•Edge's POV•

"Man. You've got it bad." Compass laughed, after I explained what happened during Pure Madness. "You like a girl who's got a boyfriend? Yikes."

"I know, I know!" I shoved him, upset. "I knew she had a boyfriend. She's way too nice, and too pretty to not have one." I paused and then whispered. "All the pretty people are in relationships."

He shook his head. "Look, I didn't mean to make fun of you. She's a nice girl." He cleared his throat. The air became very silent, and very awkward. "Well. I, uh, better go to games. See ya, E."

Oh, right. Games. I kept on thinking of Kaila. What was wrong with me?

"Ugh, you've only met her yesterday! Get her out of your head, E." I whispered to myself as I walked out of the cabin.

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"Come on team three! Let's go!" Our coaches cheered us on. We were playing Cage Ball. Not the most enjoyable game, in my opinion. It was a lot of pushing and exercise, but I liked watching and cheering.

Unfortunately I was on the playing team for most of the time. This particular game was all the boys playing, and I heard Kaila cheering us on, so that's where most of my mental strength came from. My team persevered through all of the game, but we ended up losing.

I don't doubt it was my fault, being lost in thought with a stupid crush on a girl. I, truly am, an idiot.

I walked away from the game, because that was our last game for the day, with my hands on my head. I was out of breath.

"Edge!" I heard someone call. I looked over my shoulder to see Teagan calling my name. I waited for her as she jogged to me. Teagan was a friend from a church I used to go to, before we moved. She was also on my team.

"Hey, Teag. What's up?"

"Nothing," She said, catching her breath as we continued walking. "I just thought I'd say hi. I didn't think I'd see you here this year."

I shrugged. "I came so I could see everyone. I really miss you guys."

She smiled. "We miss you too." Some of the girls from my old youth group waved to us. I smiled and waved back. "I should go. I'll see you later?"

"Yeah, for sure."

As she ran off, I remembered all the moments with her. How I felt when I was with her. How I hurt her. And yet, here she talks to me. I don't deserve that. I put myself through so much, and hurt her when I told her I wouldn't. I can't do it. Not again.