Allison's POV
~ Few Weeks Later ~
"I'm not going to summer camp!" I screamed.
"It's six weeks and it'll be good for you!" Dad said.
"What are we fighting about?" Tony asked.
"Get out!" I screamed, "I'm not going to summer camp!"
"You need this!"
"Shut up! I'm not going to summer camp." I said.
"You should go." Tony said, taking a sip of coffee.
"Oh right. You want me to go so that way you don't have a fucking teenager running around the faculty!" I screamed.
"Not true." He said.
I stuck my tongue out. He's lying.
"I'm not going!"
"Too bad. You're going whether you like it or not. You make friends there, you can borrow money from them for the rest of your life." Dad said.
I rolled my eyes.
"You can't make me go." I said, crossing my arms.
He picked me up and carried me out the front door, set me down, closed the door, and locked it.
"Guess you can." I said.
I sat on the front step just thinking about everything. I started to scream. I lost count of how long I was locked out there for. I got up and started to run. I ran towards the woods screaming because I was screaming about everything that was stuck inside of me and let it out. I ran to Tyler's house because he was the only other person who could make me feel good.
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I rang the doorbell of his apartment and he came to open the door.
"Hey babe." He said.
I looked at him with a confusing look.
"What happened to your shirt?" I asked.
"Um, just lifting weights." He said.
"Ok. Anyway, I wanted to tell you that I'm going to summer camp for six weeks." I said.
"Ok." He said.
"That's all you have to say?" I asked.
"Yeah because I have to go to football practices all summer and plus this wouldn't be the longest time we were ever away from each other. Remember the three months?"
"Right where I had secretly disappeared." I gave a fake smile.
"Tyler babe? Are you coming back?" It was another female's voice.
"Tyler's who's that?" I asked.
"Um."
The female came into view and I realized who it was. Katie.
"So you're fucking cheating on me?!" I screamed.
"Alli. Alli. It's not what it looks like." Tyler said.
"No, it's exactly what it looks like. You're a backstabbing boyfriend." I said, "I'm done with you. We're breaking up. So you can have Katie and all of her bitchy drama because if you really loved me you wouldn't have cheated on me."
"Alli." He said looking innocent.
"Just stop." I said.
I gave him a kiss on the cheek.
"What's that for?" He asked.
"That's goodbye." I said starting to walk away.
Tears pricked my eyes.
'Screw Him'
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~ At Camp ~
I got off the bus with my backpack and other luggage.
"This is gonna be awesome!" Ned said high fiving Peter.
"So what do we do at summer camp?" I asked.
"You've never been?" Ned said, eyes going wide.
"You fucking seem like you've never met me." I said.
"Well first we check in." Peter said, walking towards the sign in the desk.
"Name?" The lady at the desk asked Peter.
"Peter Parker."
"Peter," she handed him a name tag, t-shirt, and some papers, "you're in the Wolf cabin and you're a counselor this year."
Peter stepped back so Ned could sign in.
"Ned."
"Last name?" She asked.
"I'm the only Ned." He said.
"Found you. Alright. You're in the Eagle cabin. You're also a counselor." She said, handing him the same stuff as Peter.
"Name?" She asked me.
"Allison Rogers." I said, biting my lip hoping my name wasn't on the list.
She flipped through the pages.
"Allison, you're in the Woodchuck cabin and a CIT."
"Why a CIT?" I asked.
"Because it's your first year here. Your counselor is Grace. Grace!" She yelled, signaling for the other girl to come over.
"Yes Amanda?" Grace said.
"That's Allison your CIT."
"Hi Allison." She said sticking out her hand.
"Wow you have a lot of enthusiasm." I said.
"Kinda my thing." She said, "you like sports?"
"Not really." I said.
"Oh I figured you did. You just seem like the kind of person who loves sports."
"This is gonna be a long six weeks." I said.
Peter and Ned went their separate ways while we made our way to our cabin. We passed a cute boy on the way.
"Who's that?" I asked.
"That's Christian. He's the counselor of the grizzly cabin and just moved to New York. He also has the most records at camp." She said.
"New York?" I asked.
"You from there?"
"Yeah I'm from Brooklyn."
"I'm from Maine." She said.
"Ok."
"When's your birthday?"
"December."
"December?"
"16th."
"Ok! So our cabin has two other girls. Emma she's 12 and Ray she's 13."
'This is gonna be a long summer.'
(Word Count - 840)