Soccer Foes Story 4 Part Four

Bailey’s POV:

“Well to say I’m shocked is an understatement. I’m appalled by what I just walked onto tonight. Between campers on the other side of camp fight in the lake or finding the leaders of this camp arguing like crazy, I’m not sure which one is worse. What I do know is that both things are unacceptable; especially since it is near the end of camp. I was hoping to end on a high note, but that will not be the case after tonight. Luna will you please bring the wet campers and the other campers back to their cabins? I’ll figure out the best way to handle their situation first thing in the morning. But first I need to have a word with these leaders here now” Ms. Fey says with an ominous tone. Ms. Barbie actually has a serious side to her. If I weren’t standing right behind her, I wouldn’t have believed it myself. I looked past her to see Shane and notice that he is already looking at me. I quickly look elsewhere. Damn him. My chest hurts when I look at him cliché as that sounds. However, the image of Becca and him kissing is still fresh on my mind. That what got me into this mess tonight. I wish I could erase it from my memory forever. Now that would be a cool invention. Instead of something pointless; like umbrella shoes or something like that. That’s actually a real thing by the way. No lie.

“Come on guys, let’s go” Luna tells us. Morgan is still here and she is quickly by my side as we head back to our cabins. She’s looking at me strangely.

“You and Shane are together?” she asks me with wide eyes and disbelief. What the… How did she know that?

“Where did you find that out?” I ask her. I guess the cats out of the bag now. Emma hurries to my other side.

“Yo, you missed a lot before you arrived with the camp director. The leaders were practically screaming at each other; especially Shane and Becca. That’s how everyone found out about you two. Where’d you go anyway? And why are you all wet?” Emma asks looking me up and down. I rolled my eyes.

“Kicking butt” I say and leave it at that. I don’t feel like explaining how I practically died by Reddy and his evil minions.

“What?” Morgan asks with confusion as we reach our rooms.

“I’ll tell you about it in the morning” I say as Luna tells us to get ready for bed. Speaking about Luna, she was with Ms. Barbie when she found us on the dock. When I reach my bed, I quickly grab my pajamas and shower gear and head to the showers. I make sure to give Paris a glare and bump my shoulder with hers on my way out. I didn’t feel like being questioned further by Morgan about the whole Shane situation. Especially since I have no idea where we are at the moment. He kissed Becca, his ex girlfriend. Who does he think he is? Fresh tears start to stream down my face. I can’t believe I’m crying over him. Be strong Bailey. He’s not worth it. But, of course, my body betrays me. What is new? I just want this stupid camp to be over with already.

The Next Morning:

“This is just great. Thanks to you we are getting kicked out of camp” Paris yells at me once we are outside of Ms. Barbie’s makeshift office to discuss what happened last night. Let me fill you in on what’s happened so far this very eventful morning. When I woke up, I was instantly bombarded with questions from Morgan about last night and my relationship with Shane. Or whatever is left of it anyway. I’m not sure where we are at after I saw him smacking lips with Becca. Anyways, I just grunted at her. Look, I don’t know about anyone else but I am not a morning person. Even after almost a month at this camp, I am still not use to waking up at the crack of dawn. So Morgan should know me by now. I mean, seriously. If the questioning was not enough, Leah stopped me as I was heading out to breakfast to inform me that I had an immediate meeting with the camp director. Oh joy. I was met with Paris, Nicole, Reddy, and his BFF. At that point, I was pretty much over the whole situation. Ms. Barbie talked to each of us one by one to hear our side of the story. I told her how one of them almost droned me and I was only defending myself against them. Hey, that was pretty much the whole truth minus some details. It was self-defense, I tell you. After I got finished with my account, I wasn’t sure if she believed me or not, considering I was the last to go. I figured I was so screwed. There was four of them and one of me. You do the math. However, I guess the soccer angels helped me out because something amazing happened. I didn’t get in trouble…that much. Turns out someone saw the whole thing play out last night and told the director about it. Also, some of the leaders vouched for me and said how Reddy and his clique have caused problems for me and other campers during the last few weeks. Hmmm, I wonder who that could be? Just kidding, I have a pretty good idea who it probably was. I’m not slow you guys, I swear. In any case, Ms. Barbie said their stories did not match up together at all and based on these facts, they would have to leave camp immediately.  They missed the ball on that one. If you are trying to save your asses, then get your stories straight. Sheesh, that was a total rookie mistake; just saying. So their parents were called to come get them by the end of the day. But like I said earlier, I still got into a little bit of trouble for physically fighting with them even if I was defending myself. Therefore I have to help with cleanup after meals for the rest of the week. I guess it’s not the worst punishment. At least my butt is still in tact.

“Please. You did this all on your own. Don’t blame me. However, I have to say that you will not be missed. Soooo…bye!” I say to her with fake enthusiasm with a wave as I head toward the dining hall. Bailey: One. Paris: a big fat zero. Ha! As soon as I walk into the hall, Morgan greets me.

“So what happened? Are you in trouble? Do you have to leave?” she asks me in a single breath. Again with the questioning, Morgan?

“Calm down. I wouldn’t be here if I had to leave right?” I tell her wit ha smile and an eye roll. Jazzy and Emma walk up to us too.

“So what did happen then? And what about the bully brigade?” Emma asks me. Jazzy remains quiet since we haven’t said much to each other since the fainting episode. Someone who shall remain nameless until further notice said that I am too stubborn for my own good and should let go of my grudge against Jazzy. After all, she was just looking out for me. I’ll admit that I can be a little stubborn at times but I am not that stubborn. Right…?

“They’re out. They have to leave today. I just have to help with clean up after meals. So its not too bad” I tell them and fill them in on what else happened during the meeting and last night.

“Well good riddance! They should have been kicked out a long time ago” Morgan says as we finish eating our breakfast. I couldn’t agree more.

“So have you seen Shane this morning?” Morgan asks me with a sly smirk. I roll my eyes. Why does she keep bugging me about him? Up until this point, I put him to the back of my mind. I can only focus on one thing at a time. Whoever said that girls are great at multi-tasking obviously have never met me. It’s a curse honestly.

“No, I haven’t and I don’t want to talk about him right now. Okay? Now I have to go start my “punishment” I tell them as I get up.

“You wont be able to avoid him forever. What about practice today and for the rest of the week?” Jazzy asks me. I roll my eyes. I’m surprised my eyes haven’t rolled out of my head with the amount of times I’ve done it today. Wait, can that actually happen?

“I know that, but you know I’m still going to try” I say with a huff and head towards the kitchen area.