Thread: Camp Murder   (Casket &  Marie)

Micheal was watching as the Hummer pulled up and held his breath as he hoped it wasn't who he thought it was, but when he caught a glimpse of the giant 'CHEER' sticker on the back window he huffed in frustration. He knew this vehicle well and knew who its driver was, Quinn Hudson. The lead cheerleader and most stuck up girl in the entire school. Micheal's mind raced as the memories of him first coming to this school in the 6th grade, that was of course before the written-in-stone social statuses which were assigned when junior high started were set and he'd remembered sitting in lunch class and having a note passed to him. When he'd opened it he'd read the simple single line Quinn Hudson likes you, do you like her? Circle 'Yes' or 'No' . Of course at the time he had no idea who Quinn Hudson was, not that it would've mattered much at that age because Micheal hadn't started liking girls yet, but he ended up circling No and sending the note back. If he would of known she was the most popular girl in the class he may have circled Yes instead, just to temper the bullying he'd received from that day forward. As it turned out telling a girl who never got told no that very thing was a social death sentence. She'd ended up turning every preppy and jock against him by the time they were 7th grade. Now here he was not only out in the woods, which he didn't like, but stuck for the entire summer with her as well. Shit! He exclaimed and pounded on the side of the van again. Of course with Marley still seated in the van he had no idea that the girl he actually had a crush on was here too. YO MAN! Lay off the paint job, if you fuck up that vintage wizard dragon mural I'm gonna kick your geeky ass! Jason yelled when he heard Micheal's tantrum of fist pounding. If Jason wouldn't have been stoned out of his gourd and mildly paranoid when the Hummer pulled up he would have seen Day jump out of the Hummer and storm off but instead he was busy stashing the stinky joint he'd just smoked half of to his head. He'd always liked Day. Their social circles weren't exactly the same but close enough to have partied together a bunch of times. She was hot, in the metal sense of the word with leather and metal spikes consuming much of her day to day wardrobe. No.... No key.....cough cough....gotta wait! Jason called out his van window when he heard Quinn asking about the status of the lock. Freddy was still pissing, it seemed like the process took forever now that he was on 'roids' but as he heard the foot falls from behind him approaching he kinked the stream of urine off and stuffed his penis back into his shorts, to affraid some one would see his shrunken dong. Of course his penis wasn't done pissing yet and sprinkled the remainder into his gym shorts as he spun around. Fuck's sake dude Day called out and Freddy jumped back in surprise. Oooooh man....you scared the shit out of me....whew....I thought this was gonna be a total sausage party this summer.....at least a chick signed up. Freddy said seeing the goth girl standing there with a disgusted look on her face. Dayanna wasn't his type at all but any girl was better than no girls as far as he was concerned. Hell maybe he could talk her into dying her hair blond and loosing some of those piercings over the summer. But as Fred peered over Day's shoulder he saw the familiar sight of Quinn's Hummer and got ecstatic. Fred lunged into a run and pushed passed Day, knocking her off her elevated boots and onto her ass in the weeds as he ran off to greet a girl from his own clique. Yo yo yo! Quinn.....I heard you got a DUI after the party last month.....Shit baby it is good to see a normal person, I thought I was gonna be stuck with all these losers all fucking summer! Freddy called out as he went running up to Quinn's driver's window. He was more than happy, Quinn was the hottest girl in school and she'd skipped her panties on several cheerleading events for their sports teams whenever they needed an extra boost to win against a better team. She was hot, and she was rumored to be the blow job queen of the senior class. He knew none of the other guys stood a chance, so he was in with Quinn whether she knew it yet or not. Henry couldn't help but notice as Mia had turned up the AC her nipples seemed to stand up out of her athletic top. It had been an incredibly long time since he'd been with a woman and now here he was sitting next to a beautiful one that he was bound to spend the entire summer with. He gaze slipped from her cleavage to her left hand and saw that there wasn't a wedding ring, even better. I wouldn't be too worried about the spit, I'm not that mad, you should see what the middle easterners used to throw at us during the war.....Spit would have been like being showered with champagne after that. Hank said with his usual humble chuckle. When he heard that she was a teacher he liked her even more, it was a noble trade and one he respected a good deal. He had to wonder what the adolescent boys had thought about a teacher who was as hot as she was though, they probably had a hard time making to the chalk board due to embarrassing boners when she led the class. The thought made him laugh again but this time to himself. As the car pulled up to where the kids had parked there to vehicles Hank could see the gate and lock. Shit, NCP didn't give me a key, how about you? He asked Mia.