Aren't gay guys just SOOOOO awesome? Two of my friends are slowly making their way towards each other and it's funny cause I've dated both of them, and so has my friend and then my other friend has liked one of them and dated the other, and all three of us are like SWOON! -giggles uncontrollably- Heehee. Now we've just gotta get 'em together... -laughs madly as all of her friends slowly become bi- ENJOY! ;D

The thing about Cartman is he's got such a personality that sometimes he's really hard to predict, and others he's really easy. And then half the time when you think you understand, you're completely wrong. I had a feeling I was completely wrong about this.

We were sitting around one of the four campfires that had been set up about 8:00, (it was not 8:45) and for some reason Cabin 1 was sitting with us. We were roasting marshmallows and making s'mores like we used to do when Stan's uncle Jimbo took us camping. I was on my eighth s'more, choking it down hungrily, receiving odd looks from Oliver and Mace. Cartman was trying to convince us to listen to a scary story.

"You guys are such pussies," he said. "You're scared of everything!"

"God damn it, Cartman, fine!" shouted Kyle angrily blowing out the fire that had ignited his marshmallow. "We'll listen to you stupid story!"

Butters tensed next to me, the flames lighting up his face in the dark. I put a comforting hand on his head and he looked up at me with scared eyes. I knew he hated scary stories. Cartman would probably scar his mind fourth rest of the summer. At another fire girls erupted in giggles.

"Very well, Jew," smirked Cartman. "This particular story happens to be true, about this very camp.

"There aren't any true scary stories about Camp Gotcha, Cartman," said Oliver irritably.

"Psh," scoffed Carmtan. "Says you. Anyway..." he reached for the flashlight that was resting on the ground a flicked it on, holding it up to his face. "It happened the second year the camp was open...

"Three girls had come, best friends, and they each met the same guy. He dated all of them, convincing each not to tell anybody. Back then the camp didn't have as many buses and one of the girls had driven them. One night two of the girls had taken the car to find the third girl who'd been missing for a few hours.

"They found her making out with the guy a little outside the camp. They stopped and confronted him about cheating on them. He just shrugged it off and told them he was leaving camp anyway, and asked if they'd give him a ride to the nearest gas station. The third girl had started to say 'no way' but the first girl had cut her off and said they'd be happy to. The other two girls had bee surprised by this but the first assured them she had a plan.

"They drove a while and then the first girl stopped the car in the middle of nowhere. She told the guy to get out of the car. He did and told her she'd regret this. They drove away and back to camp. When they got out of the car, the second girl screamed. The other two had run around the car to her and saw that the door had closed on the guy's tie and he'd been dragged along the road the whole way. They started panicking but the third girl told them to snap out of it. No one would find out. They dragged him to the lake and threw him into the greenish gray mist that had formed on top of it. They'd returned to their cabin in a frantic state and tried to sleep.

"Two weeks went by and everything was fine. Everyone had just assumed the guy had left and just hadn't gotten home yet. That night the girls were listening to the radio when a voice said that this song was dedicated to the third girl. All three were sure it had been the guys voice. The song that played was "Electrify Me." It had been their song when they were going out. The third girl was a little freaked out so she went to take a shower.

"She had a radio next to the shower didn't notice the greenish grey slime seeping through the window sill. She reached to change the station on the radio and was electrocuted.

"The next morning at breakfast the other two girls were extremely freaked out. They asked the other girls at camp if they thought it was weird that the song 'Electrify Me' had been dedicated to her and then she was electrocuted. No one e remembered hearing that song or a dedication to the third girl, and they'd been listening all night.

"That night the girls were listening to the radio again. They heard the same voice dedicate a song to the second girl. The song hat played was 'Falling For You' which had been her and the guys song. She panicked and stayed close to the first girl all night. Nothing happened and they figured it must have been their imaginations.

"The next day everyone went on the zip line. The second girl was the last to go and as she was getting ready to attach herself to the line, she slipped on some greenish grey slime and fell to her death.

"Now the first girl was really freaked out. She asked the other girls if they'd heard the dedication last night and no one had. That night she was alone in the cabin listening to the radio. The guys voice came on again and dedicated a song to her. The song that played was theirs. 'A Knife in my Heart.' 'Electrify Me' had played and her friend had been electrocuted. 'Falling For You' had played and her friend had fallen off the zip line tower. He was going to stab her!

"She shoved a table against the door and grabbed her cell phone, punching the number of the radio station. By some miracle got through and she heard the voice of the DJ on the other line asking for her request.

" 'No! You've got to help me! He's going to kill me!' she shouted into the phone. The DJ told her to calm down. She explained the songs and the killings and what they'd done and he said hadn't played any of those songs in ages. She kept insisting they'd heard them and the DJ asked where she was, finally understanding this wasn't a joke. She told him Camp Gotcha and he stayed on the line talking to her. She began to hear sirens in the distance. She felt relieved. They were coming to save her. She heard a knock on her door and moved the table away, not even noticing the greenish grey slime seeping under the door. She opened the door and-"

"God dammit, Eric, shut up!"

