Nina
Jessica, Lori and I had begun setting up camp not far from where the businessman had been murdered when I heard twigs and leaves crunching in the forest.
Someone was coming.
“Oh my god,” Jessica complained as she fiddled with her tent poles, “this is impossible! Lori, I need help!”
“Guys,” I said, but they didn’t hear me.
“I just helped you two minutes ago,’ Lori said, standing and walking over to Jessica with her hands on her hips while Jessica whined.
“Shh!” I said, which made them finally go quiet. “Do you hear that?”
My heart raced as I listened to the footsteps. They were getting louder, and definitely headed directly for our camp. I glanced over at my tent, which had the shotgun inside- 11 I could just get over there before anything bad happened.
“Hello?” a male voice called out from the woods.
I knew that voice anywhere; it was Enzo.
And hearing it didn’t make me any less terrified.
He stepped out into the clearing, holding a bundle of firewood with a backpack on his back and a big, stupid grin on his face.
“Oh, hey!” he said, as if he hadn’t followed us out here. I knew I should’ve stopped Luke! “Fancy seeing. you ladies here!”
“What a surprise!” Jessica said, practically squealing with delight. Despite what she had said in the cafeteria the other day about Enzo, she couldn’t hide her fangirl nature around him.
in case Enzo suddenly decided that
looked over at me just as I was about to reach into the tent
camp with us!” Jessica
Lori growled,
“It’ll be fun. You’d be okay
would be so dumb at the first sign of a hot guy to forget all of our morals, but her nonchalance toward him in the cafeteria the other day made me wonder now if he was using some sort of werewolf
manipulating Jessica into
out now. Regardless of what I said,
my response, then
had so nonchalantly collected on his way to stalk me. “I’ll just go get Matt and James, and we’ll be
in… Graduate student
sort of game was Enzo playing with
I could ask, Enzo
me, her
fuck?” she said, to which I shrugged in return.
Jessica said. “I don’t know what came
it is,’ Lori growled, stomping back over to her tent and continuing to set it
knowing that it wasn’t Jessica’s fault. “Maybe it will
all be dead in the morning, I thought to
boys returned; and, much to my dismay, James
with their things. I blushed, mumbling a quiet “Hey”, and quickly looked away as
walking over to an empty spot next to Lori’s tent, unaware that he would be barking up the wrong tree if he tried to
Enzo could learn from.
over to me while I
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