Plan's POV

Perth and Saint and the rest of us main pairings were happy to know that there were no scheduled events for us to attend for the next seven days so we decided to take advantage of our free time by making our own events.

Saint suggested camping in a secluded mountain area far from the city and made available only by approval from the owner of that camping site. Potential visitors needed to have some form of connections with either the owners or the manager or administrator.

Fortunately Saint's father was a friend of the administrator and so we knew that we wouldn't have any difficulty reserving a spot at the camping site. But first we had to ask everyone if they wanted to come along. Everyone was eager to go camping except for Mean.

Saint had tried his best to convince him but Saint couldn't make him budge.

I decided to see if my persuasive ability would work on him.

The moment he took my call I was like "What the fuck, Mean, are you such a wimp that you are unable to cope with the lack of amenities and luxury that you are going to miss at the camp site?"

"It's not that," he said, "I'm just not very good at roughing it. "

"Then I was right!" I exclaimed, "You are a wimp, Mean!"

"You are a wimp, that's what you are!" I said again in a singsong voice.

I tried to use insult to get him to come and join our camping plans.

No such luck. The wimp just wouldn't budge. We had to go without him.

We all decided to go in two cars, Saint's SUV, and my car.

Although we had a lot of fun exploring the mountainside and its surroundings and then roughing it at night in a tent, I somehow felt that my happiness was not complete without the presence of Mean, not because I had any romantic feelings for him but because I felt like a seventh wheel.

The series pairings just naturally sought each other's company and I felt awkward butting into their conversations or trekking with them.

It got so bad that at one point I actually felt like wanting to go home and do my own activities. It seemed like Perth and Saint and the others had turned our camping into a romantic date. I felt so out of place and unwanted.

I vowed that next time we organized an activity I was going to drag Mean along, kidnap him if necessary,  just so I have my own partner to engage in activities with.

We had agreed before making the reservation that we would spend only five out of the seven free days that we had.

We wanted to set aside the extra two days for resting and settling down just in case we exhausted ourselves from our camping activities.

On our way back, we stopped by a rest area where there was a convenience store and rest rooms as well.

Most of us went to use the rest rooms and then we decided to go inside the convenience store to buy some snacks and drinks to take with us as the trip back to the city was still going to take another hour and a half.

Perth and Saint went inside the convenience store ahead of me. I was actually just a few steps behind them.

I got startled by Perth and Saint exclaiming at the same time. "P'Mean!"

What the fuck. Mean was indeed inside the convenience store buying some stuff with another guy.

I approached him quickly and punched him on his arm.

"What the fuck, Mean, why couldn't you be up front with me and tell me that you had other plans?"

I actually felt hurt and offended. He probably found me boring. The guy he was with was probably a more fun companion to be with than I was.

I did not bother to listen to his explanation. I hurried back to my car not bothering to buy any snacks or drinks. I suddenly wasn't hungry or thirsty at all.