//Your POV//

I sped down the highway in a hurry.

'Shit! I'm late, I'm late, I'm late!'

Of course the case with the kid addicted to line dancing (yes, that happened) had to take so long that I'm late for Camp Campbell.

I cut some dude off in the right lane to take the exit, which I'm not supposed to do since I'm still in uniform and I'm in a licensed car from work.

After 15 more minutes, I reached that smelly, old, campsite for that reunion the email spoke of.

Everything looked the exact same as it did years ago.

I smiled at the nostalgic plain, taking in all the memories from when I was 13.

"Ah, memories," I sighed to myself.

And then, I felt a body walk into me.

A bouquet of green hair poofed into my face.

'Wait a minute..'

"Nikki?!"

"Y/n!" Nikki swooned me into a tight embrace.

Her green hair rain down her back to her butt in a fishtail braid.

She sported the green Camp Campbell counselor tee shirt with a gray sweatshirt under it and beige shorts, with black stretch pants under them and cyan running shoes.

We were about the same height, me being a little taller than her.

"Oh, Nikki, you look great!" I smiled.

"You too, N/n! Come on, everyone else is here but you! Oh yeah, and Jaiden," Nikki led me inside the Mess Hall.

Inside sat some people I could recognize.

The first person I spotted was obviously Neil, wearing boxy glasses, a red dress shirt, and a little less acne than I remember.

I saw who I assumed was Nerris and Harrison sitting next to each other, flirting.

There was one person I recognized but I just didn't know his name.

He sat next to Neil, looking bored, yet eager.

He had a bronze skin color that went in perfect harmony with his flooffy raven hair and teal eyes.

He had a little dark peach fuzz growing on his chin and slightly on his cheeks.

He wore a blue hoodie and dark blue denim jeans and worn out high top sneakers.

"Hiya Y/n!" David (I think) jumped out of nowhere, startling me so hard I pulled out brass knuckles to his face, making him fall to the ground.

I noticed that I did that and immediately corrected myself, "Oh- Oh my god! God, I hate reflexes! I'm so sorry..David?"

"Yeah, and it's okay," He smiled as I helped him up, and he then pressed a hug on me, "Oh, I'm so happy to see you!"

"Heh, same old David, huh?" I looked to Gwen who just walked over and nodded.

"It's good to see you, Y/n," She smiled.

"Same to you."

They both looked the same, just a bit older.

Now, everyone was staring at me, including the familiar guy I was inspecting before.

Nikki waved me over to the same table as Neil and the other guy.

I sat down next to her and the guy.

"Hey Y/n, long time no see," Neil waved to me.

//Max's POV//

"Hey Y/n, long time no see."

'Wait, Wait, back the fuck up- That's Y/n?!'

Soon, all the memories came flooding back.

The bracelet I always wear for some reason, that was from her.

Those photos of me and "some girl", that was her!

All that time I spent crying after the end of my last year at Camp Campbell..

My first kiss..

It was all her!

She didn't seem to recognize me, but she waved politely anyways while David talked, so I did the same.

"And so, we've all moved on these past years, the only one we've been able to see lately was Nikki and.." He went on and on.

Y/n whispered my ear, "Blah, Blah, Blah."

"I know right??" I snickered.

"Sorry if this sounds rude but..can you tell me your name? Maybe it'll help me remember you," She asked.

"My name is-"

"Y/N!!" A girl on a wheelchair came into the Mess Hall.

"JAIDEN!" Y/n jumped out of her seat and ran to her.

Once Y/n said her name, I then remembered her.

Jaiden was Y/n's best friend, always there for her, faithful and kind.

"Y/n, you haven't changed a bit..you look terrible!" Jaiden hooted in laughter.

"Same thing for yourself!" Y/n laughed back.

They talked for a little bit, Jaiden then glared at me, and then they started talking again, likely about me.

That made me nervous, not knowing what she was saying about me.

She then went back next to me, Jaiden sitting across from her.

David then announced we all should socialize amongst ourselves.

"So, What have you guys been doing?" Nikki asked us all.

"Well, I've been working in a top notch facility where we sell medications for people in need-"

"So you're a pharmacist," Y/n interrupted him.

"Well...I guess you can put it that," Neil mumbled, "If you want to down play it. What about you, Jaiden?"

"Well, have you heard of Axes and Dandelions?"

"Yeah, I've listened to a couple of their songs..Wait...You're Jaiden Cordaroy??" I asked, surprised.

"Yep! Next month is gonna be me and Lucas' first Christmas as a married couple!" Jaiden squealed.

"Damn, I had no idea. I've never seen a music video or concert by you guys," I was surprised.

"So Y/n, are you like a cop or something?" Nikki asked.

That would have explained the whole thing with the brass knuckles and the uniform.

The uniform consisted of a white dress shirt with a black tie, black slacks, and slip-proof work sneakers.

She had also thrown a green zip up jacket over it and her hair was in a messy bun (if you can).

