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10 | I'm Batman

I opened the door of my cabin, and sneaked in quietly. My head was spinning, and I couldn’t think straight. I wanted to just go to sleep.

“Hey there,” Shannon mumbled sleepily, sitting up in her bed to get a better view, “Have you calmed down a little?”

I smiled crookedly, “Just a little.” I whispered. I went over to her bed, and sat on it, hugging myself.

“What’s up? Are you okay? Stella got kicked out of TIU, if that’s what you’re wondering.” Shannon said, a worried expression clouded over her face.

“Josh kissed me.” I blurted out. I stared at the opposite wall, waiting for her reaction.

“Did you.. Kiss him back?”

“Yeah… But, gah. I don’t know!”

“Don’t know what exactly? Do you not like him?” Shannon snapped. I glanced up at her, to see an angry look on her face. I frowned. “Why are you so mad?”

“He’s an amazing guy, May. It’s not a hard question!” She replied, with gritted teeth.

“Yes it is. I like him, I just don’t know if I like him, like that.”

Shannon scoffed at my answer and it finally dawned on me. “Wait… You, like him? Don’t you.”

Shannon didn’t reply for a moment. “Isn’t it obvious? He’s perfect. He’s funny, kind, caring. He’s fun to be around. I’ve been crushing on him for years, but he doesn’t get the picture! Then you come, and he’s so infatuated over you-“

“Shannon, I swear I didn’t-“

“But who can blame him? You’re every boy’s dream girl. You’re like, the… The Chase of girls!”

“I’m not everybody’s dream-” I paused. “Woah woah, you did not just say the ‘Chase of girls’? Dude, ew what even is that?”

“Oh come on May, you’re basically Chase in a girl form.”

“I am not!”

“Yes you are. You’re the kind of person that takes no shit, is as sarcastic as fuck, who can flirt their way out of anything or by using their charm, and who has all the guys gaga for them!”

I have a charm? Nice!

“Are you saying Chase is gay?”

“Urgh! You’re insufferable!”

“I’m insufferable? Come on Shannon! I’m sorry he kissed me, I don’t even like him that much. And I’ll tell him that for you!”

“So you’ll break his heart? Another quality you and Chase share.”

I growled in frustration. “I’m a no one. I’ve only ever kissed two guys before. Two! And at the age of sixteen, and the place I’m from, well that it basically impossible!” I cried. “I’m the weirdo who all the guys try to avoid. I’m nothing compared to you Shannon.”

“Yet you’re everything I want to be.” She whispered. “I’m going to spend the night at Jessica’s.”

I watch as she grabs her shoes and handbag, and storms out of our cabin. She slammed the door behind, shaking the whole cabin.

I waited until I was sure she was gone, before I lay back on her bed, and let the tears go. I wasn’t crying because I was upset. I never cry because of that. I was angry. I couldn’t believe that she actually felt like that.

She had compared me to Chase. Crazy ass bitch..

I woke up the next day with a headache.

“Urgh.” I grumbled. I clambered out of my bed and checked the time. It was eleven o’clock.

I finally got a lie in. Yet instead of feeling happy about it, I was pissed that no one had woken me up.

I quickly got changed into a pair of harlem baggy pants, and a white laced top. I braided my hair, and grabbed my ipod from the table.

Going to breakfast wouldn’t have been ideal. I would have to talk to Josh, avoid Shannon and see Jessica’s smug face.

It had been so long since I had gone for a run. I decided to go into the woods. I pulled on my runners, and sprinted out of the cabin.

I paced myself, and ran through the dance square to woods, at least I could avoid any people that way.

I kept running, breathing in deeply as I did so. Running in the woods was a lot more difficult than I had been expecting.

There were a lot of trees to dodge, stumps to jump and branches to avoid.

I swear I did not fall over. No. Pfft. I didn’t fall over some stupid rock that was buried underneath leaves and scratch my hand which didn’t hurt like a bitch afterwards…

That’s just ridiculous…

I slowed myself down, when I felt the ground underneath my feet go hard. I glanced down to see that I had actually reached a path. I followed it curiously, until I reached a small clearing. There was a small tree trunk lying down, like a seat, and some small tree stumps. It was pretty. It looked like someone had set this up, yet years ago due to the ivy over the stumps.

I sat down on one of the stumps, which was surprisingly comfortable.

Alone time.

“May? What the hell are you doing here?”

Or not.

I glowered at Chase, who was staring at me, bewildered. “What does it look like?” I snapped.

“Waiting for me?”

I scoffed. “Hardly.”

