Buddy Holly

Summer Camp

This idea popped in my head listening to my playlist and I needed to make it happen. I hope you guys like it, This is part 1 of 2 . This is my first attempt and fluff and smut, no angst like, basically none at all. What i like to refer to as sunshine and rainbows. Anyone following my work knows, i write dark so this is really out of my comfort zone. Enjoy!!

Mickey sat on his bunk reading his book. The sun was shining through the window, giving him the perfect amount of light. Mickey Milkovich was 16 and a bit of a nerd. He liked to keep to himself, and spent most of his time with a cigarette in one hand and his nose in a book. He'd always loved reading, he could spend hours lost in hard copies or paperback, whether it be fantasy or a murder mystery he was about it. His love of books was actually how he ended up at Camp Sunshine. Yea that's really the name, Camp Sunshine. He was working after class in the school library when his teacher approached him and asked if he was interested in a joining a youth program. The program was called One Foot Forward. It was offered to low income families to give kids an opportunity to experience things they other wise couldn't afford, like trips to the Nature Museum or a Summer at camp. He was very excited at the idea of going to Camp, it would be nice to escape his world for awhile. His father Terry was not the nicest guy. Everyday Mickey would come home and go straight to his room to try and avoid the tyrant. He would pick on the fact that he read books, and make fun of his wire rimmed glasses, always trying to pick a fight. Mickey may be a nerd but he was still South Side, he didn't take anyone's shit and when given he dealt it back twice as hard, but with his dad he was usually at the loosing end. When Terry wasn't picking a fight with him he would go after his Mom Adriana. He loved his mom so much. He had thought many times about running away and never looking back but he couldn't leave his mom and his sister Mandy. When he brought the paperwork home to sign up for the youth program Terry told him he didn't need to go to some queer gathering and sing Kumbaya like a faggot. He told him he was going to stay at home and learn the ways of the family business, which meant drug deals and stealing. He really wanted to go to college and get out, take his mom and his sister with him. He knew if he got into the family business, it would eat him alive and he would be just another soul lost to the ghetto, living deal to deal or ending up in jail. Fortunately for him that is exactly what happened to his father. They were eating dinner later that night when there was a loud knock on the door.

Terry looked over at him "Don't just sit there boy answer the damn door"

He dropped his fork in his mac and cheese and made his way to the front door. There was another knock louder and harder this time.

"Fuck I'm coming hold the fuck on" he yells as he opens the door, only to be greeted by two police officers.

"Is Terry Milkovich here?" the younger cop asked.

"who the fuck is it?" his dad calls from the dining room.

He knows he should feel bad that they are here to arrest his dad, maybe even give him a head start to escape, but instead he just nods and smiles.

"It's for you" He turns around and walks back to the table, letting his dad pass as he head to the front door.

"What do yo..aw fuck Mikhailo you son of a bitch!" Terry yells kicking and screaming as the two police men read him his rites and cuff him.

Mickey smiles smugly at him and flips him off. "Fuck you, you prick"

He closes the door behind them watching the two men struggle to get his father into the police car, they eventually succeed and drive off into the night.

His mom comes over and wraps her arms around him tightly. He would never admit it out loud but he loved his mothers hugs. She always smelled of lavender which for some reason made him feel at peace.