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    Happy Campers – (Chapter: Chapter 22 – Rule 2 (part2): Cork Popping)

    I paddled us back to the edge of the lake. I tied the boat back up and reached out for Spencer’s hand, and I wasn’t surprised that she ignored my hand and started the walk back to the cabin.

    ~*~

    Spencer stormed through the cabin door, waking all those inside. I followed behind dutifully. Even though it had been awhile since Spencer’s swim, she had not gotten any dryer. She literally is dripping. I should have known someone would crack a smart one.

    “Whoa way to get a girl wet Ash” Madison snorted, the rest of them giggling either behind their hands or into their pillows. I huffed and followed Spencer’s trail to our room.

    I sat on my bunk after I had stripped down to my undies, while Spencer went and got changed in the washroom. She has every reason to be pissed at me, but I hope her strop won’t last to long. I was planning on a kiss goodnight as well. Well I suppose I could always steal a kiss when she’s asleep, but I want a ‘real’ kiss.

    Spencer comes back into the room with a blank look; so far I have figured out that when her face is like that it means that I’ll be getting the silent treatment.

    “Spence?” nothing “Spencer?” again nothing “Spency” I whine…yep I’m so getting the silent treatment. I hate being ignored, and I mean really, really hate being ignored.

    I get up and walk over to her bed where she as just flopped down on. It was one of those angry chucks yourself to the floor kind of thing. She is lying on her back; eyes closed facing up toward the roof of the cabin.

    Leaning over, my lips hover over hers. My lips firmly attach to hers; her eyes shoot open, before shutting only seconds later. Now we must remember that just because she is kissing me back doesn’t mean I completely forgiven.

    “I’m really sorry I ruined our date Spencer, I’ll understand if you don’t want to go on a second one” I whisper as I pulled back from her lips. I didn’t get very far before Spencer was pulling me back down. I had to shift myself so I was partially on top of her, I would have pulled something if I had stayed twisted.

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    2. i started reading this story on a another site. but I’m glad you post here as well. I really like this story and cant wait to read what’s going to happen next. please up date soon.

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