"Come on guys, let's get to roasting marshmallows already!" Willow groans, leaning his head onto my right shoulder. I hook my right arm around him and hug it, agreeing with him.

Derby, along with my sister(she was forced), had just went into the woods and collected some firewood, so we could do 'camping appropriate games'- as Derby said.

Although, I have no clue how truth or dare and spin the bottle are 'camping appropriate'.

"Let's do that in a bit, it's still light-ish. Let's start spin the bottle!!" Ayla chirped, pulling a empty gin bottle out of her bag.

"Who's going first?" Esme asks, crossing her exposed legs. "Me! Me! Me!" Willow shouts, jumping up from his seat and snatching the bottle from her hand.

I, along with the others laugh at his eagerness as he hurries down onto his knees, spinning the glass.

"Please be *.....*" I hear him whisper, opening my eyes slightly when I realise he actually wants to kiss someone from here. God, please don't let it be my sister.

A Chorus of 'oooh's go around as it lands directly on Lucinda, who seems to be blushing quite a bit. Willow has a smirk on his face as he stalks over to her, bending down before locking his lips on hers, in a passionate kiss.

'I wish someone would kiss me like that.' I half joke, laughing at how red the two have both gone as they slowly pull away.

"Ok, my turn!" Esme shouts, snatching the bottle. It spins around a good 4 times before it comes to a stop at the girl to my right, a mere Centimetre away from me. Close call.

She looks sad for a moment, before her eyes light up as she rushes over to Ayla, locking her lips on hers just as Willow did. Except this, this is different. She has a look of lust in her eyes as she stares at me, desperately trying to get me to fuck her with her eyes. Too bad for her, she doesn't look the tiniest bit good in this position.

4 rounds later and it finally landed on me, the problem though? It was Derby who spun it. He doesn't look to weirded out though.

"Um.. do I have to do this?" I mutter, not being comfortable doing this infront of everyone, especially with a guy.

"Aww, don't be scared, I don't bite." Derby teases, lifting my head up to meet his. His eyes hold affection, or maybe I'm seeing things. 'Well, maybe it could be worse. Atleast it's not one of the toxic duo.'

I sigh, something in my heart telling me not to do it, to push him away. But I ignore it, a pang of pain through my heart as our lips meet. I pull away quickly, now feeling uneasy as if I'm trying to hide something. Why do i feel like this? It's not that bad, right?

Whatever.

A shiver suddenly goes through my body, 'what the fuck? It's like 30 degrees?'

"Ok now lets do the marshmallows!" Willow shouts, running to the car to grab the bags and sticks.

What a fun night.

I Shoot up out of my bed, sweat covering my body as I wake up from my dream. I sit up, putting my hands on either side of my head. I quickly look around, remembering I'm in the middle of the woods right now.

I let out a sigh, my throat hurts. Is it safe to get a drink? Probably not. This is why I hate being on my own.

I stand up, letting my blanket hang weightlessly on my shoulders while yawning silently as I make my way to the zip, pulling it upwards.

With my flashlight turned on, I slowly and carefully make my way to the car, to grab my Fanta. Why I left it there? I don't know.

After taking a big gulp out of the bottle, I feel the same chill as earlier, causing me to let out a small whimper. I shut the car door, lock the car, and make my way back to my tent.

Mine is in between Willows and Lucindas, theirs on each side. Taking a closer look, I notice that both Lucinda and Willows tents are not zipped up, and clearly have no one In them.

My eyes widen, could they be...hooking up?

My thoughts are interrupted as I hear a twig snap behind me, making me almost scream out as I jump quite visibly.

"What the fuck." I mutter when I turn around, noticing nothing there even when I use my flashlight to scan the area. I feel a slight pull towards the area the sound came from, and knowing I shouldn't, my heart won't let me not go into the direction, like I'm being controlled.

I walk ever so carefully, scared that something would come and eat me up, or kill me. Once I get to the... pathway? 'Since when has there been a pathway here?' I can smell something very faint, something I don't think I will ever forget. Lucinda's perfume.