Hunter's POV

"Why were you so nervous, did you think I was going do something as silly as kiss you?" I ask her.

Her face scrunches up in distaste and if I wasn't confident of myself, my ego would have taken a strong hit. This girl really is bad for my ego; I mean girls go crazy to get a chance to be with me. Not trying to sound conceited or anything, I'm just stating facts.

"N-nnoo, definitely not". She stammers then hurriedly walks to her side of the tent and start unpacking absent mindedly.

Ughh, I have since given up trying to understand girls and I'm not about to start again so I settle back on my bed and drop my right hand over my eyes pretending to sleep.

I watch her unpack with the corner of my eyes and find myself mesmerized as she walks around her side of the tent arranging her things. I'm not blind, I've always considered Daisy pretty but right now, I find it damn near impossible to take my eyes off her. She's the most beautiful girl I've ever seen. Earlier, when she was on my bed, under me, it took all the will power I had - and it wasn't even that much to begin with - not to take her plump lips for a kiss. I'm dying to know how she tastes, would it be citrus like her scent that has been driving me crazy all day? Damn it! Why am I thinking about kissing Daisy?

Clearly, it's been too long since I've gotten laid. It's been two weeks. Two whole fucking weeks! I remember the reason why I haven't had time for any girl lately and I feel like throwing a lamp against a wall. For the past two weeks, my father has been pestering me to agree to an arranged marriage deal he's negotiating with the owner of a company he wants to merge with.

My father isn't a heartless business man that has no time for his children like the media portrays a lot of businessmen  but when he makes a decision that he thinks will be best for his chain of companies, nothing – not even 30 angels accompanied by 50 devils - can change his mind.

He tried to change my mind by saying we could eventually fall in love like he and my mother did and that we don't have to get married immediately but we have be engaged and wait till we both finish college and I take over the company before getting married.

Hell no, I'm only 18. Who does that to his child? I don't even know the girl in question, probably a spoiled brat with a knack for buying out a department store every time she goes shopping. This camp was a means of escape from everything, home, responsibility and even school. I push all worries to the back of my mind and slowly drift off to sleep.

It feels like I've just closed my eyes when I hear my friends' loud laughter outside the tent. "Get your ass out of that tent before I come in there and kick it for you. You've been asleep for four whole hours" Blake hollers. I groan and glare at the tent entrance, that guy couldn't be quiet even if his life depended on it.

I throw on a leather pant, a white t-shirt, and my jacket and look around the tent for Daisy but she was nowhere to be found. I shrug and go out to meet my friends.

I join my friends and notice Dean and Daisy afar off by the tree we sat under earlier sitting beside each other and talking. Daisy suddenly throws her head back and laughs. She never laughs like that with me, in fact I can't remember a time when she has ever smiled genuinely at me. I fight down the urge to snatch Daisy away and deck my best friend. Fuck it, what's wrong with me? Why would I ever wanna deck my best friend because of Daisy? I shake my head. I'm definitely finding a girl to be with tonight......

After eating dinner, a huge camp fire was made and everybody gathered there to hang out. My friends and I had made plans to hang out in a secluded part of the camp ground so we gather there. We start chatting about nothing in particular when we hear footsteps approaching.

"Must be the girls" Mark says.

"Oh, I forgot to tell you guys, I also invited Stephanie, Tiffany, Taylor and a couple other girls to hang out with us" Daniel adds sheepishly.

Taylor? Not Taylor again. I can't really tell Taylor to fuck off either because we had been friends during our childhood but when we entered high-school; the Taylor I knew vanished without a trace and became preppy Taylor with nothing in her head except air. I've hooked up with her a couple of times because damn it, I'm a guy and she's hot, but she has some sick notions about a fairy tale ending. Sometimes I wonder where the old nice and kind Taylor went.

Daisy and her friends appear around the corner and I go instantly sit up straight. She was wearing a red dress that ends mid thigh, low heels and minimal make up, but stood out among her friends. She looks around us sitting in a circle around our little camp fire and when her gaze lands on Dean, she smiles and moves to sit beside him. I let out an involuntary growl and Mark who was sitting beside me gave me a 'what the hell' look. I ignore him and focus on Dean that was sitting too close to Daisy in my opinion even though they were about a lot of inches apart. Her friends sit between the other guys.

Five minutes later, the other girls arrive and sit down. Taylor and Tiffany sit on both of my side. Stephanie sits beside Blake and sends Bloom - a friend of Daisy that was sitting on Blake's other side - a mean glare.

The other girls – Rain, Cassie and Ruby sit between Tyler and Daniel. I snatch a beer from the corner the beer carton was stacked. Our original plan was to get wasted tonight and it seems that plan was still holding because all the guys have already consumed at least two cans of beer.

