He froze up for a second before smiling and chasing after her. She really is adorable.
Someone save me from my boredom
Jay went against swimming, feeling especially self-conscious. But he did take notice of Angel's swimsuit. "Um, y-you look good, Angel." He stuttered out, blushing red.
He took a step back, shaking his head. "Ah, no, I'm good." He pulled his jacket tighter around his shoulders, not making eye contact.
"Yeah, yeah I'm fine. Just…not that strong of a swimmer and would prefer to stay out of the water." He chuckled softly. That was a lie. He loved swimming and was actually quite good at it. He just didn't want her and everyone else to see all the scars on his body from his past.
"You don't have to do that, go swim. Don't let my cowardice keep you from having fun." He flashed a smile, his heart fluttering slightly.
Angel let out a short gasp and, with the authority of a thousand professors, loudly announced, "Now, you listen here, bucko. You are NOT a coward. Any one who says otherwise has obviously had a bit too much of the giggle water and should go fuck themselves." When she got REALLY serious, she tended to talk like a person from the 1900's. What did you expect? She hangs around her grandmother a lot.
He instantly flushed pink when he noticed all the attention was now on them, squirming in his seat slightly. "No, say it louder, I don't think all of China heard you." He chuckled.
"The last time I gave a damn about tradition, I could still see my sister every day." He scoffed, rolling his eyes. Him and his older sister Lydia had gotten separated about 5 years prior. He missed her so much.
"No idea. Campgrounds like this always have some weird tradition or whatever that they do when they've got kids."
"That's stupid. It should be something fun, not something that prevents people from hanging out." She crossed her arms. "Well, guess what. Today I'm a rule breaker." And she leaned her head on Jay's shoulder. "Tradition breaking for the win!" she whisper yelled, raising her fist in the air.
He blushed bright red, unable to look at her. Pretty girl is leaning on you, don't screw this up! "You remind me so much of my sister it's uncanny."
"You're quiet until something grinds your gears. Then you're bold and willing to stand up to anyone. I think Lydia would like you."
He wrapped an arm around her waist, keeping her close and hoping she couldn't hear his ever increasing heart rate.
He quickly let go of her, grabbing his bag and pulling himself to his feet, holding out a hand to help her up.
Next up was survival skills, learning how to make a fire and stuff. Jay had gone camping plenty of times so he knew what he was doing. In fact, he was the first person to succeed in bringing a spark to life.
The counselor actually commended Jay on his skills, much to his embarrassment. He hated being in the spotlight, he honestly couldn't stand it. But he thanked her anyways, laughing it off.
When the pebble landed on his foot, he looked over at her, a confused eyebrow raised and an amused smile on his lips. "What? And why did you throw a pebble at me?"