Chapter 16

Adam's P.O.V

"AHHH!!!" Rachel screamed for the sixth time today.

"What now?" I sighed.

"I know what you're thinking! But, this is serious! There was a spider on my leg!" she squealed.

I rolled my eyes.

"Can I go home yet?" Rachel asked for the eighth time today.

"No." we all answered simultaneously again. (We, as in Kia, Drew, and I.)

Rachel sighed.

"Are there at least going to be marshmallows?" she asked, hopeful.

I laughed. "Yea, wait a minute."

I grabbed a bag, and some sticks (clean ones) Kia brought.

Rachel sat down next to me.

I gave one to her, then I passed two to Kia and Drew.

We told scary stories.

I'm not even going into that.

Point is: we all suck at telling scary stories.

It was two in the morning. Our normal bedtime on a Friday night.

There were two tents.

Kia and Rachel were supposed to go in one, and Drew and I in another.

"Aw! I don't want to sleep with Kia. She farts while she sleeps." Rachel whined.

I snickered, until I received a death glare from Kia.

"I do not fart!" Kia exclaimed.

"Mm-hmm. Tell that to you're sleeping bag." Rachel insisted.

We all laughed at that one.

"Okay, fine. I'll go with Kia, Adam, you go with Rachel." Drew instructed.

My heart soared when he said that. Wait- what? No, I am NOT falling for my best friend!

Rachel climbed into the second one. The pink one.

I went in, too.

"I have to change. Leave." Rachel said bluntly.

I heard a noise outside. Like a bear noise.

"I am not going out there!" I refused.

Rachel looked scared.

"Okay, turn around. Don't you have to change too?" she asked me.

"Yea, I'll do that." I said.

We both changed, and I noticed Rachel had stolen my PJ's. Again.

She was wearing my duck boxers and her favorite blue t-shirt that was huge on her. My t-shirt.

She smiled innocently. She knew what I was thinking.

She shivered. It was really cold.

There were no sleeping bags. Well, there was one huge one.

We both got in, and I started drifting off towards la-la-land, as Rachel claims.

Gawd, everything I think of involves Rachel. What is wrong with me?

She shivered again. I opened my eyes and saw she was holding herself tight. She was cold.

I scooted closer to her, and wrapped my arms around her.

Her eyes widened in surprise.

"You're cold." I stated simply.

"Yea, I am," she agreed, snuggling closer to me.

I could feel her warm breath on my chest.

Yes, chest. There was only one shirt in here, and Rachel is using it.

She put her hand on my chest and my heart skipped a beat.

It was getting harder to deny it. I'm falling for my best friend.

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