Walking behind everyone gave me see some time to observe the guys that I'm going to be around with for a very long time. It felt weird at how fast this process was happening. It was so sudden as I latched onto the feeling I still felt about being outed to then coming here. It was overwhelming but in the best way possible. Is that a thing?

I looked around and hoped no one thought I was checking the other guys out like a thirsty troll. I just wanna see the people I'm spending my next 3 months with and a lot of them just so happen to be insanely attractive.

"Okay guys, before I show all of you your cabins, I just wanted to take some time for us to get to know each other." Loud sighs and groans were immediately let out as she quickly spoke again. "I know it might be overwhelming but I'm noticing a lot of new faces in the crowd, so to feel a bit more comfortable and get in the camping spirit, we might as well introduce ourselves right?" She smiled, gesturing all of us to sit near some wooden benches.

I haven't counted the amount of guys here but I know there's a lot. Knowing they're all very attractive and might judge the way I look and my way of introducing myself doesn't help either.

"Okay so we'll go around in a circle. You'll say your name, your favorite hobby, and then your spirit animal!" Ms. Leigh threw all of us a wide smile as I sat by myself, losing Jesse and Trevor in the crowd. "Most of you guys have done this before so it shouldn't be difficult. We'll start with Benny." She ended, waiting for everyone to sit down.

Everyone finally got seated and looked at the kid who was named Benny. "Um, my full name is Benny Bobby Brown, I like listening to the holy music trinity, and my spirit animal is a cockroach." He shrugged, fixing his white weirdly shaped glasses as he made a lot of people laugh.

Ms. Leigh threw him a curious smile. "Last year was Beyoncé, who's the holy music trinity?" She asked politely.

Benny sighed. "Rihanna, Nicki Minaj and Beyoncé, duh." He casually shook his neck as if everyone already knows.

"Oh." She slowly nodded her head, the next person beginning to talk.

"My name is Logan." The next guy introduced, his blue eyes and his silver colored hair capturing all of my attention. "I'm in a band and just to make it cringier my spirit animal would probably be a wolf because why not." He spoke casually, his voice was deep and sounded assertive.

The circle went on and on.

"I'm Trevor, I like to swim and my spirit animal is a dolphin."

And on.

"The name's Jesse Rezeti. I like cars and I don't have a spirit animal."

"Ashton Morrigan." A boy with jet black hair let out dryly as a strand loosely fell onto his snowy pale face that was avoiding all eye contact. I was slightly surprised to hear his gorgeous English accent.

Ms. Leigh slightly raised her eyebrow at him. "Hobby and spirit animal?" She smiled.

Ashton quickly rolled his eyes and clenched his jaw. "Why the fuck does it matter?" He bluntly let out.

Everyone was undeniably shocked watching Ashton lash out but Ms. Leigh completely remained calm. "Okay, that's okay." She turned away.

"I'm Sascha Evers." The person waved, his eyes politely glancing at everyone. Well at least I think it's a he. Not to be mean or anything but this person was completely androgynous and was attractive in a masculine and feminine way. "I like reading and my spirit animal is a fox." They spoke, tucking some hair behind their ear.

Never seen anyone fall so close in both genders so perfectly.

The circle went quiet as someone's voice snapped me from reality. "It's your turn sweetie!" The counselor politely let out.

Oh fuck! It's my turn!

"Uh-um. My name is Micah." I awkwardly muttered, avoiding all possible eye contact with anybody in the circle. "I like to read books, and m-my spirit animal is-" All of a sudden I was cut off by insanely loud music coming from a distance.

What is this mess that I am hearing?

The speakers from the car was dramatically blasting some song and I wasn't having it, making me narrow my eyes to see where the music was coming from.

All of a sudden everyone in the circle began to talk within themselves as I squinted at the shiny black Bentley, being driven by what looked like a paid driver.

Everyone all of a sudden became quiet as we waited for the person in the car to get out. Of course they wanted to come fashionably late.

Who even is this person?

I got a better look of the insanely dressed person as they got out of the car. He was wearing everything black beginning with a short top mixing well with his black leather pants that was all complimented by a large black fur coat. He also had on expensive looking shades and carried a large black Louie Vuitton duffel bag.

He waved his driver away as he began to walk towards us, his heels clicking closer and closer. "Hello middle class-" He took a pause to look at Benny, "-low class locals." My mouth dropped as he spoke.

"All black ensemble today?" Ms. Leigh warmly spoke to the guy so luxuriously dressed.

The person slightly shifted their tinted sun glasses down, preparing to answer. "Well, I have to wear all black because I just slayed all of you and it's your funerals." He grinned.

"Happy to have you again Posh!" Ms. Leigh spoke out as everyone continued to look at him.

"I would've came here earlier but my jet from Paris was late so I have major eye bags to attend to." Posh ranted as he tilted his head, his fingers lightly patting underneath his eyes. "Are you guys doing that ratchet greeting circle again from last year?" He asked, glancing down at his acrylic nails.

