Permission for…camping?

Disclaimer: I do not own Johnny Test

So, this is a short chapter, but nonetheless I hope you'll all like it. I will try to get at least one more chapter up before my break is over, but no guarantees.

Enjoy.

1st day after spring break

Sissy walked into the school tired and not wanting to be there at all. She was a big bright yellow sign in the shape of an arrow pointing towards the auditorium that read 'Sophomores ONLY!' Sissy went inside the auditorium, found her friends and took a seat.

"We better not be marked late for our first class because of this." Sissy growled.

"Because of this we won't have first period." Renee said happily.

"Thank god!" Sissy exclaimed happily. Once everyone was seated the first period bell went off and Sissy smiled just as Johnny finally walked in.

"I hate morning traffic." Johnny said tiredly as he sat with his friends behind Sissy.

"So what you really mean is you overslept and had to speed?" Sissy giggled, tilting her head back and looking at Johnny upside down. A smirk formed on Johnny's lips.

"Damn you're good." Johnny chuckled before the lights darkened. A beam of light shot onto the stage, onto the principal and the guest that was with him in the dark auditorium.

"Ok students; do not just think that this is a way for you to get out of your first period class. We have an important reason to have you all meet here. This man with me is Matthew Jones, Camp Coordinator of the only boy/girl camp, Tumbleweed." The principal said drawing the teen's attention to the front of the auditorium.

"Greetings students of Porkbelly High. I have come to specifically invite the sophomores of this school to a two week camping trip at Camp Tumbleweed. We will have a schedule for a main activity for the day but other than that you can do almost anything. Yes, the camp is coed, but that does not mean it's open to, excuse me principal sir, sex! We do not tolerate anything of that nature. Holding hands, kisses, and hugs are acceptable but no 'accidental' sleep overs in a boy's cabin. The cabins are separated by sex; boys will be on one side, girls on the other, but you are allowed to interact among each other throughout the day and most of the night until lights out is called at midnight. There is…" the camp coordinator continued on.

He went over all the activities and rules, boring half the kids to sleep.

"This will occur after your finals and will be two weeks in length…" was the sentence that brought everyone back into focus. Two weeks of no school, and they were allowing that? The group of teenager's smiled brightly as the coordinator went on with his speech.

"Alright, I will be handing around a stack of permission slips. Have them turned in before your finals." The coordinator said as he handed them to the first student in the first row at the very end against the wall.

"Once you have your permission slip you may leave and go to your second class." The principal said cheerfully. They sat and waited for another forty minutes or so before the pile of permission slips finally came around to them. Just as they got up to leave the second period bell and they took off for class.

After School

Sissy got out of Johnny's car.

"Thanks for driving me home." Sissy said smiling.

"Anytime. I'm just glad that Larry gave us today off." Johnny chuckled.

"No shit. See ya tomorrow." Sissy giggled before closing the door allowing him to drive off. She walked into her house and looked for her mother.

"Hey mom, I have a permission slip for you to sign." Sissy shouted. Her mother walked into the living room and quickly read over the permission slip, quickly signed it and then left to the kitchen again. Sissy went up to her room and began to do her homework when her phone began to buzz. It was Johnny texting her.

Did ur mom sign the slip? Johnny texted.

Yea. Did urs? Sissy replied

Yup. I think my dad jus wants me gone. Johnny replied.

Maybe, or maybe he thinks it could be for the better. Sissy replied.

Maybe. Johnny replied. Sissy lay on her stomach on her bed texting Johnny, snickering at his dry humor and sarcasm. As she lay there with a ridiculous smile on her face she realized why she was smiling. Johnny had always, even when they were young, made her feel, in one way or another, important. Even though they constantly taunted each other and picked on each other, he made her important. But now it was different, now he made her feel safe and secure, comfortable. Sissy began to fantasize about just being in his arms again, that warm safe place where everything was ok. Her buzzing phone interrupted her and she smiled before picking it up and typing on the small keyboard again.

At the same time Johnny lay on his bed, propped up by the pillows and Dukey lying at the foot of his bed, rolling his eyes as he read a book.

"What?" Johnny asked.

"You like her don't you?" Dukey smirked, not looking up from his book.

"Well yeah. She's my friend." Johnny said defensively as his phone buzzed.

"Ok, let me rephrase that, you're falling in love with Sissy Blakely." Dukey said his smile only widening as Johnny blushed bright red.

"N-n-no I'm not!" Johnny stuttered.

"You're usually better at lying. Oh, and your face is redder than a tomato." Dukey chuckled.

"Shut up dog." Johnny sighed annoyed.

"I know, you hate it when I'm right." Dukey laughed.

"I'm not falling in love with Sissy." Johnny said blankly.

"Oh right, how stupid of me. You've been in love with her for the past five years." Dukey said smirking. Johnny rolled his eyes.

"I don't hear a denial." Dukey chuckled. Johnny looked back to his phone and began to text Sissy again, but his mind began to wonder, remembering how soft her skin was as she slept on his chest, how cute she looked sleeping, how soft her lips felt when they kissed, how she fit to his body perfectly despite her being shorter than him. Johnny shook his head and then looked up to Dukey.

"I really hate it when you're right." Johnny growled.

"I know." Dukey chuckled. Johnny thought for a moment about how he could handle this and then the light clicked and a smirk formed on his face before his father called him to dinner. I hope the plan works, just gotta hold out for a month. Johnny thought as he left his room for the kitchen.

Like I said, I will try to get one more chapter up before I start school again. R&R please.