Warnings: None

Word Count: 2034

Author's Note: Sorry for the inconsistent post times this week! I've finally had a chance to sleep in and, well, I like to sleep in. I'll try and keep it a bit more consistent going forward! Enjoy day four :)

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You were in the middle of taking a long drink of orange juice when someone tapped you on the shoulder, scaring you so bad that you almost spit it all over the table. The girls at the table began to laugh at you, but you simply wiped your mouth with the back of your hand and turned to see who it was.

"Finished it," Tyler grinned, holding his hand out to you.

Sure enough, in his hand was a red and yellow bracelet. It wasn't the prettiest bracelet that you had seen, but being a camp counselor had also created a pretty high standard in your mind. All that mattered to you was the fact that Tyler had actually spent time outside of your activity to finish it.

"I love it," you smiled. "Do you mind?"

You held out your arm and Tyler carefully tied the bracelet around your wrist. His fingers brushed lightly against your skin, sending tingles up your arm.

"That better be on your arm every time I see you until the end of this week," he said, pointing a finger at you.

"We made a deal!" you said.

"Good, now I have a table of rowdy boys and a less-than-pleased cabin partner to get back to," he laughed.

"Later, Vulture."

He lightly traced a hand along your shoulder as he walked away from your table, making you smile like an idiot. The girls were all watching your reaction.

"I told you! Vulture is the one she likes!" one of the girls said.

"No, no, no. You didn't hear the rumor that I did."

"And what was that?"

"That yesterday during arts and crafts, her and DJ Spooky chased each other around with paint. He even grabbed her arm."

"Yeah, but did he make her a bracelet?"

"You can still see the blue paint on her arm! Does it matter?"

"Girls," you cut them off and slid your arm under the table. "I'm right here."

Jenna chimed in too, "And what did we say about discussing other people's relationships?"

"Not allowed," the one who had started it all sighed, slumping back into her seat.

"Exactly, so let's talk about something else."

"What's our activity today?" Poppy asked.

Jenna pulled out her neat little folder and whipped out the weekly schedule, glancing over it quickly.

"This afternoon we have a hike with the leaders of the blue cabin and then purple cabin is in charge of the activity tonight."

"Blue cabin?" you asked.

"Yes, your favorite," Jenna laughed, shooting you a look.

"DJ Spooky," one of the kids gasped.

"Girls, make sure to fill up your water bottles before we leave the cafeteria, ok?" you said. "I don't want any of you getting dehydrated on the hike today."

"Aye, aye, captain," a couple of the girls cheered.

You and Jenna shared a look; both of your eyes were open wide.

"Where did you learn that?" Jenna asked.

"The boys were saying it during the activity last night," one of the girls answered.

"Yeah, they said it every time DJ Spooky asked them to do something."

Jenna sighed and shot another look at you, causing you to giggle. You should have known it would only be so long before Josh's joke caught on.

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"This right here," Josh said, pointing to a yellow flower growing on the side of the path, "is called Goatsbeard."

"Goats don't have beards!" one of the little girls holding your hand said. "That's a stupid name."

"We didn't come up with it," Brad said. "We're just supposed to teach you about it."

"It's native to this area," Josh explained. "Does anyone want to get a closer look?"

Most of the girls stepped forward and examined the plant, poking at the little flowers or drawing pictures of it on their sketchpads. Josh wandered over to where you and Jenna were standing.

"How do you think it's going so far?" he asked.

"Really well," you answered. "The girls seem to be enjoying themselves."

"And what about you?"

"Yeah, I'm having fun," you shrugged.

"Come on, Y/C/N," Josh joked, giving you a light elbow in the ribs. "Show some enthusiasm."

"Woo, plants!" You threw your hands up and moved them around a little bit in some form of happy dance. Jenna looked at you, trying her hardest not to laugh.

"I'm going to go see if Brad needs any help," Jenna said, giving you a light tap on the shoulder.

"Ok, good luck."

"Are you actually enjoying yourself?" Josh asked, dropping his over-the-top camp persona for a moment.

"Of course I am! Hiking has always been one of my favorite activities. I'm jealous you're in charge of it this year."

"You don't get tired of walking the same trail over and over again?"

"Not at all, especially if you're with the right people," you smiled, bumping him with your arm.

Josh was about to say something in return when two little girls came skipping over to you, each holding a couple brightly colored flowers in their hands.

"DJ Spooky! I got you some flowers," the first girl said.

"Yeah, and I got you prettier ones," the second said, stepping in front of her friend.

"Both of these are equally beautiful," Josh grinned. "Thank you."

He turned to you and raised his eyebrows. You reached out and took the flowers from his hand, tucking them neatly behind his ear.

"Perfect," you giggled.

"You're so pretty!" the girls laughed, temporarily forgetting their feud.

"Am I?" Josh asked, turning to you.

"Gorgeous."

The girls ran off, whispering excitedly to one another. Josh always seemed to attract the most attention from the little girls, mostly because he was such a good sport about it. He always wound up with a fan club by the end of the week.

