Camp Closeted novel Chapter 46

Tristan's truck was definitely old but in the most aesthetic way possible. It looked identical to the truck from my favorite movie ever which is The Perks of Being a Wallflower.

The group of friends in that movie would usually drive it underneath a tunnel and it symbolized so much freedom and joy for them yet still having a not so perfect life.

Speaking of that movie, I might as well just illegally watch it tonight since I have nothing else better to do.

All of a sudden, the radio began playing, my thoughts getting cut of by what sounded like a guy's scream blending in with a guitar and a whole bunch of percussion.

Wow.

"You have a disturbed look on your face." Tristan immediately turned the volume down as his smooth voice began to speak over it. "Is it the music?" He asked, glancing at me then back on the road.

"Y-yea." I just anxiously chuckled. "There's nothing wrong with it, I just thought you'd be the type to listen to something else."

An adorable smirk formed on Tristan's face as I just looked at him. His jawline perfectly carved, his eyelashes incredibly long, and his eyes, his dark blue eyes, just brightly shimmering at the road. "Did you think I'd be listening to country music because of my truck?"

"N-no, not at all." I shook my head as I continued to stare at him. "I just thought you'd be the type to listen to classical music or something."

"Classical music?" He amusingly asked as the way he let it out made me laugh louder now. "Care to explain why you would think that?"

"I-I don't know." I just shrugged, seeing him glance at me didn't fail to send blood to run up my cheeks. "You just talk really proper, and not to sound weird but you're voice is really smooth."

"Smooth?" Tristan raised a perfectly structured brow as I smiled. "My voice?"

"Y-yea." I quickly breathed as I couldn't help but stutter at me being so weird by explaining to him how I hear his voice. "The way you talk just reminds of an actor from an old Hollywood movie I used to watch with my mom."

"I'm quite hoping that's a good thing then." He smiled back now, blinking at the road.

"It is."

"So you like it?"

"Like what?"

"My voice?"

"Y-yea, I guess I do."

Tristan's eyes focused back on the road as heat all of a sudden spread throughout the car, my cheeks continuing to burn as he was the only one attractively smirking to himself.

I hastily looked down at my phone that just vibrated, my eyes subtly widening at Jesse's text about the rain starting to pour so he couldn't really play basketball.

"You and Jesse still talk, I presume?" Tristan slyly asked, making me look at him and then back on my phone as I texted Jesse back.

"Y-yea." I sent my text back as I quickly put my phone down.

"Interesting." He muttered deeply underneath his breath as I didn't know if I should reply or not.

"I know you probably still believe in trying to make me stay from Jesse for my own emotional safety, but I'm sure I can manage myself on my own." I carefully spoke back. "I told him that I trusted him that he's changed, I hope you can understand that."

Tristan's facial expression was blank now, his hands slowly turning the steering wheel to the left. "He came up to me and apologized not so long ago." He started. "I believe 2 days ago but I could be wrong. He told me how much he's starting to like you very much. He also mentioned how badly he wanted to prove to me how much he's changed."

I blinked a couple of times before responding. "What did you say to him?" I asked.

"That I forgive him." He licked his lips as he momentarily threw me a small smile.

"S-so you're no longer trying to keep me away from him?" I shyly let out, glancing down at my slowly melting frozen yogurt.

"Well of course not." Tristan smiled out. "I believe now, it's more about trying to keep him away from you."

I slightly choked on air as the car immediately stopped moving, noticing my cabin now right in front of us. "W-what?" I asked with widened eyes, not really understanding what he just said.

Did I hear him correctly?

"Nothing." He sighed out, turning his body towards me. "Try not to get yourself too wet from the rain. I would very much hate to see you sick." He winked, the pats of rain lightly hitting above us.

"T-thanks." I anxiously replied, proceeding to get out of his car.

I'd be lying if I said I wasn't happy to find out that the drive-in theater was cancelled in the middle of the movie because of the rain.

I missed Benny too much and now here we are having a triple date at a fun neon lighted diner.

Me, Jesse, Benny, and Keanu sat on 1 side of the long table as Leo and Andrew sat by themselves on the other side. Only made sense for them to get their own space since they were in fact, the only official couple sitting at the table.

"Okay guys so I finally finished taking pictures of all the members of the camp, and these are copies of the ones I took of you guys." Andrew smiled as he passed us large piles of pictures of ourselves, both colored and non colored.

Benny was the first to react. "When the hell did you take a picture of me sipping out of my Arizona!?" He cackled as Keanu looked at his pictures with him. "The lighting on point though, thank you Andrew." He did a small dance as he continued to look through the pile.

Andrew let out a breathy laugh. "I still need to take more colored pictures though then I'll be able to finally finish the Camp Closeted Year Book. I've talked to Ms. Leigh and both of us are really excited about it."

Benny proceeded to compliment Keanu's pictures as Leo and Andrew talked about theirs, leaving Jesse and I in our own little bubble.

"Fuck, I look sexy." Jesse bit his lip as he showed me a picture of him sticking his bright pink tongue out and another one of him eating a cherry off a milkshake. "Micah, imagine if I was porn star." He then kissed his own self on the picture as I quickly winced at him.

"I'm not imagining that." I shook my head as I took another fry and proceeded to eat it.