Land of Teenage Dirtbags

*Leda's POV*

I climb into a van with the name "thug chug" spray painted on it. It's my ride to Delinquit Town, a stupid camp that my parents think will turn me into some goody-twoshoes. But this camp can't be all that great if they can't even get a bus. It's just a fifteen-passenger van that looks as old as me. I climb in and see nobody. Great, more seats for me. I sit in the very back row and throw my bag on the floor, stretching my legs across the row of seats and shove in my earphones.

Not too much later we stop and a boy with tattoos climbs on. He looks at me and makes his way to my row. I turn down the volume of my music as he sits down.

"Frank," he says giving me a small nod. He's hot, I'll definitely be getting to know him better.

"Leda," I respond, returning the nod.

"Well, Leda, it's gonna be a long six months. So what are you in for?" He asks while stretching a little bit.

"Piercing," I say telling him the mildest of all the reasons I'm here.

"That's it?" He laughs. I notice his lip and nose piercings, along with his tattoos, black hair, and perfect eyebrows.

"Maybe," I say looking out the window.

"Lemme guess," he starts, looking at the ceiling with a thoughtful expression. "Your parents caught you fucking on their couch?"

"Nope,"

"Caught stealing?" He guesses.

"That's one," I say holding up one finger.

"Okay seriously, what pushed your folks over the edge?" He asks turning his head towards me.

"I set a barn on fire," I answer, turning and looking him in the eyes.

"Wow, nice!" He laughs, looking impressed. "Was there anything in it?"

"I dunno," I shrug. We stop and two more boys get on. One with black hair a little below his ears and one with brown hair and glasses.

"Hey, wassup Gerard?" Frank calls, earning a wave from him. The boy with glasses sits up in the front row while Gerard sits in the row in front of ours.

"Oh, and who might you be?" Gerard says flirtatiously to me, turning around to face me.

"Leda," I answer.

"Nice name," he compliments.

"Nice face," I shoot back at him.

"Oh, getting a little flirty are we?" He grins.

I see Frank pull out some earphones out of the corner of my eye and put them in his ears.

"Maybe," I say in a slightly deductive voice.

The van fills up after a while. The last being some blonde chick in bootyshorts who sits next to who I've learned is Mikey.

"So this camp allows opposite gender roommates," Gerard says turned halfway to me so his side is leaned against the back of his seat.

"Oh really? I wonder if Frank would be interested in bunking with me?" I tease.

He gives me a sassy look and I can't help but giggle a bit.

"Are you asking me to sleep with you, Gerard?" I joke.

"Oh god, yes," he says paying more attention to picking fuzz off the seat.

"We'll see," I say, pretty much ending the conversation. We finally arrive and I wait for everyone to leave the van so I can get off.

I grab my bag and hop out, stretching and taking in the scene. It's mostly just grass, some sand, and lake. Along with the main buildings. A guy wearing basketball shorts and a tank top comes out and greets everyone.

"Okay, you filthy animals here's the thing. You can group up and share a cabin, but each cabin only holds up to three it four people. So, your groups can be up to four people, obviously. Meals will be served for an hour, and if you miss it your screwed because that's your fault, not ours. You are allowed to swim in the lake during daylight but please, no skinny dipping," he says, the last part as if its happened before.
"And, that's pretty much it," he says dragging out the word 'and'.

"Hey, wanna bunk with us?" Gerard asks, referring to him and Frank.

"Sure," I shrug.

The counselor hands out slips of papers to one person from each group telling you which bunk you'll be in.

"I hope you're happy with your groups, because you cannot transfer more than once a month. Okay? Okay, have fun you filthy animals!" He says leaving.

The three of us walk to cabin twenty, the one farthest from the camp. Yay, now I can get raped by two guys and nobody will hear it.

We walk in and I notice something right away.

"There are only two beds," I say dropping my stuff on the floor.

"Oh, yeah. Would you look at that," Gerard says walking over to the bed nearest to the bathroom and flopping onto it.
"Dibs," he says into his pillow.

Frank sits down on the other bed and just looks at me and shrugs.

"Guess you'll have to sleep with one of us."

"I'll just go ask for a bed," I say walking out the door towards the main camp area. I walk into the counselor's cabin and see him in front if an air conditioner.

"Um, the cabin I'm in only has two beds. Do you have any extra ones I can use?"

He thinks for a second before answering, "we do, but you'll most likely get it tomorrow."

"Thats cool, I can wait until tomorrow," I shrug walking out.
I roll my eyes and a kid named Alex notices.

"What was that about?" He asks.

"My cabin's a bed short," I say pointing behind me.

"Oh, well I would offer for you to stay in my cabin, but it's already full," he shrugs.

"It's okay," I wave, "I'll see ya later," I say heading back to my cabin.

When I walk in I see Frank and Gerard going through my bag.

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