"How's your year been, Quinn?" Mrs. Ogelstein, the camp director, asked while Quinn unpacked her belongings in the old, musty cabin. "Uh…difficult." Quinn didn't dare tell her what happened. This was a bible camp. Getting pregnant at sixteen and unmarried was a big 'no-no'. She beat the mattress to get dust and dead bugs off.
"Mrs. Ogelstein?" Quinn looked up to see a scraggly, lanky boy standing in the door frame. "Yes, Brian?" Mrs. Ogelstein pushed up her glasses and smiled. "Which cabin am I in again?" he asked, biting his nails. "Cabin 2-C." She walked over to him and pointed towards the cabin. Quinn assumed this Brian kid was gay. Flamboyantly so. Even more than Kurt. What the hell was he doing at a bible camp? A super Christian one at that.
She saw him walking away and decided to go introduce herself. She was gonna need a friend in these two long weeks. She was already missing Rachel and craved her body up against hers. She should have had Rachel go down on her. But she didn't want her body in full, nude view.
"Brian!" Quinn called out and he turned around. "Uh, hi. I'm Quinn." She held out her hand. He gently grabbed it and smiled back. "Well, hi." He scratched the back of his head. "Is this your first year here?" She asked while he appeared to be looking around, spaced out. "Uh…yeah. They asked me…uh, my church…to come and be a counselor. I think they have ulterior motives." He appeared to bite the inside of his cheek and frowned. "Oh. I'm sorry to hear that." She felt her eyes start to sting and scratched her elbow. Why did she feel like crying? Was she that afraid of being found out? Forget pre-marital sex and a pregnancy, being gay was way worse than that here.
"Are you okay, Quinn?" Brian leaned down a little to make eye contact. Quinn blinked away what felt like oncoming tears and nervously chuckled. "Yeah." She put her hands behind her back. "I gotta go unpack some more." She gave a small wave and slowly walked back into the cabin.
"Quinn, are you okay?" Quinn looked up at Mrs. Ogelstein "Yeah." Would she ask that if she knew you liked a girl? She walked back to her bunk and grabbed a few shirts to put in her drawer.