Creators Camp

How does a summer camp with your internet best friend and favourite YouTuber sound? What about having your whole past written in direct messages to that YouTuber with an abandoned Twitter account? What about having a past that could tear you away from the life you dream of living? It doesn't seem so easy anymore, does it?


6. Part 5.





Carrie giggled; "I was just going to ask what he's wearing."

"If I could slap you I would."

I watched Connors movements; this makes me sound like a stalker but I swear I'm not.

Okay well I'm borderline obsessed with him, but he doesn't know that.

He turned the heating up and pulled off his jumper.

"Errgghh this was a bad idea."

He looked over towards the window and met my eyes as they widened and I jumped down.

"Run!" I hissed.

We ran around to the front and bolted back over towards the lake in hopes there'd be an empty paddock or something somewhere.

"Okay I think we're far enough away what just happened?" Carrie asked bending over in exhaustion and grabbing my arm.

"Um I told you to run and we ran?" I asked like a question.

Did she hit her head or something?

"I mean why did we have to run genius."

"He caught me snooping." I answered with a slight giggle.

"Oohh oh my god what's in his cabin? Is it a love nest?"

"EWWWW! I'M SCARRED!" I shrieked.

"Wait ew it's not actually a love nest is it?" She asked screwing up her face.

"No! He took his shirt off and it's something I didn't feel like seeing even if he is slightly attractive."

She held in her laughter as we started walking again, he hasn't chased us so I'm hoping he thinks he's overtired and that he was just seeing things.

"Well guess what I read the itinerary and we have swimming tomorrow so your eyes can feast on his shirtless attire even more."

"Yeah and the ground can feast on my vomit."

She gave me a pointed stare; "Okay was it really that bad? I seem to remember you snap chatting me gushing over his face."

"Yeah but not his bare stomach! There's certain things I'll never do and enjoy the sight of a shirtless, openly gay smug numbskull with a masters is self promotion is one of them! Don't get me wrong, he's attractive and I love him with all my heart but it doesn't mean I'd like to see him shirtless." I finished my rant with a deep breath.

Damn I have a lot on my mind it seems.

She laughed and shook her head; "Oh bless your heart honey this camp is nowhere near over yet."

Greeeaat... this week is barely over.

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