Here is chapter 3!!

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Carly breathed in a weird way and swam back wards farther into the water.

Freddie's mouth was parted a little bit as he finished with his shirt throwing it farther on shore along with his flip-flops. His black swim trunks flopped in the wind.

His feet moved without consent into the small waves the crashed upon the rocky shore. Carly noticed his chest was flab but he wasn't ripped like the athletic obsessed at their school. It was nice.

Freddie swam under the water to reach Carly faster. When he came up for air in front of Carly, his hair was beaded with water.

The moon light shown down on their faces just enough to see each other. Carly slipped underwater, Freddie went under too and wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her back to the surface.

A hand, of his, swept over her hair to smooth it back and came back around to her cheek, pulling her face closer to his with every second.

"Freddie, what are we doing?" Carly said softly, this killed Freddie inside with angst.

"We're doing what is right. What I have been trying to tell you for the past two years." Freddie looked straight into our eyes.

She looked away, turning her head. Freddie guided it back to his face. Something changed in the both of them.

They both leaned in, Freddie just touched lips with hers before he continued, he murmured first, "I have waited a long time for this moment."

Carly knew that, she had as well.

Freddie closed the space, making Carly shudder.

He pulled away, "Are you okay? Should I stop?"

"No, its okay. I was just surprised, is all."

Freddie moved close again through the water and leaned in, once again closing the gap. Carly wrapped her legs around him, so she wouldn't slip. They were just deep enough for Freddie to touch the bottom up to his shoulders.

She nipped at his bottom lip then massaging it after. Freddie used his tongue to beg for entrance, they didn't go as far to make out like animals. Eventually, she let him. Their eyes were closed, only seeing each other through touch.

Carly moved to wrap her arms around his neck, and to her hips with his hands. Neither of them could think about the outside world anymore, it was just them.

This was intense for Freddie. He groaned with fulfillment. Carly moved backwards to shore. Never breaking their kiss. She laid down on the ground and pulled Freddie on top of her, he hovered above dripping water on to her. She didn't mind.

How could he do this? Was this even Freddie anymore? Never had he had this effect on her.

After a good ten minutes of this, Carly shivered as a breeze rolled by off of the small waves.

"You cold?" Freddie pulled off to look down at her. His arms were getting a little tired from holding himself up.

"Yeah, a little." She began to sit up, so he pulled away from her and got up to grab is long sleeve button up shirt that he had discarded earlier, along with her shoes and his.

She was dry by now, so with Freddies help, she put his jacket on.

"We should probably go back. They might get a little suspicious." she turned her head in that direction.

Freddie groaned, he didn't want to go back. This was turning out to be the best Root & Berry retreat any student had ever been on.

"Come on, Freddie." Freddie stood and grabbed Carly's arm.

The walk back was momentous for the both of them. The first half, Carly just grazed Freddie's hand, hoping he would catch on.

Freddie looked at Carly and clutched her hand, holding it with his.

She smiled, finally.

The camp fire was put out by the time they reached the tent. They stumbled back into the tent and found their sleep wear. Carly found her Princeton t-shirt and sweatpants and Freddie found his boxers and his black t-shirt. With a flashlight they went back outside, careful not to wake the others. Both of them found a tree to change behind.

Freddie urged himself not to look. It was a very hard thing to do for him.

Once they were both changed, they headed back to the tent. Freddie found his sleeping bag but, Carly's was occupied. In his sleep, Gibby had decided he needed two sleeping bags, one for each leg.

"Damn, Gibby has my sleeping bag!" she whisper screamed.

"Oh, well you can have mine."

"No, that's yours."

"Well," he looked down at it, "we could share it.

Carly liked that idea.

Freddie got in first and then Carly. She had to get very close to him, almost on top of him, in order for the sleeping bag to zip, protecting them from the cold.

Good thing, Mr. Benson had packed him with a large sleeping bag. She was afraid he would strangle himself in it.

Freddie reached around behind her to zip it up. Surprisingly, there was a little bit of room left.

Carly grabbed a little piece of Freddie's shirt in the front, clutching it for support and comfort, knowing he was still there. At first, he was confused on this, but he let it pass.

From their very eager make-out session, both were quite tired. Of course, Carly couldn't stay asleep for very long.

Her eyes shot open and she struggled to get out of the sleeping bag.

Freddie awoke. "Carly, its okay you just had another nightmare. Sshhh…" Freddie rubbed the hand that was still grasping his shirt.

She looked up at him, for support. He gave it, with a gentle kiss. That calmed her down and back to sleep.

End of Night Two: One More Night To Go


Hey, I decided to load chapter three tonight because I love how it is going! I know this one was a little short, but next one will be longer!

PLEASE REVIEW! I need help as to what I should do for the last night on the Root & Berry retreat.