Everyone jumped at my outburst and look at me. Kyle looked scared, Stan looked uneasy, Oliver looked like a little kid, Mace looked angry, Cartman looked annoyed, and Pip was clinging to Damien's waist with closed eyes. Butters had buried his face in my arm and I guessed was close to tears. He was the reason I'd stopped the story.

"Butters?" I asked placing a hand on his back. "Are you okay?"

He nodded shakily, looking up a little.

"I'll take him back to the cabin if you guys wanna finish the story," I said looking at Cartman.

"She just sees the guy a stabs her and the cops coe and find her dead body," said Catman irritabley. "Dammit, Butters, you ruined the whole thing."

"'S-sorry," he whispered, still clinging to my sleeve.

"Don't feel bad, Butters. Kyle was scared, too," said Stan looking at his best friend with an amused smirk.

I could barely see Kyle turn red in the low light. "Shut up, Stan," he muttered.

Oliver cleared his throat and sat up staight, glancing at his watch. "Well, everybody," he said. "It's almost 9 and we've gotta make our rounds. Remember, curfew is 10. See you all tomorrow."

Cabin 1 rose and walked away, all of them baring flashlights, Pip waving happily at us. I glanced down at Butters again, and then looked back at the guys.

"We staying out here longer or going back to the cabin?" asked Stan.

"Let's go back, it sucks out here," said Kyle, a little closer to Stan than I remembered.

"You're just scared, Jew," said Cartman but he stood up anyway and began walking back with the flashlight.

Kyle sighed and reached for his own and the rest of us followed back to our cabin, leaving our fire still ablaze for Cabin 1 to put out. I was starting to think the councelors made them do all their dirty work. Protecting the kids, calling them for ceremonies and probably meals, saying almost everythign at the ceremony, setting up the camp fires, their 'rounds', putting out the fires. Yeah. Why did we even need the councelors? We had everyone's favorite guys!

Looking back at that story it wasn't scary as was badly written. XD Sorry about that. It was from a scary story book and the original was a shit load better but I wrote that from pure memory when the last time I heard the story was at least four years ago. The 'No! You've got to help me! He's going to kill me!" was the only exact thing I remembered because the friend who read it to us at the sleepover I heard it at said it SO AWESOMELY. I had to modify it a lot 'cause the original story wasn't at a camp and she fell down the stairs not the zip line tower, if they even have those. But, yeah.

ANYWAY, first signs of Style, I think. I'm not sure, I don't remember. It'll start to show up more now. The next chapter's gunna be really fun. Yep. Fufufu.

Sorry this one took so long. First I had to decide on a story to use, then I had to modify if, then fucking high school started, and I couldn't get on till now... isn't high school SO FUCKING BORING? I'm like, DYING. Biology's weird, Algebra II/Trig is HARD, Wold History's scary, Honors English 9 is weird and my teacher's CANADIA! She says aboot and EVERYTHING! Japanese is fun, though. We took mugshots with our names in Japanese, and we got to tracethe symbol thingies like in Kindergarden, and there was the TINY SHINY CUTE GUY for the numbers story thingy. Theatre's BEAST, and I got to tell the whole class my guy friend wore a dress and I got a picture of a cupcake. AND if we bring gum on stage we get to turn our backs to the class, grab our ankles, and sing Twinkle Twinkle Little Star! FUN, RIGHT?! I know. I was thrilled. And then... we havn't done ANYHTING in PE yet, so I guess it's cool cause we get to just talk. Lunch is SO SCARY 'cause I don't know anyone, and study bblock's okay 'cause I get to talk... So, yeah, I guess only like, helf of high school's boring but STILL! Soooooo scary. I wanna go back to middle school. T-T I MISS MY WARM AND FUZZY TEACHERS AND ELECTIVES EVERYDAY! WAHHHHHHHHH!!

Whoa. RANTING. Anyways. WE HAVE A WINNER FOR THE POV CONTEST! It's still going on, if anyone's interested, but yeah! frizzy.writings answered correctly! I'm not telling you what it was, 'cause then you'd know and it wouldn't be as fun. So her OC will be featured in upcoming chapters. WOOPIE! THANK HER FOR ENTERING. She's awesome. I love her now.

Loves? Likes? Dislikes? Cookies? Mac 'n chiz? Animal cookies? Muffins? FLAMES?! (come ON people!) All are loved. I've got a new policy due to my lack of reviews lately. I need at least one review from the previous chapter beore I upload the next one. Got it? If this doesn't work I'll bribe you guys with like... pictures of Kenny as a sexy nekkid angel imp or something. Or Kyle... that'd be pretty fucking sexy. Yeah... GO BARTON! WOOT!

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