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Camp Disaster Chapter 12-Nightly Antics

Max POV:

We decided that Fang would go find the others while I dropped off Dan. I looked down at the picnic basket and almost groaned. We didn't get to eat one bit… Oh well. I watched as Dan waved goodbye.

"See ya Max! I can't wait to see you and Fang perform at the concert! I heard we are having lasagne for dinner!" Dan exclaimed at his cabin door. I was still thinking about what I said to Fang. The more I thought about it the more confused I became. I mean, he should have known that I was joking right? Everyone knows that that's just me… I make snap decisions. He of all people should know. I didn't sound that serious… did I? Pretty much, I felt horrible for even saying something like that.

Because:

I really didn't mean it

There is no way on earth Fang could ever be ugly

I hurt his feelings, whether a lot or just a little, and being his best friend, I shouldn't have done it.

So I plastered a fake smile on my face and said goodbye to Dan. Even as I walked away I was still going over my muddled thoughts. That's when I knocked into a big black wall. I was forced into landing on my bum. Ouch, walls hurt. Great, Fang was right about me running into walls. Then a large tan hand shot out in front of my face. What? Then I looked up. There were no walls in sight. Instead there was a concerned looking Fang. Oh, I ran into Fang, not a wall. Meh, close enough. I took his hand and sprang to my feet. I brushed the dust of my pants and then looked at him expectantly, knowing he would want to say something.

"Woah Max, are you okay? You walked straight into me and you didn't even notice. You seem really distracted" He looked at me with those deep dark eyes, concerned etched dimly in his features. If you didn't know him well, you wouldn't have noticed, but his eyes gave him away.

"Yah, I'm fine." I muttered, still rubbing my head.

"Good. I wouldn't want anything to happen to you, Maxie." He grinned at me.

"Umm. Actually I wanted to talk to you." I said quietly.

"Yah? What about?" He questioned.

"About earlier, in the forest. I really hope you forgive me. I shouldn't have said what I said. It was a mean thing to say." I said hopefully. I crossed my fingers internally. Please say yes.

"Don't worry. I already forgave you. It was really me who was at fault. We were joking around. I was joking and I knew you were joking too… it's just inside I knew that it might just be true. I guess I've been wondering that for a long time. Because this girl that I lo-like is just too amazing for her own good. It makes me feel that she could never want someone like me." He murmured, seemingly deep in thought. For some reason my insidea tightened at the thought of Fang being head over heels for someone. And it wasn't that I was angry at the girl for not liking him back, I was just angry that he even liked someone. That he would share special moments with another girl. That's just cruel on my part. It was a mean thing to even think. Someone as wonderful as Fang is bound to get tons of girls at his feet, but my stomach convulsed whenever I thought of that. Fang on a date with someone else. Fang kissing someone goodnight. Fang giving one of his special smiles, reserved only to me, to another girl. It made me angry and something else that I couldn't put my finger on. But why was I feeling these things? I should be perfectly fine with this. I mean it's not like I like him or anything right? Do I like him? No, no of course not. I mean he considered me just a best friend, so it would never happen… But Fang, well he certainly could be liked. He was just such a perfectly wonderful person. Do I like Fang? Oh no. I think I may be falling for my best friend.

Fang POV

Max had this dazed looked on her face, like she was in another world. She just stood there for five minutes staring at the beach in the distance. We were still near Dan's cabin. I had come to see what was taking Max so long. The others were already in the music room, trying to practice. But of course without their lead guitarist and frontman, or in this case frontwoman (AN-A frontman is the lead singer in a band), they didn't really have much to do. So they were just running over their parts separately. The sound in the music room had become unbearable. They all started with different songs at different parts. You could hear Nudge's girly singing while Iggy rapped or crashed away at the skins. Gazzy was doing really weird chords on the bass and Ella was going techno on the keyboard. Just all that random mis-matched noise they call music was too much for me, so I told them I was going to find Max… Well I found her. She was still zoned out. Where was that girl's head? I snapped my fingers in front of her face. She blinked and seemed to re-focus on the world. She looked at me, confused and dazed.

