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Fang ducked out of my room, and I heard the door open and close quietly. I sighed. Should I follow him? I heard one of the kids rustle in their beds. They'd be okay, right?

I went outside, much less gracefully than Fang, the door slamming shut when I tripped. You gotta hand it to me, I'm pretty damn smooth.

Fang was sitting on the rail of our porch. (Naturally he decided to go shirtless. Shit. Shit. Shit.) He patted the bit of rail next to him and the post for me to sit on. I probably should have sat on the other side.

We just sat there for a minute, and it was clear that neither of us knew what to say.

"Hey Max?"

I looked over at Fang, something weird in his eyes. "Uh...yeah?" I rubbed my hands together, taking in the awkwardness of the situation.

"I just...I think you should stay away from Dylan..."

My eyes narrowed. "I have this feeling that isn't gonna happen."

He sighed. "It really needs to."

"Oh yeah why?"

He smiled a little. "Well for one, he's a womanizer."

"Yeah, okay." I said, rolling my eyes.

His face got a little more serious. "And for two-" Fang pushed me into the post, and pressed his lips to mine. I might have kissed back a little...maybe...but that possibility ended three seconds later when Ella walked by and yelled: "Oooooh getting a little steamy love-birds?"

I literally fell backwards off the post, onto my back.

Fang looked back at me, and hopped down to help me up. I swatted his hand away, and walked into the cabin. I saw everyone but Sarah peeking in on either side of the partition.

"To bed, now!" I whisper-yelled, and stormed into my room, and closed the shades.

Oh my god. What had just happened? I groaned, and pressed my face into the pillow. This was just awesome!

Let's recap:

1) Fang kissed me. Okay fine maybe that wasn't ALL bad, but still.

2) Ella saw. Which pretty much means the whole camp will know about it before breakfast. And my mother.

3) The kids saw, so now all of the campers will know too.

I'm screwed. I'm screwed.

There's a saying I heard one day. GUYS SUCK. I get it now.

Did I like Fang? Or better yet, did I like a self-centered asshole? I hoped not. But I did, didn't I?

Shit.

I didn't feel like getting up that next morning. Fang made Nudge wake me up, mostly so he wouldn't have to come in.

"You know Max," Nudge said while she was, for some reason, fluffling my pillow, "I don't know why you don't just go for Fang. I mean, you guys would be cute, and admit it, you totally kissed back." I turned around and gave her a pointed look.

"Fine, fine. But you really should go for him. He's always been cool. Expect when the whole Dylan thing went down."

I straightened. "Dylan thing?"

But, unluckily for me, the bugle went, and she yelped, and ran out the door, eager for breakfast.

I caught up with Ella on the hill. She bumped my shoulder. "So how was last night?" She winked. I glared.

"Nothing happened..."

"Yeah, sure, because making out with your co-counselor is 'nothing.'" She gave me a winning smile,

I groaned and ran my hand down my face. "That wasn't supposed to happen."

"Well it did, and he's hot. So just go for him. Nothing's better than a good old summer fling."

I rolled my eyes. "Anyway, do you have any idea what went down between him and Dylan? Why do they hate each other so much?"

She shrugged, looking just as confused as I was. "No idea. Not that I really asked around, but no one seems to be willing to talk about it. My guess it was something big." An evil smile crossed Ella's face. "Maybe they had a fling last summer." She said with a little laugh.

"That would be so weird..." I laughed, wrinkling my nose. Speaking of my nose, what was that glorious smell?

Oh yeah. Bacon.

During my break period that day, I grabbed my computer and headed for the loft, taking a seat at the table in the corner.

I saw that my mom had answered Fang's last email. So I figured, why not?

I don't think I've ever laughed harder in my life. Except maybe the UN Japanese Photo Shoot. But that's another story.

Fang had been getting relationship advice from my mother.

I closed that out, and started answering my own emails.

I nearly jumped out of my skin when Fang set the two bowls down on the table. "Ice cream for Ms. Maxie, on the house."

"I'll pass," I muttered, eyes focused on the screen.

"But it's cookies and cream, your favorite."

I looked up. "Cookies and cream?"

He motioned towards the bowl. It was cookies and cream.

"Fine. But only because it's my favorite."

He took a few bites. "Wait did your mom answer my email?"

I nodded, and turned the computer towards him. He clicked the mouse a few times, then looked up at me, face surprisingly red. I didn't get the reason for his horror, until I remembered something. I hadn't set the conversation as unread after I snooped. I'm really a smart one.

I quickly turned my attention to the TV screen behind him. Some weird show with people with houses piled up to their necks in garbage was playing. I made a face, and went to grab the remote.

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