"Let's play spin the bottle" Daniel says.

"We don't have a bottle" Tyler reminds him.

"Truth or dare then" he tries again and We all murmur our agreement.

"Blake, you go first, truth or dare?" Daniel asks.

"Dare" Blake answers confidently. Daniel smirks mischievously

"I dare you to twerk to a whole song from the beginning to the end" he says.

"Hell, no" Blake screeches like a girl. Daniel smirks harder making me worry for his mouth, has he never heard of face freeze?

"A dare is a dare". He says

Blake sighs and stands up, he points to Daniel "give me music, asshole". Daniel obliges and plays Nicki Minaj – Anaconda, Blake begins to twerk and we all fall into fits of laughter. I take out my phone from my pocket and begin to record Blake's twerking moment ignoring the cracked screen. I need to get a new phone once I return home.

This will be my blackmail ammunition against Blake for years to come.

After Blake finishes twerking, we continue to play truth or dare for a while and finally, Dean's turn came. "Truth or Dare?" Mark asks Dean.

"Dare" He answers.

Mark smirks at Dean "I dare you to kiss Daisy, tongue and all"

What?

Oh, Hell no.

Hunter's POV

Daisy jerks and her eyes widen in shock while Dean smirks and turns to Daisy who was as still as a statue. His eyes twinkle with amusement and maybe a hint of interest. It better not be!

I don't even know why I'm so agitated about this. It's just plain ol' annoying, infuriating, ego assassin, beautiful, smart, sexy.........Daisy. Here I go again.

I might not like daisy but I know I'm uncomfortable with this dare so it isn't gonna happen. I'll make sure of it.

Meanwhile, Dean cups Daisy's face and smiles at her but she doesn't smile back since she was still frozen. I try to catch Mark's eyes and when he finally looks at me, I mouth "change the dare, you owe me" to him. He really does owe me; I saved his ass last week.

If Mark was surprised by my request, he didn't show it. He quickly remedies the situation.

"Dean wait, I have an even better dare for you" He says stopping Dean whose face was about 3 inches apart from Daisy's. Daisy face turns into one of disappointment.

Dean pulls away from Daisy and stare quizzically at Mark. "Bring it on, I'm not afraid of anything" He says.

"Umm.....let's see" Mark says while trying to think of a new dare. "I dare you to sneak into Mr. Fiddles' tent and steal one of his..." Mark shudders in horror "......boxers" he completes. "And hang it on that tree by the cleared space" he hastily adds.

Dean smirks, stands up and walks in the direction of Mr. Fiddles' tent. I've got to give it to him though, he didn't hesitate to follow the dare .We wait for a while and continue playing the game and 10 minutes later, Dean reappears.

"All done" he says obviously delighted with himself. I can't wait to see Mr. Fiddles' reaction tomorrow.

Dean settles back down and asks Daisy "so, truth or dare?"

"Truth" she answers.

"Awww, you're no fun" Dean teases her.

"Okay, do you have anyone you're currently seeing" He asks her.

Why on earth would he ask her that? What's it to him? But I also want to know the answer to that question so I stare waiting for her answer.

She blushes, actually blushes!

"No, I don't" she answers shaking her head. I relax my shoulders that I didn't realize were tense before.

"Cool" dean says casually.

"Truth or Dare" She asks Chloe.

"Dare" Chloe answers instantly.

"I dare you to.....................................

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Daisy's POV

5 hours later, everybody was pretty wasted except me. We decided to call it a day and go back to our tents. I notice Bloom's gaze following Blake who was holding Stephanie by the waist and leading her to his tent. I lay a comforting hand on her shoulder and she turns and gives me a sad drunken smile. I walk my friends to their tent to make sure any douche wouldn't be able to take advantage of them in their drunken stupor.

After tucking them in, I walk back to my tent. I enter the tent and immediately turn on the battery operated lamp to get rid of the darkness because I'm terribly scared of darkness. Childish to you maybe, but it's a phobia to me. Darkness always brings back memories I've buried long ago.

Snap out of it, Daisy.

I shake my head to clear my thoughts.

With the faint glow of the lamp, I notice Hunter sprawled on his bed with one leg hanging off.

I scoff, typical.

I go to the side of his bed and wave one hand in front of his face to make sure he was asleep. He doesn't stir so I take it as an affirmative. I return to my side of the tent to prepare for bed. I take off my dress leaving me only in my underwear and put on the camisole I always wore to bed. I then unhook and remove my bra from under the camisole

Finally lying in bed, waiting for sleep to consume me; all events of the day come crashing into my head. It was indeed a very long day. My thoughts go back to that moment Dean was about to kiss me and I berate myself for wishing it was another boy -a boy with blond hair and hazel eyes and the ability to annoy me to the end of the earth- who was in Dean's place.