"So, you finally decided to rejoin us on planet earth? How was la-la land? I heard the weather's great this time of year." I grinned at her. I rarely smile. Only at Max, I have a special smile for her.

"I was just thinking about… stuff. How long have I been out of it?" She asked.

"A millennia. I am the great great great great great great grandson of the late Nicholas Griffiths." I told her. She did one of her classic death glares at me. I lifted my hands up in mock surrender. "You've been out for 10 minutes. We have to get back to the flock. They're trying to practice without their lead singer and guitarist, and failing epically." She nodded.

"Are you sure you're not upset about what I said?" She asked again sceptically. I nodded my head and smiled one of my special smiles. I heard her breath hitch and I smirked. I really wasn't mad at her-at all. Just that comment made me think. I knew she was joking, of course she was. That was just Max's personality. I didn't understand why she was fretting so much over this. I was pretty sure she didn't think I was ugly… just not attractive. Or maybe it was just me as a whole that she didn't see as boyfriend potential. Great, I'm starting to sound like a love sick teenager. Maybe I am one. Why do you guys even bother to listen to my thoughts? Okay, I've officially lost it. I talk to non-existing people in my head. Someone strap me to a gurney and send me to the mental ward.

We walked slowly towards the music studio. I casually slung my arms on Max's shoulder, earning a warning look from her. She playfully shoved my arm off, but as she turned her head away, I thought I saw a faint tinge of pink on her cheeks. We neared the studio and before we even got within a 100 metre radius, we could hear the various loud noises coming from the supposedly 'soundproof' room. Apparently, it wasn't immune to 'The Flock' (Let's pretend that my mind isn't monotone and that the last sentence was spoken in an ominous voice.) We walked into the room and Gazzy had his shirt over his head and was running around hitting things around the room. Iggy had somehow found a bright pink dress to wear and was twirling around on the stage drunkenly, singing 'Barbie Girl' loudly. Nudge was rolling on the floor laughing her head off, while hiccupping at the same time and Ella was banging her head on the wall, looking like she wanted to be anywhere else. Max took a drum stick that was lying around and smashed down on one of the cymbles. There was a huge resounding ring, because of the amplified noise. Everyone froze and looked at her in surprise.

"Settle down younglings. You must learn to respect your learning environment, and me, your master. Be still, young padowans, and listen." Max said, waving her hands in a grand gesture.

"Woah! Since when was Max wise? We must be in another, tripped out, alternate, dimension or something." Gazzy gasped in fake awe, earning a slap upside his head.

"Seriously guys. We've got like, what? One hour before dinner? And then after that, it's our first performance to the campers. It's got to be perfect. And we've got tons of other concerts and shows planned for the kids and my dad signed us up for everyone. We have got to set our nose to the grindstone. SO UNGLUE YOUR LAZY BUTTS OF YOUR SEATS AND LET'S GET A MOVE ON!" Max exclaimed, exasperated. I still marvel at how she was able to even keep the band somewhat in order, especially now that Iggy and Nudge were part of it.

"Yes, Oh Mighty Ruler of All… Hey? Do you guys know if we're having tater tots for dinner today? Me loves meself some tater tots." Iggy said. We all rolled our eyes at Iggy's short attention span. I swear, that boy should get tested for ADHD (AN: ADHD-Attention Deficit Hyperactive Disorder) or something. I can't believe he's my twin. Can you? Maybe they handed my mom the wrong twin at birth.

So we finally got settled and managed to go through all of the songs for the Welcoming Bonfire Concert. Yup, even the instrumental accompaniment ones. Trust me, I don't know how we did it, with something blowing up every five minutes and all the breaks we took, but we did it. I knew most of the songs, and for the ones I didn't Max just told me to follow along or to just strum some C major chords. We had even added a song for me to sing and switched one of Gazzy's rapping parts to Iggy's, because Gazzy sucked at it. Well, more than Iggy. By the time the time the dinner siren sounded we were all panting hard, and our heads were beaded with sweat. My vocal chords were so strained, I thought they were going to snap. We grabbed the moist towelletes (How the mushrooms are you supposed to spell that? I wrote toilets the first time.), brought in by a cleaning lady, and wiped ourselves of. Iggy, Gazzy, and I chugged like 3 bottles of water. The girls just kind of drank a bottle each, the normal way. We headed out the door, joining the large mass of kids and counsellors alike, to the Cafeteria.

