Christina POV

I assume it's 6 in the morning when I wake up. The sun is already up, but the light is still soft and warm.

Opening my eyes I see Chris facing me, but he's still asleep.

Turning around I have the also beautiful view of Martin's muscular back a few meters away from me.

He's intertwining legs with Miné, spooning her like she's his girlfriend.

They are so cute.
My boyfriend is so tired instead and he's been snoring all night. Poor Chris.

I don't actually get how the hell this boy is attracted to me, but I surely don't mind it. He's a lovely boyfriend.

I only now notice that Martijn slept with his skinny jeans on. He could have asked Chris to lend him a pair of shorts....

Anyway I decide to get up to have a glass of water and pack the last few things, like my phone charger and toothbrush.

I take off my pajamas too, putting on a pair of shorts and a cute top to go along with my leather backpack.
Yeah I decide what to wear starting from my bag. Don't kill me please.

It's 7 am and Miné's alarm goes off with a loud ringing bell.

Martijn groans, looking at the motherfucking phone, while Minerva is still asleep.

He didn't notice me being awake until he turns around and smiles at me. I'm melting.

"Yey, g'morning"

"Good morning Martijn"

He looks at the girl in his arms, still in her dreams.

"Do you know how the hell I'm supposed to turn this human on?" he asks me.

"I don't know, get in her pants maybe ?"

His cheeks turn red, almost flush pink of embarrassment.

"Not... Not that 'turn on'"

At this point I realize what I told him, wanting to slap myself so hard.

"I don't know" I tell him laughing.

Looking at her he starts to scratch her head to wake her up.

"hhhuuumaaannnn! Wake up!"

She mumbles a 'fuck off', pressing her head on Martijn's naked chest.

"Come on! Girl!"

"Let me sleep... Huuhhhhh"

She turns around, finally letting Martijn's blood to flow to his arms.

Then an idea pops in my mind: like..... My half empty ice cold water bottle could be a refreshing start....

A minute later that bottle is in Martijn's hands, who's laughing even before Miné's shower.

He pours a droplet of water on her feet. Nothing.

One on her hand.

Is she alive?

And finally, he damps her with ice cold water, earning a yelling Minerva and a scared-to-death Chris.

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH THE EARTHQUAKE!"

Miné is so angry.

"Mar-tijn!!!!!!!!!! You better start running!"

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Minerva POV

I'm fucking going to kill him.

End of quote.

Being as wet as I am, the only thing I can do is remove every clothing item and change into something comfy for travelling.

I end up being covered only with bra and panties. In front of Martijn.

Yep.

OK, he accidentally saw me half naked, but as I said that was an accident.

"Martijn... You got her naked! Hahaha" Christina tells laughing.

"I'm a lucky boy, damn"

"You know what's funny? That I actually have a boyfriend, kinda" I say.

The tent turns silent. A deep uncomfortable silence.

I unzip my luggage closure and choose the last clean clothes I have to change into.
That's a pair of jeans shorts and a cute t-shirt that actually my mother bought for me.

Damn, I realized that I have to phone my family as soon as we leave the camp.

Putting on my clothes by sitting isn't one of my inner abilities. I just can't... Neither putting on a t-shirt. I'm strange.

"Here, I'm going to help you" Marty says helping me out with my t-shirt.

He allows me to get in my shorts, and then after putting in my t-shirt hem he zips them up for me.

"You two would look cute together...." Chris tells us.

"Too bad we both have a mate" I say.

His sight leaves us, as there's something I should know about Peter that I won't even imagine.

Is he a maniac? A kidnapper? Too bad he won't do anything with me if that's the case. The police will be called in no time. No matter what. Christina will do it for me.
And I forgot..... Hehe. I actually attend jujitsu classes twice a week since I was 8.

You don't fuck with me.

[...]

It's the time. We all have our belongings ready.

Peter is now leaving, so I take a minute to make sure that my almost-boyfriend gets a nice goodbye.

"I'll miss you sweetie...." he tells me removing hair from my face.

"I'll miss you too. Call me please..."

"I will. Now I really need to go.... I'm sorry"

Smiling I place a warm kiss on his lips and he pecks mine too.

"Have a nice trip....."

"You too...."

Then I see him leaving, this hurting me just a little. I'll probably see him in a week or so.

I get back where the guys have already packed our enormous tent. And Martijn helped too,even if he has to keep his face covered not to be recognized.

"Wait... You packed everything! You could have waited for me, damn"

"Aaahhhh, don't worry"

Chris checks his watch.
"We actually have time left.... What shall we do?"

"How much time do you have guys?"

"Almost an hour. But.... Don't feel bad to leave if you want" I tell him.

"Hahaha nope. I won't leave. How about we have breakfast somewhere in town?"

We all nod, according to our rumbling stomachs.