Chapter 2

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Tobias~

"So, Four, what do you think of Tris," Zeke asks me, as we head down to the staff village after lunch.

"Well, she is very hot, and she's a pretty cool girl. I'd like to know her better," I say, then I pull my gold iPhone 5s out of my pocket. I have a weather warning for a heat index of 102 degrees. I sigh along with Zeke and Uriah.

"I say we go for a swim with the girls, and Four can watch Tris." I turn my head -rather quickly- at Zeke after his remark and shoot him a glare. He just laughs, along with Uriah and begins to run towards the cabins.

Tris-

"Come on Tris! Let's go to the ecology lodge! You can see the snakes the camp has," Shauna says, to me and Christina.

"Oh hell no, I am not going down there, it's so hot in there! It messes up my hair," Christina complains.

"Did you know that the ecology lodge was the mess hall for the African Americans when segregation was still around," Marlene says. God this place is old. The camp opened in 1966, it's 2014.

This camp has been around for 48 years! That is so rad!

"I can't, I have to clean out the shower rooms and pool house," I say. Christina points at me and mumbles something in between bites of her granola bar, even though we just had lunch.

"Okay, well, I'm going down there." With that Marlene exits the extremely hot cabin, and Shauna follows.

After two hours of hosing, soap, more hosing, and Christina spraying bug and wasp killer around in the bathrooms like Febreze after someone farts horribly, we finish.

"Want to go for a swim," I ask, wiping away the sweat from my hairline.

"Yes." With that, Christina storms out of the bath house and we walk back to the staff village to change.

Apparently they built new bath-houses, which are really nice.

I jump into the pool, the cool water feels good on my skin. Marlene and Shauna came back from the lodge, so they were laying in their bunks when we got there, so they joined us.

"It sucks how we are not allowed to wear bikini's when the scouts are here." I agree to Christina's remark.

I hear the fence rattling and I look over to see Zeke, Uriah, and Four shaking the fence. "CAN WE JOIN," Four shouts, his deep voice, which can be startling, but is very soothing to me, asks.

"Yes! Come on in," I say, hopping out of the pool. I walk over and open the side gate for them. They run in, toss their towels on the picnic tables under the portico that connects to the shower house entrance.

Uriah and Zeke jump in with their shirts on, but then realize it, because they strip them off in a quick manor and toss them, landing in the vicinity of the picnic table with their stuff on it.

I watch Four take his shirt off. His back is smooth and very tan. When he turns, he has a six pack, with a light happy trail leading from his belly button to his pubic area.

He must catch me staring, because he flashes me a smirk and says," Like what you're seeing, Tris?"

I blush and dive into the pool. God that was embarrassing.

I swim to the opposite side of the pool, once I reach my destination, I fix the strap on bikini.

Suddenly I feel two fingers jab into my side. I scream and flench. I turn around to see Four laughing.

"Why did you taser me," I ask, with a slight chuckle.

"Because you looked vulnerable," he quips back.

I laugh, then I splash a bunch of water on him. When I try to duck under and swim away he grabs my ankle and pulls me towards him.

When I make my way to the surface, he says," Not getting away that easy, Tris."

I'm about to remark when I hear," Miss me?"

"Will!" Christina shrieks and hops out of the pool along with everyone else. He wraps her in a hug and kisses her on the lips.

Four and I join the others and they all say their hello's. When Will see's me, he hugs me and says," So glad you're joining us this year."

"Christina, Will, and I went to the same high school. We were close because I was on cheer with Christina and Will was on football," I say, dodging a bunch of questions.

Christina and I have been in girl scouts together since the second grade.

"When Tris and I got out of 8th grade, we switched into a Venturing Patrol, and that's when I met Will," Christina clarifies.

"What high school did yall go to," Four asks.

"Millennium Prep High School," I respond.

"Dude, I went there, I was on the football, basketball, and lacrosse team until my sophomore year. I left and went to a new school my Junior year," Four says.

"How old are you," I ask. He replies,"23."

"Shauna and I are both 23, also," Zeke states.

"So Tris, Will, Uriah, Marlene, and myself are all 21," Christina pipes into the conversation. We all nod.

Today is Wednesday, only a few more days until the campers get here.

(A/N: This is an AU story, so some stuff about Camp Barnhardt is false!)

The first week of camp is coed week, there are cabins at the front of the camp, near the climbing towers for this.

Boy Scouts and Girl Scouts come to work on requirements and badges. At the end of the week (Friday) the boys ask the girls to the dance.

Christina and I are the counselors for the Ambassadors cabin. (Grades 11-12)

Marlene and Shauna have the Senior Cabin. (Grades 9-10)

Four and Zeke have the Philmont Cabin. (Grades 11-12)

Will and Uriah have the Sea Base Cabin. (Grades 9-10)

My cabin and Four's cabin have to work together, basically to bond the boys and girls so they can get a date to the dance.

Tonight is everyone's free night. I volunteered to clean our cabin so Christina and Will can go out, I don't know what the others are doing.