Iggy jumped up and punched a fist into the air. "Tater tots, here I come!" We all laughed as he ran all the way to the Caf, shoving aside kids and adults, as if it was a race for his life. He jumped again as he entered the doorway, doing the weird heel click thing. How on earth did he learn to do that? It's like impossible.

Asher and Josh soon joined us. We told them about Iggy, and we all cracked up again. I saw Dan, not far off. He seemed to have found some outdoor freaks like himself to hang around. Max waved at him and he smiled back, seeming quite content.

"Maxie! Ellie-bear. Nudgey-Pudgey!" Screamed a little six-year old voice. Turning around, I saw none other than Angel, curled around Ella's leg. The three older girls laughed and greeted Angel. Man, she is cute. -1 manly points, now.

"Hi Fang. Hi Gazzer. Hi Ashy. Hi Josh." Angel said this all really fast, a streamline of unbroken words. We all couldn't help but smile and wave at her.

"Ready for Dinner, Ange? We're having mini burgers. You like those dontcha?" Gazzy said to the little girl. Wow, I never knew the Gasman could be sweet. Josh then picked her up and placed her on his shoulders. That's how we ended up walking to the Cafeteria. With a giggling Angel on Josh's shoulders. When we entered Jeb was there, talking to Iggy.

"Now Iggy. I saw your little display outside and I would like to point out that this is not a play area for you to run around in. You must respect the environment and the people around you. You must be especially careful with the younger campers and NEVER must you push one. I'm afraid that's quite a large accumulation of broken rules. I'm going to have to fire you." Jeb said sadly. We all gasped.

"Oh my gosh. Jeb, I really didn't mean to cause so much damage. I would n-never do anything to hurt anybody and I'm sorry and I really like this place and Ella and I don't want to leave so could you please not fire me because I'll try to do better and I'll be more of an angel than Angel and I promise that this will never happen again-" Iggy rambled to a stop. Max who had been making choking sounds finally couldn't keep it in and burst out laughing. Jeb, Ella, and Gazzy laughed out loud too. Max held her stomach and placed a hand on her dad's shoulder. We all looked at them confused.

"Why are you laughing? This isn't something to laugh about. Or are you guys happy that I'm leaving?" Iggy protested.

"Oh-oh man. Dad that was EPIC! That's going in the record books as the best one yet! Haha. So funny. Can't stop laughing." Max got out through her giggles.

"Okay, seriously guys. What's going on?" I asked. I was the only one who was still calm and collective, on the outside at least.

"Okay okay. That's enough kids." Jeb said, finally putting a stop to his booming laughter.

"So here's the sich. Everytime somebody breaks a rule at the camp, dad starts lecturing the victim with a very serious voice. He freaks them out so much when they hear they're going to be fired. Instead of punishing them, he scares them into never doing it again. You should see there faces. Especially when they learn it was all a joke. It's too funny. Ah, I love camp traditions." Gazzy explained. There was aloud resounding 'Oooooh.' from everybody.

"But, back to a more important topic. Iggy likes Ella? GASP! Dude that's like twice the embarrassment in 10 minutes. So tell us. What is it about Miss Ella that you love soooo much?" Asher asked Iggy, while pretending to hold out a microphone in front of his mouth.

"I-I-I never said a-anything about liking Ella. I said I really like Cheryl's Alfredo sauce." Iggy stuttered.

"Um, Iggy. Alfredo sauce doesn't even sound like Ella. We all heard you loud and clear." I told him.

