Finally, after three years of enduring high school you made it to senior year. And sadly, It was coming to an end. What better way to celebrate the closing of the year, with a senior field trip? And that’s exactly what the school did, a camping trip.

It was currently nightfall, the rustling of people going into their tents. And people whispering and giggling, while you were left alone in your tent.

Until, Micheal and his friends were being too loud and causing a ruckus. And that, Michael was assigned a different tent. Your tent. One of your main bullies, and reasons why you hated school.

“Don’t get any ideas, man. Stay on your side and I’ll stay on mind, got it?” Micheal hissed, a viable scowl on his face whilst he got ready for bed.

A few hours later, everyone died down. And it was quiet. Other than simple rustling and moving. It wasn’t until you woke up from someone holding you.

Micheal was wrapping his arms around your waist, a leg over yours as he nuzzled into the crook of your neck. While you tried to move away, he held you tighter.

“Stay..please..”

His voice whinny as he murmured into your ear.