I plug my phone in to the speakers and start playing National Anthem by Lana Del Rey. (A/N: LOVE HER)

I am loudly singing to National Anthem when I hear loud banging at the door. "Come in," I shout over the blaring queen.

In comes Four, he is wearing a black, a rather sweaty Under Armour shirt. He looks so hot. I love it how the shirt sticks to his arms. He is very muscular. There is a white, large, under armour logo in the center.

He is wearing red and black UA (A/N: Under Armour) shorts with Jordans.

"Hey, Tris," he says, grabbing the mop from the corner of the room. He drenches the mop, then wrings it out.

"You don't have to do this," I say, he replies," I want to."

He finishes mopping the common room, and both hallways, and all 10 rooms in 30 minutes.

I basically sat and went on my phone the whole time. oops

Lana Del Rey is still playing, so he comes in and starts dancing. He walks over to me and pulls me off the couch.

"Dance with me," he asks, I nod.

A Thousand Years by Christina Perri comes on.

We begin to slow dance, he puts his hands on my sides, between my shoulder blade and hip. His touch sends electric jolts through me. I wrap my arms around his neck, and at the same time, we pull each other closer.

As the song goes on, I rest my head on his chest and move my arms from around his neck and pull him into a hug.

Four and I have become great friends over the past few days, he always makes me laugh, smile, my heart race when he touches me.

I think I may like Four.

"Want to go to dinner with me," he asks. I look up at him and rest my chin on his chest.

"At the dining hall or out to eat?"

"Lets go to Cookout," he says, picking his phone up off the table and then he wipes the sweat from his hairline away with his hand.

"Okay," I say. I grab my blue Bueno Floral Backpack off the couch along with my phone and we head out of the cabin.

(A/N: Link to the backpack in status/bio thingy)

Four and I finish our food, which was very good.

"And two vanilla milkshakes," Four says at the togo window. I sit at our table, outside.

I look up at the night sky. There are some storm clouds, but also a full moon, which illuminates the Earth.

Four comes back to the table with two milkshakes and straws, he sets them down, and I take mine.

When he sits down, his eyes sparkle from the moonlight above, making him ten thousand times more hotter than he already was.

"Can I ask you something?"

Four replies,"Sure."

"Why do they call you Four?"

"Well, I robin hooded four arrows at once," he takes a pause then continues," when you work for a shooting range here, you have to shoot in front of the staff and directors of the camp. When I shot, I hit the 'x' in the target, then I shot four more arrows, which robin hooded them."

"What's a robin hood," I ask.

I've never been a shooter, only a cheerleader, a basketball player, and lacrosse player. My dad took me to the shooting range a few times, but I didn't like the feeling of holding a gun. But I was younger, and I'm hoping I've changed.

"It's when you shoot an arrow and it hits the back of an arrow and splits it," he says, then takes a sip out of his milkshake.

"You must be pretty good."

Four chuckles then says," Not to brag, but I am."

I smile at him, and he flashes me a smile back. He has perfectly straight white teeth.

I had braces in the 8th grade and I hated them, but my teeth look good, so honestly it was worth it.

"You have nice teeth." Did I seriously just say that. I am such an imbecile. I can feel the heat rush to my cheeks when he chuckles.

"Well, I had braces for three years, so I'm glad it worked out well in the end," he says with I wink.

We finish our milkshakes and we get back to his BMW and drive back to camp.

When we get back, there are storm clouds scattered across the sky. Four and I get out of the car and we head towards the staff village.

"I had a great time with you tonight," Four says, over the howl of the wind.

To be honest, I had a great time with Four. He is a very sweet and kind guy, but very masculine at the same time.

"I had an amazing time."

He flashes me another smile. "I'm glad."

Rain starts to fall from the sky, and soon it starts pouring.

"Here," he says. He takes off his hoodie and hands it to me. I slide it on and I put the hood on. The jacket smells like sweat, metal, and something sweet, but distinctly male. It smells amazing.

"Thanks," I say. We walk a little a little faster.

When we get back to my cabin he stops. I pull him into a hug and he hugs me back, tightly.

"Thank you for dinner," I mumble against his bulky chest.

"You're welcome."

I pull away a little bit, but we are still in a hug. Then I feel a pair of soft lips on my forehead. I hear a gasp and Christina is staring at us with the cabin door open. Then the pair of lips are removed from my forehead.

Marlene and Shauna are smiling, and Christina is fighting back a squeal. I can see it on her face.

"Thanks, again, Four."

"Night, Tris," is all I hear before I am abruptly pulled into my cabin and the door is slammed.

"Did you get pictures and videos girls," Christina asks.

"Like of course," Marlene and Shauna say in unison.

"Now explain," Christina says. I sit down in the fluffy, pink papasan chair Christina had shipped here and I explain everything.

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(also look at the backpack if you wanted a better visual)

Author's note:

Well yes, some Fourtris. There will be a lot of cute Fourtris scenes before they get together so enjoy.

I've been at summer camp this past week, so I'm sorry for the late chapter.

Those who read Millennium Prep; I was kidding with chapter 15, the real chapter 15 will be out sometime this week.

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Until next chapter,

gotchris