"Yah. You were all like 'I'm sorry, I didn't mean to embarrass myself infront of the entire camp! I like Ella to much to leave. Please, don't make me leave the love of my life!' and stuff like that." Gazzy said, imitating Iggy's voice perfectly. We all laughed. Well I chuckled, but still.

"Alright, you kids have had your fun. Dinner's going to get cold, while you guys stand here embarrassing Iggy. Go eat for now." Jeb told us, trying to be stern.

"I'm hungry. Joshy put me down. I want mini burgers!" Angel protested, hitting her tiny fists on Josh's head.

"Ow! Angel that hurt." Josh said as he placed Angel gently on the floor. She just smiled innocently, and ran off to join the line of people at the buffet table. She was immediately crowded with a bunch of her little friends, so I figured she'd be okay. We joined the line to, behind everybody else, because we were counsellors. The younger kids get served first, so we were behind the 13 year olds. A whole bunch of rowdy, prissy, rich kids going through puberty. Greaaat. And what's even better? Lissa and her army of skanks were behind us. I felt a hand with claw like manicured nails brush gently down my arm. I shivered, not because her sad attempt at seduction worked, but because I was seriously scared for my life.

"Hello Nicky." She purred. I'm starting get goosebumps. I felt someone else's warm, comforting hand slip into mine. Max.

"Let me guess. Lissa's trying to get you to help her beat the record for doing 100 people in a day." Max smirked, cockily. Lissa just flicked her hair at Max, as if she wasn't worth it, which in my opinion, she so is.

"So um, Nicky. I was wondering… this Friday. We could you know… and you could … um come to my cabin? We could 'watch' a movie?" She said pretending to be shy.

"Uh, no can't. I'm going to be too busy avoiding you all week, So, sorry, uh, love to but-wait scratch that. How 'bout just you scare the crap outta me and I really don't want to be alone in a room with you." I said to her. Max snickered. Lissa just let out a huge immature 'Humph!'

"Don't worry Nicky. I know you want me, you just don't want to say it in front of Max. I get it. I'll be waiting for you!" And with that she blew me a kiss and sauntered of. Her hips sashaying from side to side. I nearly regurgitated my lunch. That girl gives me the willies. Max mimicked gagging and we both snickered.

Eventually the dinner crowd thinned and we all managed to fill our bellies. And hey, today Gazzy and Iggy only set fire to 7 things. I think that's a record, thought igniting Ms. Ludenberg, the opera singing instructor's, skirt should count as two. I also learned somethings today, plastic spoons are flammable. Also if you combine fire with Gazzy's fart it turns purple (I'm making this up here). And I can eat 27 mini burgers in one sitting, along with a couple a tater tots and some good old OJ.

And guess what the cafeteria was buzzing about today? If you guessed The Loch Ness Monster, you're wrong. If you guessed Lissa's demise, you're wrond, to my disappointment. But if you thought it was the Welcoming Ceremony, than ding ding we have a winner! I was pumped, like before an important game of football. Thought at the same time, I wondered if Max would approve of my singing. Well no turning back now.

I took a deep breath as I entered back-stage. Most of the performers were already there. So were the flock. We had gone our separate ways, preparing our stuff for the upcoming performance. I had brought both my acoustic and electric guitar. I mentally thanked Iggy for going against my wishes and bringing my electric. I would have gone crazy, having to use someone else's guitar. The curtains were still drawn and non one was in the audience yet. I heard Max and Gazzy having some kind off race. They were seeing who could play the most amount of music in the shortest amount of time. Gazzy was losing. Max, so far, had played pretty much everything with strings, any type of drums, the piano (Electric and grand), a lot of wood instruments, a whole horde of brass instruments, and the triangel. Gazzy could barely even play half of those. I doubt anybody would be able to play that many instruments. I don't see how her brain didn't explode from remembering all those instruments. By the end of it, Max stood with a triumphant grin over her brother. Gazzy huffed in annoyance.

"That's not fair! I'm younger and you were always more interested in music! I'm telling dad!" Gazzy whined.

"Wow Gazzer, how old are you again?" Ella asked, smiling.

