Camp Closeted

Chapter 4: Array of Ken Dolls

Be normal Micah. Don't be weird. Just stay cal-oh fuck my life.

My heart dropped the second I walked into the camp check in lobby. I felt like I was about to pass out!

I'm actually not ready for this camp, at all.

I unconsciously dropped one of my bags, my surroundings rapidly caving in as I looked around the

huge array of ken dolls before my very eyes.

This is not okay! How the hell is it even possible to have this many Calvin Klein models in a single

room!

Please don't nosebleed please don't nosebleed.

I awkwardly gathered myself as I walked towards the desk that had a woman sitting behind it, trying to

ignore some of the eyes looking at me from the seats.

Why did no one tell me most of these boys were going to look like actual angels? I could've at least

tried not to look like a washed up rat today.

I swear I wish a single guy here looked average like me, but everyone stood out.

The lobby was insanely silent, the silence only being broken by me talking to the lady behind the desk.

"Welcome to Camp Closeted, what's your name?" She cheered as I felt myself begin to sweat.

Hot people make me so nervous for some reason and knowing all them are behind me isn't making it

feel any better.

"Micah Vallenti." My voice came out softer as usual.

"Ah, here you are!" She spoke to her computer then looking at me. "Welcome to Camp Closeted! Just

sit over there and the camp counselor will come and introduce you around the camp. Hope you have a

great stay here!" She then politely gestured towards the seats behind me.

The second I turned around I could've sworn my spirit left my body. "Just don't look at them and you'll

be okay, breathe!" I whispered to myself as I sat to the nearest empty seat.

Since all the seats were mostly filled I had to sit in between of two of the most gorgeously handsome

guys I've ever seen in my life. Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

I looked down, avoiding all chances of eye contact. Both of their colognes mixed together, greeting my

nose with such a spicy yet sweet scent.

This is too much to handle.

"You're sweating." A charmingly smooth voice spoke from my right, immediately making my whole body

frozen.

Oh god human interaction! "M-me?" My eyes widened at him like a freak as I stuttered.

"Yea you. Are you okay?" He slightly chuckled.

This boy was heaven sent. His eyes were deep crystal blue, his skin was snowy white, and his slightly

reddened cheeks went well with his black cloudy hair that looked so soft and attractively messy. "I-I'm

fine, it's just hot in here I guess."

"Should I leave then?" He teased, slightly making me widen my mouth. "I'm just fucking around with

you dude. My name's Jesse." He stuck out his hand for me to shake it.

His grip was strong yet mine was weak, only embarrassing myself further. "I-I'm Micah."

"Cute name." He spoke again, his voice sending waves of actual pleasure run through my ears. "First

Micah I've ever met." He nodded.

"Thanks." I managed to throw him a small smile, trying to subtly wipe my sweat away.

I knew I looked tense sitting next to him. He was sitting back on the chair without any care while I was

sitting up, awkwardly tapping the floor with my feet.

"You're new huh?" A voice from my left spoke, without a doubt catching me off guard. "Also don't talk to

Jesse, he's the biggest fuck boy ever." I couldn't help but widen my eyes in shock at the person that

was talking.

Jesse turned towards the guy to my left with a smirk. "Trevor shut up."

"I'm Trevor." He smiled at me as I tried to smile back. "I can tell you're nervous. You shouldn't be

nervous at all. I remember being just like you and being so overwhelmed, but you learn to get used to

it." What he said didn't help since they still made me pretty tense.

Jesse's voice got deeper as he whispered next to me, his shoulders brushing up against mine. "What

brings you here anyway?" He casually asked.

I sighed before answering. "W-well I got outed at school and so here I am scared to face the attention

for it." I shyly shrugged.

Trevor quietly gasped. "Wait did you go to Amphitrite?"

I nodded my head in response.

"Were you the guy that Brandon exposed?"

I nodded again but this time a lot slower and with my eyes closed.

"Holy crap, what an asshole." Trevor quietly let out, having a saddened tone in his voice. "I'm really

sorry."

Just before Trevor could've continued, another voice had already caught all of our attention.

"Hello campers! Sorry for making all of you wait!" A small petite woman spoke out, fixing her clipboard

and putting her glasses closer to her eyes. "Most of you already know me, for those who don't, I am

your camp counselor Veronica Leigh! Welcome to the camp if your new, we're so excited to have you

here! So go ahead and grab your things guys and come follow me." She cheered.

I took a deep breath, trying to collect my thoughts and my stuff.

I am officially not ready for this camp.