Land of Teenage Dirtbags

Everyone stands in the front of the camp as we wait for this new counselor guy to arrive. The guy Greg said will be helping out.

"I don't see why he waited this long to get someone else around here," Frank complains to Gerard and I.

"How long did he wait?" I ask.

"Well the camp's been here about three years," Gerard shrugs.

"I was here the first year," Frank grins.

"So was I, you idiot," Gerard grins, shoving Frank. Frank sticks his tongue out at Gerard and crosses his arms.

"There he is!" Ray yells, pointing to a black car driving towards the camp.
Everyone turns their attention to the car as Greg walks up to greet it.

A tall man with shaggy black hair steps out and grabs some bags before walking up to us.

"Billie!" Greg greets him.

"Greg!" Billie replies.

"Kids, this is my friend, his name is Billie Joe Armstrong," Greg says walking him up to us.
We all introduce ourselves. I notice him looking at me a lot, but try to ignore it.

"Billie will be staying in the extra cabin, since I'm in the only counselor cabin. I wasn't really planning on having extra counselors, but we're glad your here, Billie!"
Gerard and I exchange glances quickly before turning our attention back.

Greg scans the crowd of us quickly before his eyes land on me.
"Leda! Would you mind showing Billie here to his cabin?"

"Sure," I mumble before waving for him to follow me. He follows me to the cabin and I lead him inside.

"Welp, here's your cabin," I say motioning around the room.

"Thanks," he says. He stares at me smirking, which is making me really uncomfortable. I start to leave but he blocks the door.

"You don't have to leave so soon," he smirks.

He pushes me against the wall before I can say anything. He leans down and presses his lips agains my jawline while sliding his hands under my shirt to rest against my waist.
I try to push him away but it doesn't work so well, my smallness is not helping me.
He moves his lips down my neck, his tongue gently brushing against my skin.

"Stop," I choke out, using all my strength to get him away.

"Shh," he grabs my wrists and pins them above my head.
I start to scream but he puts his hand over my mouth. I bring my knee up and kick him in the nards.
He doubles over in pain and I sprint out, wiping my neck while I run.

I run aimlessly before running into Gerard. He falls over and Frank laughs at him. He lifts his face out of the grass and pulls himself up.

"What's the hurry?" He grumbles.

"Uh-nothing," I reply breathlessly.

"Why we're you running?" Frank asks.

"No-no reason," I start catching my breath.

"Were you running from that Billie guy?" Frank pushes.
I don't say anything, I just continue to catch my breath.

"Did he do something to you?" Gerard asks, looking concerned.

"No," I lie.

"I'm serious, don't lie," Gerard asks sounding even more concerned.

"I'm not lying," I say brushing off his concern.

"Anyways," I clear my throat. "Let's go to the tree house." They agree and we tell Mikey to tell everyone to meet us there.

Gerard eases up, but he still looks really curious as to why I was running.
He probably knows I was lying.

Notes

Oooo, girl she got herself out of some shit there. Well I have ideas for the next chapter so depending on if I feel up to it or not there might be a chapter tomorrow.