I started clapping slowly. "Hmm, I didn't know you could play so many instruments. Any thing else I don't know about you Maxie?"

"In case you haven't noticed, in my family music matters a whole hell of a lot. My dad taught me to play the guitar when I was 5. I've been surrounded by music my whole life. Well except during my ph… Never mind." Max muttered, trailing off. Her siblings shifted uncomfortably.

"Max, what's wrong?" I asked her, gently.

"Nothing's wrong" She muttered.

"Max, you can tell me everything and anything. You know that. What's wrong?"

"I said nothing! So shut the hell up and butt out of my life!" She snapped. Everyone flinched. I just stood there staring at her calmly.

"Just forget it… Please." Max pleaded. Since when does Max beg?

"Fine. For now." What is up with that girl? But then again, I've got a few secrets of my own…

"Hey, all of you get ready! You're on in 5. Jeb's already out there!" The stage-manager announced to us.

"Hello and welcome. Today we at Camp Starlight are here to welcome you officially to our family. And to do so, our counsellours have put together a concert for you all. Feel free to cheer on your own counsellour. And now, for our first performance of the evening and musical accompaniment for many acts of the night, The Flock!" Jeb shouted into the microphone.

We walked out waving at the kids. I saw a few kids just roll they're eyes in disgust and go back to polishing their shoes. Wusses. I'd like to see them try and do this.

I stepped up to the mike. The first song was mainly just me singing.

"Hey everybody. I'd like to say welcome to Camp Starlight. For our first song, we're going to sing 'Someone Like You' by Boys Like Girls."

I'm wearin' thin, I couldn't tell you, The city I'm in, The streets and the buildings,
The places I've been, Or where the star's goin', It's daylight again, Or where the time went.

Oh. who can save me now?

My life in the rear view, I'm running from Jesus, Dont know where I'm goin' to.
Got nothin' to lose, I'm fightin' my demons, Been lookin' for someone like you,
I've been lookin for someone like you.

So, sing me a song, I know all the words to, And I'll sing along, Could you be my savior?

Been out here too long, And I've just been lookin' for somewhere to belong
the'yll be holdin' on

So, can you save me now?

My life in the rear view, I'm running from Jesus,
Dont know where I'm goin' to. Got nothin' to lose, I'm fightin' my demons,
Been lookin' for someone like you, I've been lookin for someone like you.

When the stars explode, And I'm all alone,
When they start to see the smoke, When I'm finally burnin' out,
I'll need someone to carry me home safe and sound.

My life in the rear view, I'm running from Jesus,
Dont know where I'm goin' to. But I got nothin' to lose, I'm fightin' my demons,
Been lookin' for someone like you,

My life in the rear view, I'm running from Jesus,
Dont know where I'm goin' to. Got nothin' to lose, I'm fightin' my demons,
Been lookin' for someone like you,
I've been lookin for someone like you,
I've been lookin for someone like you.

The crowd cheered as we ended on the final note. I had sang non-stop the whole time and was a bit out of breath, but I still grinned at the loud roars of the crowd.

"And for our next number, we're gonna kick it up a notch from that boring emotional stuff that Fang sings. Are you ready to rock! Well not really rock, because it's not that upbeat, but its more upbeat then-" Gazzy's immature hollering was interrupted by Max.

"If We Ever Meet Again by Timbaland Feat. Katy Perry!" Max shouted. (Reminder: Unimportant songs will not be posted because it just takes up to much writing space. If you like the song, go search it up.)

In this song Ella had a huge part on the keyboard. She was sweating the night before cause she had to come up with a whole mix of techno sounds. But in the end we did pretty good. I messed up once with a chord, but I don't think anyone notice because Max was playing too.

"Alright Alright, settle down young'ins. Next up we have our break dance team 'Neon Revolution' with our personal friends Asher Jefferson and Josh Neil!" Max introduced as 'Neon Revolution' streamed in from behind both ends of the stage. They were dancing to 'Down' by Jay Sean feat. Lil' Wayne and we were the accompaniment. What surprised the most was that Asher and Josh had volunteered to sing it. Surprisingly they weren't half bad. Josh sang Jay Sean's part and Asher rapped. How they managed to sing and dance at the same time without collapsing from exhaustion or at least pant is beside me. But they did a whole bunch of tricks using the cordless mikes. Other times they would change to they're clip-on mikes without you even noticing.

