Land of Teenage Dirtbags

"Oh, so now you're interested in what I have to say?" Billie snickers.

"We were, Alex is just an asshole," Gerard sighs.

"Okay, well, number one; no more boy-girl roommates."

"What?! Why?" Frank exclaims.

"You know damn well why," Billie spits.

"What else?" I ask.

"Number two, no more drinking." Gerard lets out a frustrated groan.

"And three, bow down to me and tell everyone how great I am," Greg gives him a weird look, making Billie laugh.

"Just kidding, that't it. Leave now," he says waving us away.

"Well, guess I should start moving my things," I sigh.

"Yeah,"

We move my stuff to Dan and Ashley's cabin and say goodnight.

*Le morning*

"We only have like a week left of camp," Dan complains at the table.

"Hey, aren't you gonna eat?" Bob asks pointing to my untouched plate of food.

"Nah, I don't feel good," I shake my head.

"What's wrong?" He asks furrowing his eyebrows.

"I just don't feel that good."

"Whatever," he shrugs sliding my plate towards him.

"Hey, what the fuck, Bob?" Frank says turning his attention to the boy taking my food.

"She's not eating it! She said I could have it."
He turns to me for confirmation and I nod.

"Yeah I drink juice when I'm killing 'cause it's fucking delicious! " Gerard yells at someone, I'm not even sure who, before dramatically storming off.

I suddenly feel sick and run outside before throwing up.
"Are you okay?" Frank asks running out.

"Duh," I say with lack of enthusiasm.

"I get sick all the time, it's no big deal. I'm just gonna go sleep for about thirty years," I say trudging back to my new cabin.

Notes

Lol sorry