Camp 'Homos on Skates'

Counting on You!

"Dude, promise we'll meet up on our days off for our marathons? I still need to kick your ass in Smash." Jeremy's voice shook, interrupted by lack of maintenance in the road. The bus the teens were on seemed to exaggerate every bump or divot in the pavement. Michael, Jeremy's best friend sense elementary school, could only roll his eyes and scoff. "The day you beat me in that game is the day I find getting stoned boring. AKA, never gonna happen, bro." Brown eyes glanced over the skinny frame next to him and the male couldn't hold back the smirk that framed his lips. He had to look up slightly, the other towering over him a few inches. "I promise."

These two video game enthusiasts were on their way to summer camp, as chaperones of course. They were "too old to attend as campers" their teachers said. In the midst of a conversation about how to make a Code Red Slushy, Jeremy and Michael's teacher volunteered them as summer camp supervisors. Of course, the rest of their peers snickered when the two had been called out and assigned a job. Especially after getting to pick where they all wanted to go, leaving the duo to be the only ones given a position by their educator. If the two had a choice, they would have stayed home to smoke up and play 'Mario Kart' until the screen was blurry and their eyes were as red as Michael's jacket. Unfortunately, because they didn't have enough credits and it was getting close to graduation, it was either show up or fail. Like hell they were going to spend any more years than necessary in that eternal teenage hell, so here the boys sat, on the bus, on their way to a rundown camp in the middle of nowhere. Though like most situations, as long as they were dragged in it together, it never failed to be a blast.

The teacher had handed each student their individual piece of paper which held information on what section of the camp they would be at, what cabin they had been assigned, what their job was, and their days off. Thanks to the campsite being a three hour drive away from the school and parent consent forms, Jeremy and Michael were stuck here for two and a half weeks watching over children ranging in age from five to fifteen. As the school vehicle pulled into the drive of their new temp-home, the pair exchanged schedules. They both had Wednesdays off and Jeremy got off on hour earlier than Michael every day except for Saturdays. Though they were in separate cabins, the two knew it wouldn't stop them from sneaking to the other's to chill.

Heere, Jeremy - Boating/Fishing

Jeremy stared blankly at his assigned responsibilities. He knew nothing about Boats or Fishing. He brushed it off, assuming someone would be there to teach him what he had to teach the kids and looked over at his buddy's paper.

Mell, Michael – Roller Rink/Concession Stand

Michael beamed with confidence knowing he had this in the palm of his hand. He was a bit disappointed when he didn't see a familiar name on his work peer list but still flashed a wide smile to his friend. "No worries man, we'll have plenty of time to hang and catch up. We can swap stories on the pranks the little brats are gonna pull while I dominate you in 'Smash'." The taller of the two just chuckled and returned the smile, hiding his disappointment and separation anxiety. Before he could open his mouth to come back with a remark, their teacher began nagging about the "Rules and Regulations". Soon enough, the iconic duo were splitting up to their separate cabins before they could even say their "see ya later"s. Jeremy decided to pull out his phone, not caring about getting bitched at within his first few steps onto the campgrounds.

12:22pm Me: ill catch u later michael. try not to get killed by the tiny demons

12:24pm Player2: see ya dude! :D have fun with your twerps

After the never ending tour, lunch, introductions, teachings, and dinner, Jeremy was unpacking his belongings into his assigned dresser when he felt his phone buzz in his pocket.

NEW MESSAGE FROM Player2

8:12pm Player2: Meet me at the docks at 11. I brought my PSP and DS >:)

Michael felt the corners up his lips tug upward as butterflies began to creep into his stomach. The thought of the two of them alone sitting in front of the water, taking in the scenery as they game and enjoy each other's company was the definition of Heaven in his book. A small beep followed by a vibration pulled him from his thoughts.

NEW MESSAGE FROM Player1

8:13pm Player1: ill try to sneak some snacks from the vending machine! No promises though :P

8:15pm Me: counting on you :O!!

Both boys finished their chores and jumped into their beds, faces red and feeling on top of the world with excitement as they waited a three hour lifetime.