Yeah! Got this one up fast! I actually really like this one. It sort of sets up future conflicts. I hope you guys like it! POV PREDICTION GUESSES ARE STILL OPEN! HINT: IT'S THE SAME THING THAT PREDICTS IT IN EVERY CHAPTER!

Unlike Cartman, I wasn't totally dreading having Butters as a fifth member of our cabin. I was thrilled, actually. Apparently they'd run out of cabin space so they had to stuff him in with us even though there were only supposed to be four people per cabin. I have both the virgins with me every night for eight weeks. Stan and Cartman were small obstacles I could get around. I was gunna have a lot of fun this summer.

I sort of wanted to take Kyle just to see what Stan's reaction would be. They so obviously liked eachother, people had started betting on when they'd get together. Not that I wanted to hurt Stan, (or Kyle for that matter) Stan was great in more ways than one. Yes, that means I've fucked him. Last year at a party at his house.

Neither of us were that drunk. We both knew what we were doing. See, Wendy had told me previously that Stan was better than me at sex. Well, I figured I'd find out. So I asked Stan if he would, and he said sure. Despite his obvious crush on Kyle he was 'straight' at the time (and still is) so no one else knew. Not that we'd officially said we wouldn't tell people, it was kind of just naturaly communicated. Especially Kyle. I knew the world would fall apart if Kyle knew. The test of how good Stan was wasn't completely legitiment, seeing as I made him be the girl, but I figured if Stan reacts like that to me I better be pretty god damn fucking good. I came to the conclusion Wendy just didn't want to admit she liked having sex with me.

My thoughts were interupted by Cartman shoving me out of the way to get into Cabin 9, pathetically the highest number. Girls had even numbered cabins, guys had odds and at the other end of the camp.

Inside out cabin there was a bunk bed on the side walls and a twin bed in the middle of the back wall. A little table was in each of the back cornors and there was an ugly rug on the floor.

"I call top bunk!" I yelled immediately dropping my dirty ribbing bag and climbing up the lader to the bunk bed on the right.

"Me too!" said Cartman waddling to the bed on the left, but Stan cut him off and climbed up.

"Too slow, fat ass!" he taunted as Kyle threw his bag onto the bottom of his bunk.

"Fine! You wanna sleep in the same bed as Kyle, be my guest, fag!"

It was a poor comback and he sat huffily and protectively on the single bed.

Butters came in last, obviously uneasy about the idea of living with us for the next eight weeks. I guess he should be. I wasn't planning on letting him get much sleep this summer. He set his Hello Kitty bag down on the bunk beneath me. I flipped my head over the edge of mine so I was facing him upsidedown.

"Hey, bunkie," I said cheerfully. He squeaked in surprise and fell backwards on him bed, hitting his head on the bottom of mine in the process.

I flipped back up and climbed down as Kyle took the few steps toward him. "Ow..."

"Are you okay?" Kyle asked with concerned eyes. Yeah. Kyle was a fucking angel. Butters blushed a little and didn't answer, clutching the back of his head with one hand.

"Butters?" I said slyly manuvering around Kyle and climbing somewhat over him. My face was inches from his and I was smiling lustfully at him. His blush got deeper and his eyes widened. I reached for her hand and removed it from hid head, turning him to examine the bump that was forming. I didn't let go of his hand and he was closing his eyes tightly. Cartman gave a disgusted snort nad I could feel Stan and Kyle staring at us oddly. Butters eyes sprang open when I lightly kissed the bump. I turned him back around and held onto his shoulders, my head touching his.

"Better?" I asked kindly. He gave a tiny, barely noticable nod and I stood back up and climbed back up my bunk.

"Kenny, don't be faggy in here!" said Cartman with an emotion in his voice I couldn't identify. "We're lving in here, ass hole!"

Kyle sighed and pulled out his map. He and Butters were the only ones who had actually grabbed them.

"Damn, whoever owns ths place must be fucking rich!" he said examining it. "Rockwall, archery, zip line, pool, jet skiis... Jesus Christ."

"Why do we need a pool?" I asked confused, as Stan climbed down to look over Kyle's shoulder. "I thought there was supposed to be a lake."

"There is," said Stan, pointing to it on the map and grinning. "Great! I'll be in perfect shape for soccer!"

I glanced at the clock on the wall. 3:20.

"Well, we've got an hour and fourty minutes," I said. "Should we go exploring?"

"Uh huh," said Kyle tracing a path with his finger. "I want to check out their library."

Yeah, a library. A fucking library. In a camp I could afford just with the money from my part time job and a little bit of help from Kyle. Everyone else's parents had made them come. I came because I didn't want to be stuck alone all summer.

The five of us headed out of our cabin five minutes later, Kyle's nose stuck in the map, Stan looking around cooly at passing kids, Cartman scowling and crossing his arms, Butters so close behind me at the back I was just waiting for him to grab the hem of my shirt. Little cutie. We were currently heading for the game room on the other side of camp. I spotted Pip and Damien talking to two other guys in front of Cabin 1. They looked like they were talking about something important. A few passing girls waved at them and all four of them raised a hand simotainiously with kind smiles, sending the girls into a giggling fit before running off.

"What the fuck was that?" said Cartman looking at the same thing I was. Kyle, Stan, and Butters looked up.

"What?" asked Stan curiously.

A boy with glasses seemed to notice us looking at them and glared, nudging the other boy I didn't know. They all turned around to look at us, all but Pip wearing piercing death glares. Rivalry seemed to automaticly spark between the two groups.

"What's their problem?" asked Kyle with an irritated look on his face.

"Let's go find out," I said simply, putting on a grin and beginning to walk towards them. Butters followed suit, and the other threee followed after a moments hesitation.

Fun, fun! What'll happen now? Oliver and Kyle battle of wits? Mace and Cartman battle of fists? Damien and Stan battle of... something?! We can only hope! I reall don't know. I'll just write whatever come to me. Damn... I unintentionaly put some StanXKenny and KyleXButters in there, neither of which I like. Neither will have any part in the story, or it's sequel. Kenny and Stan's little session will cause drama later, but nothing between them. I'm also thinking I might let slip some StanXButters. X3 I'm so hopelessly in love with too many couples. Likes? Dislikes? Cookies? Popsicles? Socks? Flames?? -still craving- All are loved! Next chapter will be up soon hopefully! 333