truck and sighed. She felt her hand twitch, which normally was the signal that she was getting very annoyed and was going to do something about it. She glanced down and noticed she was gripping Nick's beer bottle tightly in her hands. She lifted it up, just as she heard Nick standing up, and threw it hard towards the truck, smashing its headlight.

"Shit!" Carly shouted. She turned around and spotted Vickie, realizing it was her that threw the bottle.

Nick gently moved past Vickie and stood in front of everyone, glaring at the truck.

They all stood quietly, staring at the truck, waiting for the person inside to do something.

Dalton decided to get cocky and moved to the front, throwing his arms up and shouting "What?"

Finally the truck reversed before driving away.

"Yeah!" Dalton shouted, watching it drive away. "That was great, man!"

Carly turned to Vickie who still stood there, exhaling slowly. "Vickie… what the hell?"

Vickie bit her lip. "What? I don't go to anger management for nothing." She joked lightly. She sighed, knowing Carly was serious. She shrugged. "He was annoying me."

Carly opened her mouth to speak, but Dalton got to her first. "That was wicked. You went all incredible-hulky on his ass!" He said, making arm movements, before wandering off.

Vickie hummed and stepped back, sitting in Nick's seat.

Carly once again went to say something, but Wade cut her off. "Come on, just leave it." He suggested, wrapping an arm around her shoulder and taking her back to the seat. Carly sighed but nodded.

Nick stood in front of Vickie, an eyebrow raised and a smirk on his face.

"What?" Vickie asked, defensively.

Nick's smirk grew and he grabbed her hand, pulling her up. He moved around her so that he was sitting on the seat and then pulled her back down. He was silent for a minute before he spoke. "Babe, really? My bottle?" He asked, nestling his face into her neck.

"Hey! You were thinking the exact same thing." She defended, pointing a finger at him.

He hummed lightly against her neck, making her shiver from the sensation. "So what if I was? That was my bottle." He reminded her.

Vickie chuckled, leaning back into him. "Dont worry, baby. I'll make it up to you."

"I should hope so." He whispered into her ear, giving her a kiss on the neck.

They all had settled into their tents for the night. Paige and Blake. Carly and Wade. Vickie and Nick and Dalton.

Vickie sighed as she shuffled out of her shorts from underneath the sleeping bag. Their was no way she was going to let Dalton get a peek at her underwear, especially not when he had his damn camera recording.

"God, Dalton, will you turn that damn thing off!" Vickie asked, huffing. She rolled her eyes as he grinned and shook his head. "Ass." She mumbled.

She felt Nick shift beside her, they were sharing a sleeping bag while Dalton had his own at the end of the tent. Nick shifted onto his side, leaning on his elbow, topless. "Dalton, just turn it off." He said, moving his hand to rest on Vickie's hip.

Vickie rolled her eyes and moved the sleeping bag up her body, so that it covered her top half. She unbuttoned her shirt and quickly slipped it off. At the same time, Nick had thrown a spare pillow at Dalton, blocking his view of her. She grabbed up her pajama top and slipped it on.

Dalton started spluttering once he removed the pillow from his face, eagerly turning his face towards Vickie. He sighed once he realized she was already changed.

"Hey, dickhead, stop staring at my girlfriend." Nick said, narrowing his eyes at him.

Dalton put his hands up in defense. "Alright, alright, let's go to bed then." He said, closing his camera and turning it off.

Nick stared at him for a second, not trusting him. He sighed and flopped back down to the ground, spooning against Vickie's back. She smiled softly at him, before settling down.

"Good night!" Vickie chirped, wrapping Nick's arm around her waist.

Dalton chuckled. "Night, Vickster."

It was peacefully quiet, except from the low chatter from the other tents.

Vickie frowned when she saw a red light beneath her closed eyes. She peeked an eye open and nearly screamed.

Dalton's camera was in her face, filming her.

"Dalton!" Vickie shouted, startling Nick next to her. Dalton jumped and he dropped the camera. Vickie quickly shot up and grabbed it. She stood up, Nick's arm dropping by her side.

"What's going on?" Nick asked, rubbing his eyes.

Vickie glared at Dalton, before switching off the camera. "This fucking perv was taping me! While we were sleeping!" She shouted, again.

"Dalton, Christ sake." Nick cursed, glaring at Dalton. "You've had it now, I'm gonna let her do whatever the fuck she wants." He flopped back down on the bed and closed his eyes.

Vickie smiled, menacingly. Dalton stared at her, his mouth gaping like a fish. "Wh-What are you going to do to me?"

She kept smiling. "I'm not going to do anything to you… its what I'm going to do with your precious camera, that you should be worried about."

"No, Vickie, please, I'll stop. It's expensive, it's my whole life!" Dalton pleaded. He stepped towards her but Nick slapped his hand up to his chest, stopping him.

"Just go to sleep, Dalton. You'll get your camera in the morning. Right, babe?" Nick asked Vickie.

Vickie nodded, unwillingly.

This seemed to calm Dalton down. "Alright, alright." He said, and settled down to sleep. "I better get it in the morning…" He mumbled, getting tired. "G'night."

Vickie smiled sweetly at Nick, blowing a kiss to him before opening the flap and going outside. It was cold, no doubt about that, but it was worth it. She quickly walked over to Blake's car, laying Dalton's camera inside the back of the car. She smiled to herself before turning and going back to the tent.

When she got there, she paused. She felt as though someone was watching her. She turned around and looked into the woods, frowning when she didn't see anything. She shivered and quickly went through the flat into the tent; she wanted to get back to Nick's warm body. She smiled as she laid down, falling asleep almost instantly.

If she had stayed outside for almost a second more, she would have noticed a man picking up Dalton's discarded camera.

TBC…