Slowly, I start to drift off to sleep when the lamp suddenly goes off. I start to panic. "Hunter" I call out.

"What?" He responds, his voice groggy from the little sleep he got.

"Turn on the lamp" I tell him.

"I can't sleep with it on". He says.

Sweat breaks out on my skin in fear. "Please" I plead.

"No" he answers.

I start to shake in terror, memories come crashing in my head and I start to hyperventilate.

"Daisy!" someone says but I'm lost in my own head. Horrible memories of the past Starr filling my head. "Daisy!" the person calls again. "Daisy!" the person calls out to me while shaking me. I snap out of it to see Hunter squatting beside my bed, his hands on my shoulders probably from shaking me and trying to snap me out of my own head.

"What's wrong?" he asks. I stare at him blankly.

His eyes widen in realization. "You are scared of the dark" He states and I nod.

"I'm so sorry. I didn't know" he says looking genuinely sorry. "I'll leave the lamp on for you" he says while at the same time turning on the lamp.

He returns to his bed and I watch him as he lies down and turn to face me. We stare at each other until I finally drift off to sleep.

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Light hits my face and I wake up from my dreamless but nonetheless peaceful sleep. I sit up and run a hand through my blonde hair to tame it a little. My gaze moves to Hunter's bed to see that he was no longer in it, in fact he wasn't even in the tent. I stand up and make to get ready for the day. I gather my toiletries and clothes and go to the pink trailer parked in the cleared space of the camping ground. The blue trailer was on the opposite side of the camping ground. The trailers were our bathrooms for the camping trip.

As you've already guessed, the pink one was for the girls while the blue was for the boys. After taking my bath and dressing up, I apply make-up. Just as I begin brushing my hair, memories of last night rear up and I smile at Hunter's actions. He was really considerate last night, sweet even.

Even though he said he couldn't sleep with the lights on, he still left them on for me. I wonder if I had been wrong about him all along. Who knows?

Daisy's POV

I exit the trailer and start to walk in the direction of the tent when I spot Chloe and Bloom watching something on their phone and giggling afar off and I turn to move in their direction instead.

"Hey, what are you cork screws up to?" I say hugging them both.

They start to giggle again and my curiosity starts to pique. "It's" giggle "just so" laughs "funny" Chloe manages to cackle out between her laughs.

"What's funny?" I say giggling even though I don't know what they were laughing about but Chloe's laugh was just so infectious.

"This" Bloom answers shoving the phone they were staring at earlier in my face.

I notice a paused video and I restart it. It was a video starring Mr. Fiddles when he gathered the students in the cleared space to give them their assignment for the camp. Clearly, I overslept.

Mr. Fiddles back was facing the tree that his boxer was hung but he was completely unaware of it.

"Your project assignment is to find a medicinal plant, study it, recognize it, state its uses and the product it can be made into". Mr. Fiddles bellows trying to fall into the role of authority since he was the teacher in charge.

He continues to order them what he wants done and the consequences of not completing the project by the end of the week when Mark suddenly speaks up.

"Uhmm................you've got a little something there" he says pointing to the boxer gloriously hanging on the tree branch.

Mr. Fiddles face reddens in recognition but he quickly covers it up. "Who is the shameless rascal that decided to turn his underwear into a flag?" he asks obviously trying to not show it was his.

"I believe it might be yours" Dean points out in the video and I take a little moment to sigh at his perfectness.

"Why would that horrible thing belong to me" Mr. Fiddles asks feigning disgust.

"Because it has your name on it" Dean says walking towards the boxers and lifting it up to reveal the boxer's band that clearly says in bold written letters. 'To FIDDLES MY BABY, HAPPY BIRTHDAY. LOVE, MAMA '

Mr. Fiddles face turns into the color of a fire truck as he snatches his property from a smirking Dean and tucks it in his pocket. He glares at all the students present in the cleared space and storms off.

He had always reminded me of Mr. Crocker in Fairy Odd Parents. I'm just saying.

The video finishes after the 4 minutes, 20 seconds it lasted and I burst into laughter.

"That was hilarious!" I croak out still laughing.

"I know right? I mean did you........" Bloom pauses trying to breath between her laughter "...see his face?" she finishes. I try to stop laughing but the harder I try the more it increases.

"What's so funny?" A deep voice whispers in my ear and a sense of déjà' vu washes over me. I turn and see Hunter standing beside me, his hands in his pockets looking completely relaxed.

I hadn't thought everything that happened last night through yet so I don't know how to act around him. His friends approach us from the opposite side Hunter came from.

"You look like death" is the first thing Dean says to Hunter when they finally reach where we were standing.

I look up at him and see nothing different from his usually perfect face.

