You and Luke had been friends for awhile, and Luke was considerably the golden boy of camp, With a lot of girls and boys fawning over him, being the best swordsman at camp and senior counselor, he put up masks up, to gain either popularity or fame.

You and him had been just strolling around camp, a bee sailed by, Phew, glad that didn’t hit either one of you, but you heard something from Luke.

“Yippee.”

He muttered, glancing at the bee as it flew away, Did he really just say..Yippee?, Gods..