Mina: Suppity, my peeps!
Mystel: HE'S NOT MOVING! SOMEONE GET ME THE JAWS OF LIFE!
Mina: Pay no mind! I think that Savannah (Friend of mine who is very evil when it comes to torture devices) must have gone to far…
Chapter Eleven: Teenagers (By: My Chemical Romance)
Johnny had stopped counting after forty-one. He was too tired to count. When he was finally out of strength he collapsed on the side of the lake and wouldn't stop panting. The rain fell against his back and after a few minutes the rain abruptly stopped beating against his back and head, and merely continued sprinkling against his legs.
'What the...?' he lifted his head and was surprised to see Roxy standing over him, holding the umbrella.
"C'mon, Johnny." he felt a pang in his chest from the sympathetic gleam in her eyes that had been there for about two seconds when he looked up. He managed to drag himself to his feet and he was caught off guard when Roxy shoved a warm towel into his arms. Roxy grabbed his upper arm and dragged him over to a tree where there were a few picnic tables with an overhang over them. He sat down on a dry bench and buried his face in the towel.
He sighed quietly when he inhaled something that smelled like a smoky apple cinnamon scent.
"I've been hanging onto that thing to keep it warm. I know what it's like to swim in cold water when it's raining..." Johnny paused before he lifted his head and raised an eyebrow.
"Then why didn't you tell me I could stop?" she scoffed and she didn't look at him, but continued to stare out as droplets of water sprang up from the surface of the lake and hit the water again.
"Why make you quit when you're on a roll?" she queried. She rose an eyebrow and looked at him out of the corner of her eye with a smirk across her lips. He paused and cast a glance at the towel.
"You said you know what it's like to swim in cold water when it's raining. Care to explain?" Roxy sighed.
"It was one of the summers where Haya was visiting Tyson... I don't remember which one. And instead of staying alone, I went to stay with my Aunt Lani and my Uncle Kaipo... their Hawaiian, if you can't guess." she stated when a look crossed Johnnys' face. Roxy sighed and continued.
"Anyway, when I went to visit, a huge storm hit Oahu, where they live. It came while I was surfing... and it hit so fast, I didn't even notice it until it started drizzling rain. I lost focus and totally wiped out... when I came back up, the water was freezing. I was swimming back to shore, when a wave came up behind me and washed me ashore..." she paused and her face became downcast. "My parents found out and they haven't let me go back to Oahu since." she muttered sullenly.
"So you wiped out, big deal. Why won't your parents let you go back?" Roxy stared out over the water before she picked up the umbrella and a T-Shirt and shoved them into his arms. Johnny paused and yanked the shirt over his head.
"I'll save that story for another day." she said before she walked into the rain, holding her clear plastic umbrella over her head.
When they got back to camp, they were shocked by what they saw.
Kai was dancing around in the rain like one of those crazy people you see in some bad part of a town that prophesizes about aliens and the end of the world, in his boxers, while shouting some weird chant at the top of his lungs. They both froze in mid-step and Roxy covered her mouth while trying not to completely lose it with laughter.
Johnny didn't even bother hiding it.
Haya approached with a grin of pride on her face.
"I'm proud of myself."
"I am also proud of you, Haya-kins." Haya giggled.
"So, how did you torment him?"
"Took your suggestion."
"Ever consider taking your own advice, Rox?"
"I was having tormentors block!"
"...You're forgiven."
Just as this was said, the girls walked back with sullen expressions, the boys not far behind looking proud.
"They lived." Hilary stated sullenly as Tyson pigged out a sandwich behind her. Haya and Roxy sighed.
"It can't be helped."
The boys sat around the fire, shivering and soaking wet. The girls smirked and sent each other looks while they moaned about how cold they were and how sick they would be in the morning.
Roxy sat on a mat that was completely dry with a pair of headphones plugged into her TechMate and she peacefully sat listening to music. Johnny leaned over and looked over her shoulder, trying to see what she was listening to. Roxy noticed him, however, and shot him a glare.
"If you want to know what I'm listening to, all you have to do is ask." she stated in an awfully cold tone of voice for her cold personality. Johnny shrugged.
"What're you listening to?" Roxy paused before she smirked.
"Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. The last song was My Chemical Romance. You just barely missed one of the greatest bands alive, McGregor." her smirk grew wider. Johnny also smirked.
"I dunno... I prefer the Offspring." Roxy went rigid and her eyes widened in surprise. She stared at him in shock.
"I have some of their songs on here!" she declared. He looked out of the corner of his eye.
"You like the Offspring?"
"Like!? I love them!"
Two minutes later, the two of them were in a heated discussion on the subject of bands and what they liked. A few people surrounding the fire noticed this conversation and exchanged looks with others who noticed.
That can't be good.
Johnny's POV
I do not need this, right now! It's bad enough that the guys are getting suspicious, but she has the like the same music as I do!? This is getting tough.
I swear, this is getting bad. God hates me. First, the guys' plan to get her distracted at the mall doesn't work. And, I got turned on!
And I can't do anything about it! Second, she does all of this stuff that I find incredibly alluring, she goes 'mysterious chick' on me, and I can barely sleep.
Now that I think about it, she hasn't said anything about our little spat that night... and I ended up sleeping a little close for my comfort.
Why the hell do girls have to be so fucking confusing!?
Mina: I know, it's short. But I have waited far too long to post this thing! Oh, on a random note: MERRY CHRISTMAS! Sorry, the whole 'merry Christmas' thing is on a day-late note. I can be bitchy. Good god, I am so ashamed of how short and lame this chapter is! I know, I may be leaving you unsatisfied! But that only makes the next chapter more enjoyable! OH! On another random note: I HAVE A FUCKING BAND! I have fourth period with a rockin' guitarist, and she agreed! And she knows this guy who can play bass! I met him, he's cool... and a girl who rides me bus can play the drums! We've already written one song, we just need to make plans to meet each other for band practice so we can play it! And my counselor can introduce me to this guy who can play the piano and he can help me write more music! IT'S IS SO FUCKIN' SWEET! XD