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She's got a sweet side and I appreciate her honesty. Plus, she's good at making me laugh, and I love to laugh. I really wish we could move back to Chicago. As we approach the cafeteria, I tell her how I bumped into someone I know, and told him I'd meet him just outside. But I let her know she can come too.
When we round the corner, I see Tobias leaning against the wall next to the door. He sends me that cute smile when he sees me and I smile back. Wait, when did I decide he had a cute smile? I try to hide my blush and turn to Christina.
I think Sue made her famous mac and cheese today! Tobias doesn't resist, just lets out a small laugh again. But as he is pulled along after him, Tobias grabs my hand and tugs me along too. I grab Christina's hand with my free one and she giggles along with me as we're pulled like a chain into the large building.
We get into the quickly growing lunch line and that's when we let each other go. But first, let's get some grub. We've actually been pretty inseparable, doing whatever activities we can together. Not only has it been awesome rekindling my friendship with Tobias, but I gained a few other great friends in the process.
Summer camp has been so much better than I expected, and now I'm truly disappointed that we all go home tomorrow. It's currently after curfew, which is 8pm, when all kids are required to be back in their rooms for the night. I promised Tobias I'd 'go to the bathroom' around 9 o'clock, but really would sneak out and meet him by the reservoir. He requested I do so, as it's our last night here together. So here I sit on the dock, in my pajama shorts and a sweatshirt, dangling my feet in the water.
Without even realizing it, I begin singing softly. It's so peaceful and calm out here. Although it's dark, the moon shines down and reflects upon the water, making it to where I can make out my surroundings. However, even in the quiet still surroundings, I don't hear Tobias approach. He just laughs and sits beside me. You should sing more often. I don't like to sing in front of people. You just happened to stumble upon that. C'mon, it's just me. But then I sigh. We could hang out all summer again.
We have been put in charge of dessert for the end of summer party that happens tonight. Christina and a girl named Monica had been assigned to help. They had started to help out, but about 50 cupcakes in, they realized I was doing most of the work anyway since apparently I'm the only one with actual baking skills.
So they ended up leaving early to go get ready for the party. Tobias holds a finger to his lips to shush me. Can't feed a bunch of kids these cupcakes if they're no good. Plus, they always have leftovers.
I assume they meet your standards if you're on your third one? I swear he must have only eaten it in two or three bites. Then he is licking his thumb that had some remaining frosting on it. My eyes move to his lips and I instinctually lick mine. It wouldn't be the first time this summer that I've caught myself looking at his features like that. I guess it's probably because I'm noticing certain changes developing in my friend.
Each summer that we see each other here at camp, he gets a bit taller, his shoulders a bit broader, his voice a bit deeper. I guess that's expected when boys go through their teens. But I also notice other certain little things, like his slightly more defined jaw, the bit of stubble on his face, which I assume shows up if he doesn't shave for a couple days?
Does he shave already? I don't know when boys start that. Then there are the way his eyes smile, and how his smile is utterly contagious to me. Plus, he just gets more and more funny, smart, and intriguing.
When I realize I'm staring, I clear my throat and turn back to decorating the last few cupcakes, relieved to have something else to focus on and hopefully by turning away, he won't notice the red tint to my cheeks that I'm sure is there. Out of the corner of my eye, I see him begin to clean up the rest of the kitchen. Although this is the fourth year we've spent together at summer camp, this is our first year as camp junior-leaders.
Once you hit years old, that's what you lead up to if you want to attend Camp Dauntless. Although it's extra work as a junior-leader, rather than just a camper, it's still a lot of fun. Plus, neither of us were about to turn down an opportunity of going to summer camp, considering we still live in different states.
So it's the only time we get to see each other. But unfortunately since Tobias' parent's divorce is finalized, he and his dad are moving to California. He wanted to stay in Chicago with his mom and younger sister, but in the divorce settlement, his dad got Tobias in the deal. So he won't be able to attend camp next year. I haven't decided if I'll come back. I know I'd probably still have fun. He's not the only reason I come back each year. But it wouldn't be the same without him.
Before I realize what I'm doing, I bring my finger to my mouth and suck the remnants of the frosting off it. Even though my tongue got nowhere near him directly, it still felt oddly intimate and I'm instantly embarrassed and flush with heat again. So I do my best to act like nothing happened and pick up one of the many trays lined with cupcakes.
I guess my little frosting fiasco didn't go unnoticed. Great, the last night at camp, last night seeing Tobias, and it's going to be awkward. Well, if he's living in California and I'm in Wisconsin, I probably won't ever see him again anyway. I sigh and continue on my way out of the kitchen and towards the pavilion where the party is to start in 2 hours. After a few trips and gathering help from Zeke, we get all the cupcakes lined up on the assigned tables.
Once that's done, we go our separate ways to clean up and change before going back to the party. I'm happy to get out of my frosting covered hoodie. On my way towards the girl's cabins, my mind is racing a mile a minute. Do I have a crush on Tobias Eaton? I don't know what's up with me this summer. I don't know what this all means. I don't know exactly how I feel about him. But I do know that it doesn't matter, because tonight's our last night together.