"No, no," She held out her badge to let everyone read it.

It read on the white card;

Y/n L/n - C.P.S Agent and Social Worker.

It then showed her birth date and the numbers for C.P.S and next to the card was the gold plated badge.

"Child Protective Services?" Neil asked for everyone.

"Yep! It's a cool job, sure it can be gruesome and even a little painful, but it's still nice to help some kids," Y/n beamed.

"What do you mean by painful?" I asked.

Y/n pulled the collar of her shirt down to reveal a dark bruise on her shoulder.

"Woah, woah, woah! What the hell happened??" Nikki asked, shocked.

"Sometimes, there's a struggle, whether it's from the parents or the child. Painful or not, I have to get the child out no matter what," Y/n explained.

"Geez..that's deep," Jaiden sighed.

What Y/n told us made my heart sink.

'If only there was an agent when I was a kid..'

I felt the urge to smoke, a habit I've gotten to do when I'm upset or stressed.

"Look, I'll be right back. I just need some fresh air," I told the group and walked out.

I noticed Y/n looking at me, like she didn't believe me.

Once I was outside, I stood against the wall, lit a cigarette, and breathed in the smoke, and exhaled it out, getting that satisfying ale from all the pain.

I stared at the night sky, 'How could she not remember me?'

It honestly made me a little pissed, not directly at her, but at the fact that it had been so long.

We had made a pact to meet again and it felt a little too late.

I heard the door open and close, footsteps coming outside.

"So, 'fresh air', Huh?" Y/n said sarcastically.

"I'm sorry, I forgot the fact that you were too pure to ever smoke or drink booze or some shit," I scoffed.

"I was only joking, and I have drank before. But smoking is really bad for you."

"Like I haven't heard that before," I took another drag.

"I feel like..I remember you but..I still don't-"

"Max."

"What?" She was confused by my interruption.

"That's my name, Maxwell Diaz," I winked, "Don't wear it out."

"Wait a minute...holy fucktopus! I remember you!" She pointed to me, "You're the one that gave me a sweatshirt, right?? And took all those photos with me?!"

"Bingo."

"Oh my god, it's been so long!! I never thought I'd see you again," Y/n was so happy.

I felt a little better that she remembered me as well.

"Max, I..I really missed you," She smiled to me, "Even if I didn't remember your name."

"Same here Y/n," I smiled back, "Even if I didn't remember your face."

I took one last drag until the cigarette was finished.

I threw it to the ground, stomping it out, "I don't want Smoky Bear on my ass."

"Pfft, Yeah..or just David in a costume of him."

Y/n then had a sparkle in her eye, and glared at me quizzically, "Can I see your right hand?"

"Uh..why??"

"Please?" She asked, giving me the same look that I fell for as a kid.

"Okay, Fine," I gave up.

She inspected my hand, mostly focusing on my knuckles.

"Make a fist."

"Why?"

"Just do it, please."

I obliged and tightened up my hand for her, making a fist.

"Max! I remember!"

"Remember what?" I asked, getting a little weirded out.

Y/n rolled up her sleeves on her left arm to show scars of a bite.

Then it hit me.

"The bear incident.." I mumbled, wide eyed.

"From the first day we met," Y/n put her hand on her scar, "You punched a bear for me. You know that made me fall helplessly in love with you, right?"

I felt my cheeks go red, "I was in love with you for awhile too..even after camp. It wasn't even just some crush."

I looked to the ground.

"It was torture not being able to be with you, Y/n. My parents cleared my summer phone, erasing your contact, so I couldn't even get in touch with you over the house phone," I put my hands in my pockets.

"I'm sorry, Max.."

"It's alright, Y/n," I patted her shoulder until I heard a little "ow" from her, which made me pull back, realizing that was the bruised shoulder, "Sorry."

"It's cool," Y/n smiled as she rolled her sleeve back down.

I checked my phone for the time, we had just spent 20 minutes talking outside.

"This whole shinding is ending in 30 minutes sooo..we should probably head back inside," I pointed to the door with my thumb.

"Yeah," She followed me inside.

//Your POV//

Jaiden and the others couldn't help but notice that Max and myself stank of cigarette smoke, which honestly made me annoyed.

After 20 minutes, of socializing, getting Nikki's, Neil's, Harrison and Nerris' and Preston's contact info, eating cake, and hanging out, the reunion sadly ended.

Everyone was leaving, and soon, I walked outside to find Max just looking at his phone, perched against the wall just like before.

"Hey, you waiting for somebody?" I asked him.

"I'm about to call an Uber," He nodded.

I felt bad for him, assuming he doesn't drive and obviously his parents didn't give too much of a shit to pick him up.

"How about you save some money and I'll just drive you home?" I suggested.

"It's fine, you don't need to waste extra gas on me."

"No, please, I insist..plus, I kinda want to hang out with you more," I felt blush on my cheeks.

"You know what? Sure. I'll give you my address," Max shrugged and followed me to my car.

"Sweet, I'll start the car!"