"I feel like death, I didn't sleep a wink last night thanks to someone" he replies while staring me in the eye as if to say 'that's right, it's your fault'.

Everyone turns to give me questioning looks but I ignore them.

"We should get started on our project" Bloom says to Chloe probably trying to avoid seeing Blake any longer.

Chloe easily picks up the hidden message and they both say their 'see you later' and walk off to God knows where. The guys also go to find their own partners leaving only me and Hunter.

"So........" I trail off not knowing what to say to him. "Let's go get started" I finally say.

He nods and starts walking in the direction of the river prompting me to follow him.

"I have an idea of what plant we can work on, it's called a sage plant" He says. "I noticed some growing by the river earlier" He adds.

He continues to talk not once mentioning what happened last night. And even though I don't want to talk about it especially with Hunter, I know I should say thanks.

"Hey, Hunter" I call out to him drawing his attention to me.

"Thanks for last night" I say awkwardly. If anyone had ever told me I'd be saying thank you to Hunter one day, I would have laughed in that person's face and called him/her crazy.

He smirks and raises an eyebrow "There's no need to thank me, consider what I did as a reward for the strip tease you gave me when you were preparing for bed last night". He says then continues to walk away.

My jaw drops open, literally.

I thought he was asleep! That jerk!!

All mushy feelings -that Hunter might actually be a nice guy- that I'd developed overnight vanishes like smoke and I feel like strangling him. Now this was what I was used to.

I run and finally catch up with him by the river and see him bending while picking up pebbles to throw in the river.

It's revenge time.

I try my best to sneak up on him. You'd think I would have learned my lesson since the last time I tried it didn't work out so well for me but I obviously didn't.

I get close enough to push him in the river and pull back my hand ready to push him in. As if he has a Daisy radar, he turns to face me just as I push him making him catch my wrist trying to maintain balance. But since I weighed nothing compared to him, we both go tumbling in the water.

Damn it! Another failed attempt at revenge.

I fall on top of him and his hands wrap around my waist making me feel as if I was in some kind of romance novel. Only if this was a romance novel, it would be a tragedy in which the girl ends up killing the boy.

I groan as I feel water seeping in my clothes. "I hate you" I say glaring at him.

He doesn't answer and look at his face to see him smirking. "What's so funny?" I snap.

"You look like a little kitten when angry" he answers still not letting go of his hold on me.

"Let me go" I puff out angrily.

Thankfully, he obliges and I stand up and walk to the river bank; water dripping from my clothes. Hunter follows and takes off his shirt and I find my eyes automatically moving down his chest. There's only one world for it; WOW!

"Take a picture, hippo, it lasts longer" Hunter says cockily.

Hippo?

"Who's Hippo?" I ask him.

He gives me a 'duh' look "Have you forgotten the tip toeing incident?" he asks.

I remember my first failed revenge plan yesterday and my face heats up. But seriously, Hippo? That's the most uncute nickname of all uncute nicknames, not that I want a cute nickname from Hunter or anything.

I ignore him and take off my jacket while making my way back to the tent. I hear his loud chuckle as I continue to walk away.

When I was about 100 meters to the tent, I start hearing whimpers and the little bush beside the path starts to rumble. I know I should probably run but curiosity killed the cat, right?

I take slow cautious steps towards the bush and pick up a tiny stick since it was the best I could get at that moment to ward off any potential danger.

"I've got a stick and I'm not afraid to use it" I say trying to scare off whatever it was that was in the bush. Something suddenly jumps out and I throw away the stick and start to run like hell was after me.

As I continue to run, I hear a tiny bark and turn back to see a tiny Cavalier King Charles Spaniel dog staring at me with pleading eyes.

What's a puppy doing here all alone? Is it lost? Is his owner around here somewhere? I rule out the last question because the school had rented out the entire camping area for the week.

The dog walks up to me and licks my toes that were exposed from the sandal I wore. I think it stole my heart that moment but I can't keep it. What if Hunter the spawn of the devil sees it? I can't even imagine that scenario.

"Shoo, go back to your owner" I say waving my hand to make it go away.

It whimpers again as if it understood what I said.

I sigh, "You don't understand, it's not you, it's me" I try again.

I can't believe I'm actually speaking to a dog as if I'm breaking up with it. Could this morning get any crazier?

It continues to stare at me and I sigh, giving up and scoop it into my arms. It licks my face happily and gives me a look filled with adoration.

I take it into the tent and quickly go outside to check if the coast is clear. I return back inside and see the puppy giving me an innocent look.

"What did you do?" I ask giving it a suspicious look.

I look around the tent to check if anything was out of place when I see something brown on Hunter's bed.

It better not be what I think it is!

I move closer to inspect it to see poop coiled like an icing on a cake decorating Hunter's bed.

Oh my God!