Dean angrily slammed the car door as he got in.
"Don't be so grumpy." Mary smiled. "I'm sure you'll have tons of fun."
"Yeah. Tons." Dean rolled his eyes. "Sure."
"While you're up there, make sure to behave yourself. The last thing your mother and I need is a phone call from the camp counselor saying that you got in a fight. Got it?" John said sternly.
"Yeah, yeah." Dean sighed.
"And also-" John began, but Dean put his headphones on and tuned them out the rest of the drive.
[–]
Two pit stops, 174 miles, and 3 hours later, Dean arrived at the camp. He scowled as he stepped out of the car. A small, wooden sign read 'Camp Rising Sun'.
"That's not corny at all..." Dean muttered as he followed the rock path to the entry of the camp.
"Welcome. We're just about to introduce everyone." A brown haired lady greeted him. "You can put your things with the others' under the awning over there."
Dean silently carried his suitcase over to the patio and set it down by the pile of bags before joining the group of kids sitting in a circle around a fire, talking and laughing. He sat down in an open spot on the end of a log, the boy next to him chattering away about some video game. Dean sat there impatiently, sighing as they all waited for the rest of the kids to arrive.
Finally, all the people, churchgoers and camp counselors, had arrived and had taken their seats on the logs.
The brunette from earlier stood in between an opening in logs and whistled with her fingers, everyone quieting down. "Welcome to camp, guys! For those of you who don't know, I'm Ellen. And this is Jodi, Rufus, and Jim, or as you will know him on Sundays, Pastor Jim Murphy."
The three other adults smiled and waved at the group of teenagers sitting around the fire.
"There are two cabins for each sex. The girls' cabins are over there." Ellen pointed towards two large buildings a little ways off to the right and then pointed in the opposite direction. "And those are the boys' cabins. There will be one adult per cabin to keep all you geese in line. Your room assignments are pre-made, but changes will be made along the way if necessary. We're going to try and keep everyone where they are now. Each cabin leader already has a copy of who will be bunking where in the cabin. We'll get to that at the end though. So first, we have some new faces this year. A few more than usual, too."
A portion of the kids clapped and a few other whistled or whooped in joy.
"So if this is your first time here, would you please come join me?" Ellen grinned.
A few boys and girls stood up and walked over to Ellen. Ellen smiled at Dean, nodding for him to come up. He looked away, pretending he didn't notice.
"You too, Dean. They warned me about you. Now don't make me drag you up here myself, boy." Ellen chuckled, but the laughter was only masking the seriousness.
Dean rolled his eyes as he stood up and walked up to the line of giddy kids in front of Ellen.
"Okay. So why don't you all tell us your name and a fun fact about yourself? You go first Jo. Get them started." Ellen smiled.
"My real name's Joanna, but if anyone tries to call me that, I will most likely hurt you. I know how to shoot a gun. Also, Ellen is my mom." A petite blonde said.
"My name is Cody and I have won an international chess tournament." The shorter boy next to her continued.
"Hi, I'm Winston and I have 5 siblings." Another boy stated.
Dean smirked as he formulated what he was going to say for his turn.
"I'm Lucy and I'm super awesome and doing hair and makeup. So feel free to ask me for tips and stuff." She beamed.
"My name is Dean and ladies, I am single as a Pringle." Dean winked at a group of girls, causing them to giggle.
Ellen scowled under her breath as they finished off.
"I'm Jacob and I love classic rock and cars like you wouldn't believe." The last boy said smoothly, giving Dean a quick half-smile. He had already immediately caught Dean's attention. He was sure not like the others. He had multiple piercings on his face, a small tattoo peeking out of his shirt collar and his hair was jet black with blonde tips. Obviously artificial.
"So why don't we go over rules real quick. They're pretty simple and then we can get you all off to your cabins where you can get a light snack. You can go sit back down." Ellen gently patted her daughter's shoulder and the six teens sat back down. "Jodi if you will."
Ellen stepped to the side and let the other woman talk.
"So the rules here are pretty much what they are during church activities and the Sunday services are the same as back at your normal churches. So no swearing. So racial or gender slurs. No making fun of or discriminating against others. Dress code shouldn't be an issue since what you can and can't wear was already sent out in your registration packet, but allow me to summarize quickly: No shorts or skirts more than 2 inches above the knees. If you are wearing a skirt that is shorter than 3 inches below the knee, you must be wearing a short. Same goes for dresses. No clothing may bare offensive or inappropriate language or designs. Make sure you follow all other rules and directions established by your cabin leader. Now for the real fun stuff. If for some reason you are caught with alcohol, drugs, cigarettes, or any of the like, you will be in big big trouble. And the grand finale! Relationships. If by some chance, two of you here get twitterpated, there are some rules. No dating or relationship of any kind may happen if you are under 16. Keep PDA to a minimum please, too. No sexual interactions of any sorts will be happening up here and should not be happening anyways until you are married. So, Mr. Single as a Pringle over there, considering you're only 15 years old, you will remain single as a Pringle."
