Camp Closeted

My cheeks were incredibly reddened as I had on the biggest smile, my head spinning as Logan and I just sat next to each other on the grass.

We watched Benny dance so carelessly amongst the crowd around him, his red cup that was filled with alcohol just spilling on people and on him, but nobody even cared.

"Brought out the pink Lamborghini just to race with Chyna, brought the Wraith to China just to race in China!" Benny screeched the lyrics to the song as his hands went against his knees, beginning to twerk against random people he didn't even know. "Lil' bad Trini bitch but she mixed with China!" Benny fell back to a bunch of people as he cackled.

"Why am I not surprised that Benny would be this crazy when he's drunk." I smiled, biting my lip as he stayed on the ground and wiggled his body like a worm, some people laughing at him as they continued dancing. "Where did Keanu go?" I asked, feeling so much heat in my face.

Logan remained quiet as he stared at me with his head against his legs that was caged within his arms. I felt my eyes droop and my mouth slightly widen as my head rocked by itself. "Why are you looking at me like that Logan?" I asked amused.

Logan looked up to laugh. "Because you're laughing so loud for no reason Micah!" His words slightly slurred in volume.

My mouth widened as I tilted my head at him. "I am? Oh shit!" Not aware of the fact that I've been laughing by myself for the past hour. "Being drunk makes me so dizzy." I blurted out.

"Same." Logan yawned, looking down at the red cups underneath us with a grin. "Look at how many cups we used." He chuckled.

I just remained quiet as I sat still, a huge smile plastered on my face. "Logan." I turned towards him. "I have a super duper super serious question for you." I tried not to laugh out loud as he turned back towards me.

His mouth widened in subtle shock. "That's a very serious question. What is it?"

My vision blurred as I moved closer towards Logan, my arms brushing against his. "If your shirt isn't buttoned, then why even have a shirt on?" I asked loudly over the music as I rapidly pulled his silky shirt off, exposing his snowy white body that was glistening of sweat. "You look like a marshmallow." I cackled, not aware of what I was doing but I was doing something.

"Just because I'm pale as hell? Fuck you!" He laughed, his head rubbing against my shoulder for only a second as he looked back up. "Well you look like a caramel apple!" He deeply snickered, biting into his reddened lips as his shirtless body fell back against the cold grass.

I glanced at Logan's cloudy hair slightly fall onto his face as his abs and v line bended upward to stretch, making me unconsciously lay next to him. "Plot twist, caramel apples are a lot sweeter than marshmallows though!" I smiled, our eyes meeting.

"Prove it." Logan licked his lips at me, setting off something off my brain to do something I don't know why I wanted to do.

his soft hair behind his ear as I smiled, staring at him for only a moment, then plunging my lips into his

my hands away from his arms and tightly held onto his cheeks, his soft mouth tasted like alcohol as his hands snaked

in front us. "Brianna, I don't know why but seeing 2 boys kissing turns me on so much! Can I join you gu-" Another voice quickly

kissing and loudly talk about them,

at him as we both knew it didn't mean anything. "Ima use

dark pebbled paths in front of me. People looked at

my eyes as I just wanted

just using the restroom, leave me alone!" My voice let

my wrist, making me turn back towards him. "Don't fucking touch me, you're not my mom!" My fist rapidly

the fuck is wrong with you Micah!" Logan's hands quickly met his eye as he hissed to himself, crouching down to the

for some reason, I started to feel

ignoring Logan tend his face as I proceeded to walk back towards

to fade in the background as I entered the restroom, hissing at the bright lights inside that almost burned my eyes off.

hell am I

as I stumbled into

again, signaling someone coming in after me. This is

voices all of a sudden appeared behind me as I tripped over the flat floor to walk over to the faucet. "Is that him?" A boy

"Fuck, I didn't know Jesse liked drinkers." His hair was dark blonde as he growled into my ear, his blue eyes staring

balance. "Hello Mr. Bean!" I yawned, turning

him, he's literally turning on

at least 3 boys in total but I felt

I screamed out loud for no reason. What the hell is going on with

the sink, I felt a hand quickly bring my head back up, cold ocean eyes piercing

back at me as his