Land of Teenage Dirtbags

Gerard, Frank, Dan, and I stand around while Rian and Zack build the fire.

"There's only like five days left of camp, this sucks," Frank complains kicking the sand.

"Yeah," Gerard agrees staring at the ground.
"Better make it count, then," Dan adds.
"But there's no beer," Gerard mutters still looking at the ground.
"But at least now we'll remember the stuff we do," she replies.

"Okay!" Rian yells as the fire flickers.
"Nice!" Alex grins.

"Did we miss anything?" Ray and Mikey walk over to us.
"Nah." We reply.

"Hey, where's Bob?" Mikey asks looking around.

"No idea," I say just now realizing he isn't here.
"Whatever,"
"He'll show up eventually," Gerard says finally looking up from the ground and shaking hair off his face.
"You're so hot," Frank says leaning up toward Gerard's face.
"Get off me," Gerard shoves him away, throwing him into a fit of giggles.

"Here are your kidding s'more ingredients," Billie and Greg plop the food on a log.
"Yes!" Ashley and Dan jump over to them.

"Are you gonna have some?" Mikey asks me, motioning towards the s'mores.
"Hell yeah," I reply.
"Cool," he smiles awkwardly, looking away.

"Mikey, can you not?" Gerard sighs.
"What?"
"Stop acting all cute and awkward to try and steal Leda."
"It's not an act! I can't help that I was born cuter than you!" He says storming away.
"Looks like you were both born with sass, though," I chuckle.


Bob eventually shows up and we get to the family-camp out stuff.
Gerard and I wander away from everybody and over near the woods, but not into them since it's too dark by now. We sit on an old log that looks like it's about to break at any given moment.
"What are we gonna do after camp?" Gerard asks.
"What do you mean?"
"Like, are we gonna keep dating even though we couldn't see or talk to each other?"
"We could call each other on the phone," I point out.
"My mom doesn't trust me with the phone," he sighs. I decide against asking why.
"Well, we could meet up every once in a while,"
"Just every once in a while?" He raises his eyebrows at me.
"We can figure this out later, okay?" I say standing up.
"Okay," he says standing up and pressing his lips against mine.
"Gerard, I-" I get cut off by Frank running up to us.
"There you guys are, I've been looking everywhere," he says out of breath, shining a flashlight at us.

"Get that outta my face," I say shoving the flashlight away from my face.
"You guys gotta see this, I think Billie's getting drunk," Frank laughs.
"He's allowed to get drunk but I'm not?! Sorry Leda, whatever you were going to say can wait." He says running off.
Frank and I run after him to see him yell at Billie Joe.

"How come you can get drunk but I can't?" He steams.
"Because I'm over twenty one, and you, Gerard, are not," he grins.

Notes

5 more days does not equal 5 more chapters.
God this story is getting boring sorry guys, it's almost over.
So I've been thinking about writing maybe a teacher Gerard story without all the child-abuse, cutting, and emotional pain. Or a post-apocalyptic zombie Ray Toro fanfic (kind of like the walking dead). Which one would be better?