Disventure Camp Nick Novels & Stories

I turn back to the teacher and nod, then he moves on from me. Once we leave the class, I whisper to Cole, “Why’d you say not to say anything?” He puckers his lips. “Vera’s family owns part of this camp. The only thing telling would do is put a bigger target on your back, or get you kicked out.” My mouth widens in shock, great. I just made enemies with someone who could easily kick me out and send me back to Heath.

By the time I open my eyes, the sun has gone down behind the trees, making the sky an impeccable orange color while the ground is shadowed with a blue hue. “Hey, babes! Want some dinner? The guys are putting together a fire,” Kehlani invites me. I nod, remembering I haven’t eaten since the restaurant earlier today. She helps me up by grabbing my hand. Her is about the same size as mine but a little more bony as she’s a little thinner than me. We walk over to the middle of camp to find wood being piled on top of each other and Jayce sitting on the ground placing small flammable bits in between the wood so when it’s lit it stays on fire.

A slow, cocky grin spread across his face, and I swear, my panties dampened on the spot. Who knew summer camp could turn into a thirst trap? I'd signed up for this urban escape, billed as a 'contemporary wilderness retreat' for young adults looking to unplug in the woods just outside the city. No cabins with Wi-Fi, just tents, hikes, and forced team-building. But seeing Justin? That made every mosquito bite worth it. He sauntered over after the s'mores, his broad shoulders filling out that faded camp tee, jeans hugging his thighs in a way that made my mouth water.

The Story of Nikki and Travis Every year at the end of the school year, a bunch of my brother's friends and mine gather together and go camping. It's a small private camp site, with about ten huge cabins with 5 to about 10 bedrooms per cabin. We always booked the largest one with time thanks to dad who is close friends with the owner. We finally had our last day of school yesterday. So! Here we are, 7 in the morning finishing up loading the cars to take off. My brother is a year older than me. He will be off to his senior year of college and I will be starting my junior year.

Brianna reached for the cup of tea. She did not drink, but she stared at it, tracing the lid with her index finger like she was asking her reflection on it of what to say. While Brianna was quiet, Jack was busily digging every information along with everyone in the IT team, checking the authenticity and deepening the detail of everything they heard from Sam and told Brianna everything they had found. "The camp under Charles Anderson's operation was one of the camps Sam had mentioned. Charles Anderson or Lawrence Duncan is an ex-Marine under Clayton, appointed to manage and supervise a training facility, but instead of an army, they raised mercenaries," Jack reported.

You can clear your head plus it will be fun" Sage a bit relieved bought the idea of going with them, She sneakily headed back to her hotel room and packed her stuff. On their way, Alex drove taking turns with Jack using GPS but still, they got lost along the way They met a hitchhiker Conrad, who led them to camp Rainier. Conrad is a friendly guy with a knack for tall tales. He regaled them with stories of his own camp experiences and claimed to have seen strange lights in the night sky over Camp Rainier. They chuckled, thinking he was just another campfire storyteller. Finally reaching Camp Rainier, they were greeted by an eccentric camp director named Mr. Brown, who welcomed them with a cry

The next day, the Miller family mansion was once again filled with a pleasant kind of bustle. The moment Josh, Grace, and Eli returned home from school, the camping trip that weekend immediately became the main topic of discussion again. They had not even taken their school bags to their rooms before Grace was already sitting in the family room with a small notebook in her hands. “I need to bring a flashlight.” Grace wrote something down with utmost seriousness. “And Bunny Pillow.” “What purpose does Bunny Pillow serve on a camping trip?” Josh asked as he opened a can of soda.

We arrived at the camp at noon and there were many people unlike how it should be during fall season but of course they were mostly youths and teens as Katherine has told me that the camp director made sure that the age grade was between 18 to 32 years old. "Welcome to camp, a place full of supernatural folks; Mean people who won't think twice before freaking you out. Don't worry I'm only kidding," Kelvin smirked immediately he saw my uncertain stare as he turned around then pushed the cabin door open. It was only a room but it was already in order since they had cleaned it up before my arrival. It lacked colour and there was nothing fancy except for two beds towards the right end, three woo

Camelia said, standing in front of Cameron and I “The camps and I never get along,” I said as we continued our way "Really, why is this?" Cameron asked I stuttered a little as I recalled my disgusting memories of the camp, when I was ten years old, the room I slept in was burnt down by idiots, and when I was twelve I was standing on a cliff and I fell from a height of 15 meters and it was the curse that pushed me, and you don't even wonder how I am on Alive now because I can't tell you, my God I hate camps so much.... 14

All he wanted is to prove something to them. ■■■ Nick lived hunting for his food. He lived in a small abandoned shack at the middle of the forest. He's like a mountain guy who lives alone like an old abandoned man but the difference is... he has a goal. The shack he found when he left the farm has an almost rotten bed but he tried his best to fix it with blankets that can still be useful from the garbage. There's a small wooden table. A little chimney but the frame looks like it's eaten by the old age. The roof is still whole and the walls are thick. The shack is not bad at all.