"Yup!" She replied politely. "Would you like to join us?"

"Ew no I'm fine, I would rather stare at a wall for 8 hours doing nothing." He threw all of us a subtly disturbed look. "Dallas!" Posh quickly snapped his fingers up in the air. "Can you bring this bag filled with essential oils into my suite, I supes don't wanna ruin my nails." Posh smiled as the boy who was probably Dallas came up from the circle and grabbed his bags from him.

Dallas was incredibly attractive. He wore a tank top that showed off his tan muscular arms and his hazel eyes were shining all over the place.

Dallas's light brown hair bounced. "Yea babe of course, how was your flight?" Dallas smirked at him as they began to walk away. "I really missed you."

"That's cute and all but can you handle my bag with care?" Posh's voice was still loud even from afar.

"Sorry baby." Dallas apologized as my eyes couldn't help but widen.

"Oh and also I know we're dating but I kinda prefer the term 'Your Highness' better." Posh tilted his head, Dallas visibly hurt by the comment as he just tried to ignore it and be more careful with Posh's bag. "Kidding, I'm kidding. Wouldn't that be so cute though?" Posh let out a devilish smirk as Dallas didn't respond.

I finally decided to break the awkward silence in the circle. "My spirit animal is a penguin." I awkwardly let out.

After a moment of walking in silence and listening to the camp counselor talk about things no one cared about except for me, we finally entered the cabin.

Loud muffled conversations filled the spacious cabin as we took our time finding our bunk beds and meeting our bunk mates.

This place was huge.

All beds were organized in a way that they were all pretty near each other but still had enough space for conversations. I kinda figured they didn't wanna separate these many guys in small groups because who knows what some of these boys want to do with each other.

I do wish I didn't have to sleep so close to someone. Where the hell is my personal bubble? Why can't I have a suite like Posh?

I anxiously walked passed the other guys who seemed to already know where to go while I'm just here being so damn lost.

This cabin looked insanely modern for it to even be called a cabin. It looked like it was made out of wood from the outside and now it doesn't even look like I was remotely near any forest.

"Micah!" A familiarly charming voice spoke behind me. It was Jesse. "What's your bunk bed number?" I turned around, slightly taken a back from his voice.

I momentarily looked down at a sheet of paper. "4." I let out.

Jesse let out a cute smile, looking down for only a second which gave me a quick view of his intensely sharp and perfect jawline.

"Guess we're bunk mates." He announced, making me slightly choke up. "So are you a top or bottom?" His ocean blue eyes scanned me as I felt so intimidated by him.

I couldn't help but throw him a weirded out expression. "B-bottom."

"Bottom?" He asked, looking surprised for some reason.

I nodded my head in response as I couldn't help but throw him a weirded out facial expression. "Why, do you like the top bed?"

"Yea and I'm asking because I'm always on the top. I got into a fight about it last year." He scanned my face as he ran his hand through his hair, chuckling. "So you're for sure going to be the bottom and I'm the top right?" He asked one last time.

"Uh.." His bright crystal eyes were mysteriously enchanting and I couldn't handle it. I never felt tired looking at them and I didn't want to stop looking at them. "Y-yea."

"It's settled then." Jesse threw his bags up on the top bed, beginning to un-pack.

I wasn't ready to watch him take his hoodie off as it took his shirt up with it, flashing me his incredibly defined body that made my cheeks now completely burn as I tried to look away. "Uh, can I ask you a question.." I let out quietly as I tried hard not to make our surroundings awkward.

"What is it?" Jesse's head popped out from the hoodie as he proceeded to throw it onto his bed.

"What do we do after we get settled?" I asked. "Is this camp just meant for us to sleep, eat, and talk to each other?" I continued to interrogate.

"Yea, whatever you want." I watched Jesse begin to unpack as he talked again. "There's also events that happen that you don't have to attend but would have to anyways or else you'll be bored as fuck."

"Events?"

"There's bonfires, camp parties and stuff. It's hard to explain." He shrugged. "Do you have more questions?" He chuckled, my eyes watching as the sun coming from the window defined his incredible facial features.

"Actually I do." I quickly replied, his eyes playfully rolling at me. "Why does it seem like that boy named Posh is so important around here?" I couldn't help but sound irritated at remembering the scene of watching him arrive like a diva and just casually interrupting everything.

Jesse hastily looked around. "If you don't want drama from him, keep it down." He whispered. "You don't want anyone telling Posh you're asking about him especially when you're new. The only reason why some of these people are kissing his ass is because his parents practically own this place. Also I heard he's famous for doing some YouTuber makeup stuff, I don't fucking know, I don't really care."

"Oh." That's all I was able to say for some reason.

I immediately choked on air as I felt Jesse gently lay a hand on my shoulder. "Well ima go eat, having you as a bunk mate should be fun. Catch you later." Jesse threw me a wink as he playfully ruffled through my hair.

And so my camping days begin..

I've been looking through the comments and I wanna tell you guys now that posh is many things but the love interest is definitely not one of them lol.

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