As promised, I show up to our bunk room by 5pm and allow Christina to help me get ready. Much to her dismay, she's not able to get me in one of her tiny, more revealing dresses. But I do put on the more tasteful yellow dress I brought. And I let her curl my hair and apply some makeup. Once we all arrive, all of the junior leaders gather around to run the various game booths that they've set up, as well as making sure that the tables of food and drinks stays stocked.
Just as I set out more plastic cups, I feel someone walking towards me. I look up to see Tobias and when he gets a full look at me, he looks slightly surprised. I guess maybe it's because I'm not in an old camp t-shirt and my hair isn't in a ponytail or messy bun. He's known to be a talented knife thrower and helped teach it over the summer. As I had done with the baking. But that doesn't mean I wasn't a pretty good knife thrower too.
Tobias taught me well. He nods in response just before one of the leaders, Amar, comes by and pulls Tobias along with him, saying all the kids will be arriving any minute. Although it's the first one we attend where we're not really able to hang out with each other. It ends up wrapping up just at curfew time.
So Christina and I head back to our bunks. But instead of getting in our pajamas and going to bed, we stay up and just have girl talk. After all, it's the last I may see her too. Around 9 o'clock, I tell her I'm going to the bathroom. She just gives me a knowing smile. You won't tell anyone, right? You know I wouldn't stand in the way of young love.
But just remember, it's okay to let yourself have crushes. You're 15 years old after all. I sneak out and head in the direction of our meeting place. When I arrive, he's already there, sitting at the edge of the dock, feet dangling in the water.
I sit beside him and slowly dip my feet into the cold water as well. It ripples slightly and I admire how the moon reflects off the water. We're quiet at first. Just sitting side by side in companionable silence. It's still comforting sitting here like this since it's Tobias at my side.
I've always felt safe and at home around him. But tonight, there is an extra amount of sadness is in the air. I can't help but feel upset about our circumstances. Honestly, I'm feeling so many emotions right now, that it's a bit overwhelming. Eventually I decide I'm sad because it's fate saying we're not meant to remain friends, or at least not during this time in our life.
So I can only hope he doesn't forget about me. But I wouldn't blame him if he did. He's an incredible guy, and he has his whole life before him. I'm just the girl he hangs out with during the summer. We made good memories, right? He pulls his gaze from the water to look at me. I feel vulnerable as I'm unable to read his reaction, so many emotions crossing his face. He pauses, looking down at his hands, then back up to me. Staring straight into my eyes.
I'm still speechless a moment later when he decides to continue. I shrug with a sad smile, giving him a weak nod. He seems so genuine it's hard not to believe him. But we're only A lot could happen in our future. This takes me off guard and I look at him in surprise. I almost start to randomly choke when grasping for air to breathe, but I recover quickly. My cheeks tint pink for about the th time this summer as I shake my head no in answer to his surprising question. So how about we be each other's first kiss?
Then you'll never be able to doubt that I could forget you. And then I know you won't forget about me either. Because nobody forgets their first kiss. He looks back down at his lap while biting his lip. My heart begins to thud in my chest and my mouth is suddenly completely dry. But still, I can't think of anything I'd rather do than kiss him right now. He turns to me, looks over my face for a couple seconds, then we both start to lean in.
My eyes instinctively close as we inch towards one another. Our foreheads bump together at first, but we don't acknowledge it besides a short chuckle, which subsides as we both tilt our heads slightly to press our lips together more solidly. The instant his soft firm lips press to mine, I forget all the sadness and doubt, and just focus on the wonderful sensation my mouth is fortunate enough to be receiving.
I had no idea how good it would be. Is this what kissing always feels like? Or is it just because this is Tobias? I can't believe I'll never see him again.
After we pull away, we both smile shyly at each other. I can't help but bite my lip, while attempting to get my heart rate back to normal. I see him swallow thickly and fidget with the hem of his shorts. Write your address down on my hand. My dad probably won't let me make many long distance phone calls. So we'll have to write to each other. I smile and blink back my tears as he hands the pen over. I take it as I jot down my address on the back of his left hand.
I'll write to you as soon as I get settled there though, I promise. We stay like that for a little while, before we know it's time to head inside. They'll be doing room checks soon. But before we part ways, he gives me a long lingering hug.
And at the last moment, I steal one more quick kiss before turning away. I glance over my shoulder one more time before opening the door and he's still standing there smiling. I give him a small wave, and he returns it, before we head into our own rooms.
Just like I do every day. But I grin as I pull out the stack of mail and immediately spotting an envelope with familiar writing on it. The writing addressed to me.
I make my way inside my house and set the remaining pile of mail on the kitchen counter, before quickly making my way upstairs to my room. Where I plop down onto my window seat and bite my lip as I eagerly tear into the letter. Not only does the letter update me on his life in California and all that's happened since I heard from him a couple weeks ago, but it also tells me he will be in town to visit soon. And he will be here for at least days.
