Hi everyone! Here's the 5th chapter of my story! As you notice, I skipped the 4th episode because it didn't really have anything too interesting in it, and I didn't want to post a boring chapter. Anyway, thanks so much to aloasa and Romijin for the reviews! Answering Romijin's question, yes I know Carter is a boy name but it can also be used as a girl name. Anyway here's your cookie! *hands romijin cookie* *hands aloasa donut*
Chris wakes us all up by using the loudspeaker. What a way to get a fresh start in the morning. He tells us to meet at the amphitheater, and when I get there, Trent calls my name.
"Hey! Saved you a seat." He grins. I blush. No way, he totally does NOT like me. Why would he? I think as I sit down next to him. "Hi," I reply shyly. He leans back, putting his arms behind his head and I start to think about how cute he looks. Dang it! What's wrong with me?
"Welcome to out brand-new state-out-of-the-art outdoor amphitheater! Okay, this week's challenge is a summer-camp favorite. A talent contest!" Chris announces.
"Yes! Awesome!" Owen cheers, but my eyes widen. I kind of have stage-fright problem. Hopefully it's not mandatory that we're all in the talent show.
"Each team has eight hours to pick their three most talented campers." Chris continues, and I sigh with relief. "These three will represent you in the show tonight. Sing, dance, juggle. Anything goes, as long as it's legal. You'll be judged by our resident talent scout, former DJ, VJ, and rap legend, Grand Master Chef, who will show his approval via the chef-o-meter. The team that loses will send one camper home tonight. Good luck!"
At least I don't have to do anything. I hope.
Heather gathers us all outside the cabin to pick whose going to perform. Gwen protests strongly to this, and I have to admit, I agree with her, but I don't say anything. Trent walks up to me.
"Snagged you an extra muffin." He says to me.
"Oh wow, thank you so much." I say, blushing profusely. Sheesh! I have to stop blushing so much! It's not like he proposed to me. The thought of course makes me blush even more.
"Are you gonna audition?" He asks me, and I shake my head. "Probably not. I'm not talented with anything, and besides, I have stage fright." I reply. "But you should audition. I still haven't heard you play guitar."
He grins at me. "Alrighty then." I grin back. And once again, we sit there smiling at each other, when suddenly someone grabs my arm. I jump. It's Izzy.
"Hey, can I talk to you?" She asks. I blink. "Okay. Bye, Trent." I say.
She takes me behind the cabin.
"I know you like him." Izzy says, rather abruptly.
"Wh-what? I don't know what you're talking about." I say, blushing. Does she know I like Trent? Or is she talking about someone else?
"I know you like Trent, is what I mean. I can sense it." She replies. I blink. No point in hiding it now.
"You can…sense it?" I ask.
"Yep! You know, I think I might have some kind of cool power where I can like see the future or something. Well, actually, saying that you like Trent isn't seeing the future. Maybe it would be mind-reading…?"
"Please, please, don't tell anyone!" I blurt out.
"Why would I do that? The reason I pointed it out to you is I think I can help you. I've been thinking that a possible career for me could be…match-making!" She grins, and then, rather dramatically, twirls.
"Wow, that's really nice of you, but how would you be able to help me?" I ask.
"I have insider sources. I'm friends with Owen. I could get him to tell us some stuff." Izzy replies.
"Thanks Izzy, but I don't want to make Trent uncomfortable. I don't like the idea of Owen listening in on his personal life." I reply, although the idea of learning if Trent does like me makes me giddy. I feel like an elementary school student again, when I had been too afraid to talk to my crush so I had asked my friends to talk to him about me, over and over again. It was actually quite embarrassing.
"Well, if you say so. But I think he likes you. He's really nice to you." She says, and my heart quickens.
"He's nice to everyone." I reply nervously. She just shakes her head and then walks off.
That was weird.
When I get back to the cabin, Izzy is doing a snake dance. It's actually kind of hypnotic. Beth does a routine with flaming batons. Doesn't end so well.
"Uh, guys, the bush is on fire." Trent points out.
Suddenly Justin bursts out of the bathroom, carrying a fire hydrant and sprays the bush with whatever that stuff is that fire-fighters use. All the girls swoon, but not me. I've only got one man on my heart radar.
Speaking of him, I'm about to do something that I have no idea why I would do it. I ask him if he wants to go on a walk with me.
"Sure, I'd love to!" He says, and I smile. Izzy wiggles her eyebrows at me, and I blush.
At first we just walk around camp in silence, while I stare at the ground.
"Good luck playing guitar today, Trent." I say, trying to start a conversation.
"Thanks. I'm sure with you around, I'll do great." He says. There goes the blushing again.
"Are you nervous?" I ask.
"Nah. Like I said, with you around I'm sure I'll do great." He repeats. Then we walk in silence again. It isn't an awkward silence, thank god. It's a perfectly normal one, as if I've been walking with Trent my whole life.
When we walk to the amphitheather, everyone's already there.
"Where have you two been?" Heather hisses.
"Ah…um…" I stammer.
"We were just taking a walk." Trent says, noticing my awkwardness.
"Well don't let it happen again! If you hadn't shown up sooner, Trent would've missed his chance to perform." She glares at me.
"I'm sorry…" I mutter. She pushes Trent away, and he gives me a sympathetic look, then smiles at me. I smile back.
He really is cute, isn't he?
*mentally slaps self again*
For the first couple of performances, I zone out, daydreaming about you-know-who. But when Trent comes to the stage, I'm wide awake.
"This one goes out to someone special here at camp." Trent says. He couldn't mean me, could he…? No way, not possible. But when I look at Izzy, she winks at me. Trent then starts strumming at his guitar, and singing with that adorable voice of his…
"They say that we've only got summer, and I say that's really a bummer. But we'll swim in the sun and have lots of fun, just the two of us. Nothing to do but just hang, so let me say only this, stick around for just one kiss." He finishes, and I could swear he was grinning at me the whole time.
The rest of the performance goes by in a blur. I feel dizzy, but in a good way…that doesn't make sense does it? I barely even remember when that poor girl Bridgette from the other team starts vomiting on the stage. I can only think about Trent.
And I don't think I want to think about anyone else.
Thanks for reading this chapter! I'd appreciate it sooo much if you reviewed! Review and you will get more cookies!