Josh leaned a little closer to you so that he could whisper in your ear, "You think this is a good time to mention that I'm allergic to flowers?"

You couldn't help but crack up at his comment, although you did feel a little bad for putting the plants so close to his face.

"Alright, let's keep moving! There's a lot more plants to see," he announced.

"Aye, aye, captain!" the girls called, falling into line behind Brad and linking up with their buddies.

With Brad and Jenna at the lead, you and Josh were able to hang back behind the group and look out for stragglers. He pointed out a couple spots to you that he claimed were exceptional for stargazing, if you could manage to sneak past the supervisors that roamed the camp late at night.

You were in the middle of telling a story about a kid that had run off during the hike last year when you felt something brush against your hand. Josh was walking pretty close to you, so you figured you had bumped into him on accident. But then it happened again. And again.

This was definitely intentional.

"And then what happened?" Josh asked. You hadn't even realized you had stopped talking.

"Oh, we found him down in the creek with his shoes off. He had to finish the hike with a counselor for a buddy."

"Wow," Josh laughed. "Yeah, nothing like that has happened today. Yet."

"That's good."

"You feeling alright, Y/C/N? Your face is kinda pink."

"Yeah, it's just... warm," you said, waving a hand around.

"Warm, yeah," Josh laughed.

"Hey, DJ Spooky!" Brad called. "Get your butt up here."

The kids all started to laugh at Brad's use of a "bad" word.

"That's my cue," Josh said, giving your arm a light tap.

"Have fun," you smiled, watching as he walked to the front of the group.

Jenna joined you at the back of the group, but you were too distracted by Josh catching your eye every now and again to pay much attention.

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You and Jenna were sitting at the edge of the hill, watching as the cabins played a large game of Red Rover. Tyler had just been captured by the other team after unsuccessfully trying to break their chain. Most of the kids - and a few of the rowdier counselors - were yelling excitedly and bouncing around.

"Y/C/N! Daisy! Come join the game!" one of the girls from your cabin called.

"Yes! Please!" another chimed in.

You looked to Jenna, who simply shrugged. Together, you ran down the hill and joined opposite teams, just to keep things fair. Poppy happily offered up a spot next to her in the line.

"Whose turn is it?" you asked.

"Theirs," Poppy answered plainly.

The other team spent some time deciding who they would call over before Josh led the chant.

"Red Rover, Red Rover, send Y/C/N right over!"

You should have seen that one coming. After a bit of convincing to get Poppy to let go of your hand, you went running over to the other side and attempted to break through their link. Unfortunately for you, Josh was straight across from you, making your task nearly impossible. They eventually called it a fail and you joined the opposing team.

"Nice try," Josh smiled as he unlinked his hand so that you could take a place next to him.

"You're just too strong."

You linked your fingers with Josh's and tried not to move your hand around too much. After all, this was just a game. Still, it was hard to ignore the way he would give your hand a light squeeze every now and again.

The game went on for another twenty minutes until your team captured all the other team's members and emerged victorious. Josh went around, giving everyone high fives and congratulating them on the win. Eventually, he made his way over to you and pulled you into a sweaty hug.

"You may not have been on our team to begin with, but you were essential to our win," he laughed.

"Thanks, Spooky," you said, giving him a couple pats on the back.

You were about to start up a conversation with him when a couple girls from your cabin came running over, demanding your attention. Instead, you settled for a wave and followed them across the field.

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You stripped off your sweaty t-shirt from the day and pulled on your nice pajama shirt. All of the girls were sitting around the cabin, enjoying their downtime before lights out. Most of them were playing card games or telling stories and you were happy to finally have some time to rest after the long day.

"How much time until lights out?" you asked Jenna.

"About ten minutes."

"Good. I'm ready to pass out right now."

"Me too," she laughed. "It's been a long day."

"I know, and we're just over halfway through the week."

Poppy came running over to your bunk, practically throwing herself on top of you. You managed to catch her and avoid her completely landing on your stomach, but you still ended up with an elbow straight to the gut.

"How about we make a new rule about not jumping on counselors?" you wheezed.

"But that was so fun!" she squealed.

"Too bad. What do you need, Poppy?"

"I need help settling a debate."

"What's the debate?"

"Amy said that Vulture is her boyfriend, but obviously he's mine!"

"Is that so?" you asked, sharing a look with Jenna.

"Yes! And she's saying the she called dibs on him first, but I called dibs on the first day!"

"Well, have either of you actually talked to Vulture about him being your boyfriend?"

"Um... no."

"Then I don't think he's anybody's boyfriend."

Poppy leaned really close to you and cupped a hand around your ear before dramatically whispering, "Except for yours."

"Vulture isn't my boyfriend, but if he was, then you shouldn't be debating about him in the first place," you said, tickling her stomach.

Poppy squealed and went running back to her small group of friends. You looked to Jenna, who was shaking her head and smiling.

"Girls, make sure all your things are put away nicely! Lights out is in seven minutes."

"Ok, Daisy!" a few of them called back.

Four days down, three to go.