The kids laughed and snickered, Dean crossing his arms over his chest and groaning.
"So are you all ready for your room assignments?" Ellen asked.
All of the audience nodded vigorously, eager to get out of the dry heat.
"Going in my cabin are: Jo, Lucy, Marissa, Katie, Lizzy, Jane, Rebekah, Debra, Sasha, and Charlotte. You can get your things and head on over to the cabin with the blue roof." Ellen stated, glancing down at a paper in her hand. "Going with Jodi in the green cabin are: Anna, Carrie, Christina, Abigail, Emma, Olivia, Natalie, Sophia, Trinity, and Kylie."
"Going with me in the yellow cabin are: Jacob, Brad, Winston, Alexander, Ryan, Dylan, Connor, Harrison, Chase, and Hunter." Rufus announced. "And to make sure we're not missing anyone, going with Pastor Jim in the red cabin over here are: Damien, Peyton, Dean, Cody, Jonah, Dalton, Castiel, Roman, Scott, and Travis. Get everyone?"
He was replied with a chorus of yes's. "Excellent. Now lets all get settled in."
Dean hurried to get his stuff before the mob of kids got there. He pulled his bag over his shoulder and began walking towards the building with the red roof. They weren't really much of cabins. They were obviously much nicer, but hey, if they wanted to pretend to get their camp on in the woods, then who was Dean to spoil their daydream?
"Heh." Dean snorted to the boy walking next to him. "Who the hell names their kid Castiel?"
"My parents." The black-haired boy stated.
"Oh shit." Dean hissed.
"Why am I not even surprised that you have been here but fifteen minutes and are already swearing?" Cas sighed.
"What do you gonna do? Tell the counselors on me?" Dean gasped in mock fear.
"Of course not." Castiel stated. "I have much more productive ways to spend my time that tell someone that a classless, disrespectful piece of trash is making inappropriate symbols come from his mouth. Whether you say them or not, they're just sounds and syllables. Nothing worth my time."
"Of course I'm the disrespectful one." Dean sneered.
"Yes. You are. You were told exactly what to do and you know that those rules are part of this religion and you immediately went against them – therefore disrespecting me and my religion. In addition, someone who actually wanted to be here instead of an ungrateful and unwilling person could've been here, but because you couldn't control yourself back at home, you were sent up here. So while taking someone's place, you completely abuse your privilege." Castiel explained.
Dean whistled. "This ain't a privilege, buddy. This is a punishment."
"Your problem. Not mine." Castiel shrugged as he held the door open for Dean to enter into the cabin.
"Thanks." Dean smiled.
Castiel nodded solemnly as he checked for any others before shutting the door behind them.
"I think someone took two by accident." Castiel stated holding up the remaining cabin assignment paper that showed who was bunking with who. "You should have the last copy. It has a little question game to get to know your bunk mate or mates. I've been here enough times I know the questions and my partner will have a copy anyways."
"Oh. Thanks, Cas." Dean breathed as he took the paper in his hands and looked at which room he was in as Cas walked off, entering the room the paper had said was his.
A/N: Before you ask, no - I will not be writing in all 40 fucking people. I'm too lazy and that's way too hard to keep up with. I already have a doc keeping track of shit for this and this is only the second chapter. I didn't plan on getting this up today, but I did. Fuck yeah. Funny joke about this though. My mom is extremely religious as I may have mentioned earlier. And I had told my piano teacher that there was going to be a gay romance at bible camp in my latest fic and he says "That's not that much a fiction. I'm sure lots of gay stuff happens at bible camp - only between the pastors and the altar boys. OH SHIT DONT TELL YOUR MOM I SAID THAT." I can't tell you how many times someone has said that cos my mom is always so butthurt about jokes. And if you're following my other story, Press Rewind, I'm still looking for feedback on which way Cas's kitty gets out of the bag. Because cats shouldn't be in the bag that long. They could suffocate. Fun fact. At 8:12 PM today it was 105º (40.5º C). Fucking. Arizona. Hotter than Sin City. So that says something if you're hotter than hell. Which would be hard to beat since we all know Lucifer's quite the sexy guy. *swoons over Mark Pellegrino*. And I have a cute little surprise in this fic in a few chapters with Cas. I've been wanting to have this in a fic for ages. Yay!