Then a stage hand ran up to Max with a little strip of paper and murmered a few words to her.

"Okay, change in arrangements, next up we have the hotte- there is no way, not in a million years that I would ever say that! Next we have The Mona Lissa- I mean Lissa Chapman singin Ke$ha's Blah Blah Blah feat. 3OH!3." Max muttered into the mike, exasperated.

Lissa walked out wearing a tank top with really thin spaghetti straps, almost no back, and a neckline that dipped ridiculously low in her chest. She had glitter in her curled hair, bright red lipstick, and neon pink eye-shadow. Utterly ghastly.

Ella was doing her weird mixing thing again. The girls were reluctantly singing back up. Gazzy and I were lounging back stage laughing our heads off at Iggy and the girls disgusted looks. Gazzy and I weren't needed in this song. Just a well mixed CD along with some drums. Max, Ella, and Nudge had to sing back-up and Iggy had to do 3OH!3. They hated it though. And I don't blame them, Lissa was singing a song about screwing someone in the back of her car! Disturbing and sickening. The song finally ended with Lissa bowing dramatically at the slow clapping of the crowd. I bet ¾ didn't even know what she was singing about. Lissa and the band exited the stage just as I was going back on to announce the next singers. Oh great.

"So Nick. How did I do. Did you like it? I worked really hard on it." She breathed in my ear, then acted embarrassed and looked from under her non-stop blinking eye-lashes.

"Do you have something in your eyes? Or are you normally this twitchy. Gasp! Maybe you have mad cow!" Iggy exclaimed. The flock all laughed and walked away, leaving her gaping at their backs, while I walked on stage.

"Hey everybody. It's me again. Next up we have Lila playing Bach's Chaconne on violin." Everyone clapped politely as a petite, elegant girl walked out. She wore blue brimmed glasses and a flattering baby blue dress with a silk bow around her waist. Though her attire made her looked amazing I could see the faint hint of tear tracks down her petite face and the well-masked bruises from under the foundation on her arms. I wonder what's up with that?

The rest of the evening went by smoothly. A boy named Christian played the Fur Elise on piano with a lot of dynamics. The ballet team did a good performance to the nutcracker and the jazz team danced to Michael Buble's 'I just Haven't Met You Yet'. A boy named Elliot sang you had a bad day with pretty good vocals. Then it came to the last song of the evening…

Max POV

'And for the last song of the evening give it up to Sam Chester singing Taio Cruz's very own Break Your Heart.'

A guy average in height walked onto the stage. He had sandy blonde hair and tortoise shell eyes. He also had a super model smile. He was cute, not handsome or gorgeous like Fang but cute… Wait why am I comparing Fang to this guy? He's my best friend! Oh man. I really am falling for him.

Aqu: Hey peeps. Long time no see. Sorry bout that. Erm. Help me a little here, Iggy's pissed at me because I didin't take him on vacation But I'm back now, so everything better right?

Iggy: No it most certainly is not. I've found a new friends. I don't need you Aqua! You never treated me right anyways. I only got to eat bacon on weekends. Oh the shame.

Aqua: That's because you practiacally scarf down two pacakges everytime we give it two you. We don't want you getting fat now would we. What would all your fan girls say? THough I don't understand why someone like you could make so many girls swoon. I blame JP for hiding who you truly are.

Iggy: Hey! I'll have you know, that I am prefectly happy with my new friend.

POOF!

Fang: What the hell am I doing here? *Look around and spots Iggy* Oh, now I get it. Hi Aqua. Bye Igiot.

Aqua: See ya Fang.

Iggy: But.. he.. I swear... We were- WHY!

Aqua: *Facepalm* Please guys, review and help me talk some sense into Iggy.