Camp Closeted novel Chapter 39

"Micah see, you're too nice." Benny clicked his mouth. "That boy was being an asshole and you put him in his place. There shouldn't be a needed apology."

"I don't know, I think I should still feel pretty bad. I don't know how it feels to be in his situation and I used that against him." I sighed, sipping onto my coffee as Benny devoured a beautifully golden waffle topped with syrup and whipped cream.

"Micah, just help the boy out. Look, if you ever hear his dad say some crazy shit about converting him to being straight again, interrupt." He suggested, confusing me a little.

"How am I gonna do that?"

"Well." He chewed and quickly swallowed. "I want you to interrupt and pretend like you and Romeo been fucking for months and he can't do shit about it-" He couldn't even finish what he was saying as he exploded out in laughter.

I narrowed my eyes at him as I tried not to laugh. "Yea, wow, thanks. That's definitely the smartest thing to do Benny." I sarcastically responded as he kept laughing. "You know what? Romeo clearly hates me so why do I even care this much? I'm just gonna stay away from him." I added.

"I got a feeling that shit is gonna be impossible because your life is like a damn fictional novel." Benny quickly coughed. "Speaking of not being able to stay away from people, your Italian Stallion is coming." He chewed.

I quickly furrowed down my eyebrows. "Italian what?"

A familiarly charming voice appeared behind me as I quickly smiled. "Micah what's your Snapchat?" Jessie asked, his body sliding very closely next to mine, causing our skin to brush against each other.

Benny snorted before I tried to speak out. "I uh, I don't have Snapchat." I bit my lip.

Jesse surprisingly didn't seem bothered by this. "Instagram?" He asked again.

I shook my head no as his mouth slightly dropped now, Benny laughing quietly to himself. "I don't have social media, like at all-well actually I used too, but I made sure to delete everything after I got outed at school but I don't really wanna talk about that, s-so yea I don't have anything sorry."

"At least tell me you have a phone number." Jessie's deep blue eyes observed my face as his cologne crept itself into my senses.

"I do, hold on." I quickly whipped my phone out and gave it to him, my cheeks burning the whole time. "Obviously I have a phone number." I amusingly added, trying to act like me not using social media isn't weird.

"It's about time I get your phone number." Jessie smirked. "I was gonna text and ask where you were yesterday but I didn't have you on anything. Now I do." He adorably trailed off, his eyes landing on Benny. "What's so funny?" He deeply asked.

"I really don't wanna say." Benny struggled to speak as if his laugh was just gonna get louder.

I looked at him confused as Jesse leaned closer against me. "Say it."

Benny took a deep breath as he looked straight at me. "Just kinda shook when you pulled out that prehistoric rock." And with that, he exploded out in laughter. "I thought you were gonna pull out an antenna to get service or something." I immediately felt embarrassed as Jesse couldn't resist not laughing also.

"Okay, I know it's bad, my phone is old." I narrowed my eyes, my cheeks burning at the both of them. "Fuck both of you guys." I couldn't help but laugh also.

Jesse widely smiled. "I'm sorry." He surrendered, putting his hands up into the air.

Just before anyone could've continued to roast me and my crappy phone, a loud screeching noise quickly caught all of our attention.

"Hello everyone!" Posh's high-pitched voice came through a large pink megaphone. "I just wanna remind you guys that my celebratory party for being a historical figure in fashion is gonna be held at my suite tomorrow night, everyone is invited, bring all your hot friends!" He cheered, stepping down his table with the help of Cadence's hand.

Conversations continued as Benny and I quickly looked at each other. "Historical figure in fashion?" I let out with a confused tone. "What does that mean?"

Benny took a second to chew and swallow his food before responding. "He became the very first male Victoria's Secret Angel last week." My mouth dropped as Benny continued speaking. "He's gonna walk the runway this coming weekend so he's gonna have a party about it tomorrow."

My mouth remained dropped. "Are you serious? That's actually kinda insane. So do they make male lingerie now too?"

Benny shrugged. "I don't know, I don't really care. I'm down to go to the party though if you are." He began to slowly dance to himself. "I'm always up for free alcohol." He playfully stuck his tongue out as he let out a noise.

"Im down to go too but I probably won't drink." I quickly turned towards Jesse. "Are you coming?"

"I don't know yet." Jesse adorably yawned, flexing an arm around me. "I'm not a party person." He smirked at me, my eyes examining his face for a second.

Benny quickly groaned out in annoyance. "Jesse don't go. Because if your ass goes, then I don't wanna go anymore." We quickly looked at him confused. "Sorry if that sounds hella rude but I'm gonna get third wheeled and I'm not down for that."

"Benny, we won't do that to you." I quickly let out, feeling sort of bad that he feels that way.

"Mhm yea, whatever." He sighed, sassily rolling his eyes down at his plate of waffles.

I tried to hide my excitement as I hopped my way inside the frozen yogurt place, Jesse deeply chuckling behind me.

"Hello, welcome to FroYoYo. Try the new something island flavor, something, I forgot, but try it or whatever." The girl from the counter spoke unamused as she twirled a strand of her straight black hair, not even bothering to look at us. "I'm Blaire."

Wow, she loves working here doesn't she?

"This place is cute." I looked up at Jesse as my cheeks couldn't help but flush at him as I knew the room was looking directly at us, well mostly at Jesse.

Jesse casually walked towards the girl behind the counter, not even knowing how much he stood out with his good looks. "Can I get one of those uh-small cups?" He asked causing Blaire to finally look up at him.

The second her and Jesse locked eyes, she immediately stumbled back as she almost looked like she was about to have a seizure. "W-what s-small cup daddy-sir, I mean sir?" She stuttered badly as I stood behind Jesse with an amused facial expression.

Did she really just accidentally call him daddy?

What the fuck.

Jesse awkwardly raised a perfectly structured brow at her. "Those small cups that you use to try a flavor?" He answered sternly.

Blaire's cheeks burned as she quickly unbuttoned her shirt lower. "Y-yea, their called testers but whatever it's fine your perfect." She let out seductively, making me internally gag at her thirstyness.

After waiting for Jesse to grab the small cup, we finally walked towards the many flavors I couldn't wait to try. My eyes lit up at the names and pictures of the many different flavors as I didn't know which one I wanted. "What flavor are you gonna get?" I asked excitedly, watching him fill his small cup with a flavor.

His deep blue eyes heavily demanded attention as his pink tongue sensually grazed against the white dewy cream.

"Coconut." He slowly licked his lips as he pulled the lever onto his big cup. "It's my favorite flavor and it reminds me of you, so.." My cheeks quickly burned as I furrowed down my eyebrows at him.

"I taste like coconut?"

"Little bit, yea." He nodded, devilishly smirking as he waited for his cup to fill.

"Is that a good thing?" I half-laughed.

"I just said it's my favorite flavor, Micah." He cheekily replied.

"Oh yea, well, my bad." I anxiously chuckled, my eyes leaving his and landing on what flavor I should get.

I watched the frozen yogurt fill his cup as I quickly knew what flavor I wanted. "Well, you always taste minty and sweet so I'm thinking I should get piña colada?" He winced as I filled up my cup. "What?" I laughed at his unexplainable facial expression.