Max x Reader ( Never Knew Until Now ) REWRITING

~ Chapter One ~ Escape from Camp Campbell (OLD)

All chapters from here are OLD. Rewriting the story, so please know I can do better than this. No I will not change or fix anything from these old chapters, everything will stay the same. Farewell

shitty but I PROMISE THE STORY GETS BETTER AND INTERESTING THE MORE YOU READ IT I SWEAR ☹️

Update on July 20 Wednesday 2022: this isn't edited, plan to edit it soon though!

Update on August 4 Thursday 12:11 PM Thursday 2022 : damn I forgot I said that, gonna edit rn

Update again, I edited half of the story. Gonna edit the rest tomorrow, gotta sleep early so I can learn how to speak a language that is gonna be needed for the plot (I think you can guess what it is)

Update : why tf did I say that?? No they're not gonna no what am I, stupid?? It's Russian

Update : I'm making too many updates anyways I only put one day of effort and then barely put effort in any other days 🧍‍♀️

If you didn't read the first chapter what the fuck are you doing here??

(T) How did I even end up here...? You wondered to yourself as you were sitting on the bus.

(You know why, you know damn well why. But anyways..)

You, currently were on a bus with an elderly American bus driver going to a summer camp called 'Camp Campbell' yes, as in Cameron Campbell.

The man who did a lot of terrible shit, to a lot of places! Like Russia, your beloved home country!!

There was a teal haired girl and a brown curly haired boy on the bus as well ALSO going to this camp

To waste time, you decided to just think. Think about everything and anything, of all topics! Just, space out. And think

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— Wait what camp did my parents sign me up for..?
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— Oh who cares! I do, I care.. I care a lot!! My father is picky when it comes to what I do, like him wanting me to do sports.. Or anything 'manly'
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— But my mother wants me to do this and that and try makeup, wear dresses, "don't wear that, it's for boys!" Or "don't wear that it's too ugly!" To a plain black shirt..
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— My sister is a whole other mess.. She doesn't care about me appearing feminine or manly, she doesn't care about me at all! She cares LESS about me than anyone else! She would sell my soul for a damn s'more in a heartbeat..
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— Then again, I don't mind, for I don't care about her. I hope she dies. Especially after what she said when I went on the bus..
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Was learning English worth it..??
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yeah...
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But it worked! Because soon enough, the bus came to a sharp stop, hitting somebody, and making you hit your head on the window

You quickly got up, rubbing your head, grabbing your backpack, and did what the other two kids were doing. Waiting for the bus doors to open.

The doors open and the bus driver says, "kids are here."

The teal haired girl was the first one to get out, jumping out of the bus and smelling the air

You looked to see what seems to be a 10 to 11 year old boy with black hair and cyan eyes, he had a blue jacket on with red sneakers. You could easily tell that he has a plan in mind