Which makes my heart sky rocket at the thought of actually seeing him after all this time. True to his word, as soon as Tobias had settled in California, he sent me his first letter. And we've been corresponding back and forth via old fashioned mail ever since.
Which means it's been almost two years. We don't usually go more than a couple weeks between letters. But as his first year of college comes to an end, along with my senior year of high school, it's been tougher to stay on top of our routine.
Amongst this time, he and I have still remained great friends. If anything, getting to know each other even better despite the mile distance between us. He and I haven't really ever mentioned our kiss.
And we don't really talk about relationships. I guess if he were to have a girlfriend, he probably would have mentioned it. But sometimes I wonder if that's true. Even though we're close Not that it would matter. He has every right to date or whatever. He and I are just friends, and live on opposite sides of the country. But I guess Christina is partially right, something in the back of my brain tinges with a spark of jealousy at the thought.
And I can't help but have occasionally wondered what kind of experiences he's having out there in California besides the ones he writes about.
Of course my exaggerated teenage mind just pictures a bunch of pretty California blondes and the cheerleaders cheering him on in short skirts at his football games before they all go off to party together. But once again, I don't let my brain divulge too much into those thoughts. If he wishes to keep that bit of his life private, I'll respect that. Even if I am feeling emotions and feelings I'm not really familiar with, I ultimately just want him to be happy.
When I stare down at this letter, I realize how fortunate I've been to have kept up this friendship with him. How many guys can you imagine making the effort to hand write and mail letters almost every weekend? I shouldn't even be considering the thought of something more between us being a possibility, I know our situations.
Nowhere near each other. Plus, a friendship with him is better than nothing. He's one of my best friends, and I don't want to ruin what we have. I'm already worried we'll lose touch. I re-read the paper in my hands and admire the silly picture he drew at the bottom, like he always does, as if it's part of his signature.
And I grin to myself. I get to see Tobias. It startles me at first, especially considering I'm home alone. But then I realize who's making those noises. I should have known. He's done this every night he's been here. What if my dad catches you? Even though we had just innocently snuggled under the covers as we watched back-to-back episodes of Arrested Development, I don't think my dad would have been very happy if he caught my 18 year old male-friend cuddled in bed with me at midnight, even if he does genuinely like Tobias.
I didn't make the dog bark this time. I don't say anything else, not wanting to further embarrass myself. But I feel my cheeks grow warm. Now we can be as loud as we want. After a few minutes, through much maneuvering, I finally wriggle out from under him. Just as our laughter begins to subside, I realize I have somehow made my way on top of him. We're flush against each other, our faces just inches apart as my hands attempt to hold his arms above his head so that they're not within reach of my ticklish sides.
As we catch our breath, we hold each other's gaze, and I swear his eyes seem to darken to the deepest shade of blue I've ever seen them. It feels like time slows down as we hold our stare. I try to fight the thoughts that I admit occasionally invade my mind late at night. The thoughts of what it would be like to kiss him again, what he would look like with his shirt off, what his chest and arms would feel like beneath my hands, what he looked like below the belt I suddenly come back to reality and go flush with embarrassment at my dirty thoughts.
And remembering our current position, I bolt up, distancing my face from his. But I obviously hadn't thought that through completely, as I'm now essentially straddling him, my knees on either side of his hips. And I feel it.
I swallow thickly as I realize he's hard beneath me. Right beneath where I seem to crave friction. The part that seems to be radiating heat, and feels so good pressed against him, that I can't control the noise that escapes my mouth as I feel it twitch in his pants. If it weren't for the barriers of his jeans and my flannel pajama pants, I'm sure he would feel the moisture gathering in my underwear.
At my noise, he sits up, coming face to face with me again. He looks at me nervously as begins to explain. I can't help it. Or simply that you're a teenage guy having the expected reaction to a girl straddling your lap?
And I don't just have any girl straddling my lap right now. His response catches me off guard, but yet again, I blush at his words. But my heart pounds in my chest. I have for a long time. You have an effect on me And that's when I notice his cheeks tint pink too. And it's so endearing and adorable and sexy, that I start grinning like an idiot.
It's still the truth. That damn smile of his. The way his eyes smile first, then the sides of his mouth follow. I swear one day he's going to get me off just by looking at me like that. I lean in, slowly at first, eyes darting between his eyes to his lips, still somewhat unsure of this. But then once I'm a few inches from him, my bravery takes over and I crash my lips to his. His lips are even better than I remember.
I try not to think about how he may have gotten practice back in California. Instead, I just focus on how he tastes and feels as our tongues caress one another. And the effect he has on me.
After a few moments, I feel his hands trail up my arms, before one arm goes around the small of my waist to hold me close. His other hand lingers still, but as I notice it inch closer to my boob, I arch my back, pressing it firmly in his hand. He groans at my action, only taking a couple of seconds before he begins massaging my breast through the plaid flannel material of my button down long sleeved pajama top.
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