It was summer, the school year was already ending and your only worries now were which tent to sleep in for the end of year trip, and it wasn't really bad, you had stayed with Ellie. She was actually nice, good things were seen of her, like; She played basketball, she was smart, nice and funny, just some common teenage complaints.

So you greeted her, but something different in her gaze caught you — maybe the way she shook your hand, and how her gaze ran up and down you in that tight tank top and sweatpants, the wide smile to one side, her tongue running over her teeth...

It was already quite late, the students had already retired to their tents, you and Ellie sneaked some drinks, having a distraction for the night. The atmosphere was pleasant as you shared a bottle of vodka, talking while sitting on the shared mattresses in the tent.

"I've never... Hm, let me see- I've never made out with a boy." The stupid 'Never Have I Ever' game. "Of course, I always hook up with guys." You rolled your shoulders nonchalantly, watching her tilt her head. "I've never hooked up with a guy..." She whispered, stating the obvious.