Saturday

About half an hour later the four new friends had a small fire blazing within the fireplace. It was a pretty beautiful night; the stars were beginning to poke out even though the sun wasn't fully set. The lake was calm and glassy, besides the few kids who decided to take kayaks out on an evening boat ride. The camp was quiet, except for radios and ihomes that could be heard softly around the lake. It was quite serene.
"You guys ever been to this camp before?" Jamie asked and crossed her legs, fidgeting with a stick in her hands. The three others shook their heads no. "I've been here twice before. First time I was hopeless. Everyone thought I would end myself before the month was up. But I stuck it out to the end. Made some good friends, and got out. Kept in contact with them, but one of 'em cut themselves short before I could see them again. So I wound up back here, feeling even worse. But I got pulled out of my grief and learned to move on. Her memory will carry on, of course, but I respect her now. I don't mourn her. Now things are better and I'm back here again, because I can't come back next year", she said with a frown. "Why?" Jane asked, intrigued by Jamie's story. Jamie simply shrugged. "Ill be 20 next year. Too old", she stated. "Oh", Jane said and nodded. She found Jamie's story amazing and admirable. She seemed to have been through a lot, yet she stuck it out and she's happy now. Maybe she could end up that way someday.
The fire continued to burn for a few hours, and during that time Frank and Jane shared stories to Ray and Jamie of silly stories that happened in their school that they both had heard about. Nothing bad, just silly stuff like what the senior pranks consisted of or stupid things the teachers did. This conversation kept going for a while, and Jane and Frank were close to tears most of the time from laughing so hard. "Calm down, lovebirds", Jamie snickered and Frank blushed madly. Lovebirds? Jane and him? No. That could never happen.
"Frankie, get your guitar out!" Jane said suddenly and looked up at him with excited eyes. Beautiful, sparkly excited eyes, Frank thought to himself. They made him go weak. "I-I guess", he said immediately and stood up, rushing back inside the cabin to grab his guitar. He shook his body about a bit, so the nerves would leave his body hopefully. He checked the mirror that was on the wall and made sure he wasn't blushing too badly, or he'd look stupid around Jane. And the others, of course. He took a deep breath and headed back outside with his case in hand.
Jane watched as he took out the instrument from its case. It was a nice, acoustic Epiphone with dark wood and and shiny finish. He grabbed his pick from the bottom of the case and positioned himself, getting ready to play. He looked up at everyone, his eyes lingering on Jane a little longer than they had everyone else's, which made Jane smile a little and nod towards Frank, giving him the eager 'OK' to play. He nodded back and began to doodle around a little bit. Even his simple doodling was fucking amazing. Legendary, even. After a while Frank got an applause from his new friends. "I bet I could too that", challenged Ray. Frank raised his eyebrows and handed the thing over to him. Ray began to play just as well, adding different twists and style into his own doodling. And that's how the rest of the night went; an epic guitar face-off between Ray and Frank. Jane couldn't help but notice how beautiful Frank was when he played, and she realized how beautiful he was while he WASN'T playing. And that fact that they kept making playful eye contact gave both of them wild butterflies the entire night.

Notes

Hehehe I love how cute this chapter is :) I hope you guys liked it too! Let me know what you think in the comments below, and don't forget to subscribe and rate this story. Love you guys lots, thanks for reading! -Shannon xo