Chase narrowed his eyes, and he bounced over to sit beside me. “What crawled up your ass?” He smiled.

I didn’t reply.

“Hey!” He poked my side. “I don’t like this silence. It’s uncomfortable.”

“Yeah well, you always make me uncomfortable.” I replied easily.

He chuckled. “That’s better… So, how are you?”

“I’m fine.”

“I didn’t ask how you looked!” He winked.

He did not just try and… Ew. “That was terrible.” I deadpanned.

He snorted and bumped my shoulder. “I’ve a lot more up my sleeve.”

“Oh yeah?”

“Sure. You won’t be able to resist my charm for much longer.”

I laughed at this. “Go for it.” I pulled knees up to my chest, and wrapped my arms around me.

“Apart from being sexy, what do you do for a living?” He smirked.

“Being a full time bitch.” I replied with a wink.

“Okay, okay. Smoking is bad for your health, and baby. You’re killing me!”

“Can I kill you a little faster?”

“Ouch. That almost hurt my ego.” He replied, with feigned hurt.

I chuckled, “Lot’s of ego’s are being hurt lately.”

“You just deadened the mood again. Care to explain why you’re interrupting my amazing pick up lines?” Chase asked, “Because something’s obviously wrong, these always pick up girls moods.”

“By picking up, do you mean by making them laugh themselves shitless?” I mused.

“I meant by flattering them, but that could work.” He shrugged, scooting closer. “Explain.”

I groaned. “Someone kissed me.”

Chase nodded, “Okay did you kiss them back?”

“A little.”

Chase narrowed his eyes at me. “Who?” He demanded.

“It doesn’t matter. But my room-mate has a crush on him, and I didn’t know. So I’m now the worst person in the world.”

“So you kissed Josh?” Chase stated, displeased.

“How did you know!”

“Everyone know’s that Shannon likes Josh!”

“Great. So I am a bad person.”

Chase rolled his eyes at me. “You aren’t a bad person. You’re just new. You didn’t know.”

I rubbed my eyes in frustration.

“You can do better that Josh anyway.” He murmured.

I shot him a weird look, before sighing. “Just stop talking about it.”

“Okay. Well, I’m not a photographer or anything, but I can picture you with me.” He shot me a grin, which I returned.

“Well, uh, I’m not a painter or anything.” I mocked his drawl, “But I can paint you out of that picture.”

“I thought happiness started with a ‘H’. Mine starts with ‘U’.”

“That’s because you’re illiterate.”

“If I could rearrange the alphabet, I would put ‘U’ and ‘I’ together.”

“Did you know ‘T’ and ‘U’ are together for a reason? They stand for ‘that’s unfortunate’.” I shot him a smirk, and he looked thoughtful for a second.

“If I were a cat. I’d spend all nine lives with you.” He said, wiggling his eyebrows.

I shot him a dead look. Was that the best he could do?

“I hate cats. I’d run you over nine times.” I replied, pulling a face.

“If you were a booger. I’d pick you first.” He laughed.

“Ew!” I smack him across the head, as he chuckled to himself. “That actually worked once.” He murmured, thinking back to the time.

“I bet she was charming.” I mused.

“She was good in bed.” He stated.


He shrugged. “At least I admit it.”

I nodded in agreement, honesty was the best policy. I tucked a strand of loose hair behind my hair, and stared at Chase curiously.

“So. Delivery boy, where exactly are you from?”

“Well I say earth, but people don’t believe me. They think I look out of this world.” He replied casually. I raised an eyebrow at his cockiness.

“Okay, okay. I live a few towns away from you. And I only worked as a delivery guy for punishment.” He slid off the tree we were sitting on, and sat cross legged in front of me.

“What did you do?” I pressed with a cheeky grin.

“I called my stepmother a stuck up drag queen.” He replied, with a smirk. I pissed myself laughing at this. “Drag queen?” I choked out, “Where did that come from?”

“Well she has these huge man hands! And then she dresses like a slut.” He chuckled.

“Bet your dad wasn’t happy.”

“He was a little bit pissed. But, I did get payed so it’s okay. I worked for grandad and he’s laid back.”

I chuckled quietly. “Aren’t you going to ask me where my Mom is?” He asked.

I shrugged with a sly smile, “I wasn’t, but now that you mention it…”

“She died when I was ten,” He explained, “but it’s no big deal.”

“It’s a pretty big deal Chase, but you don’t have to talk about it.”

“I don’t need saving, or anything like that.” He grumbled under his breath. I patted his head mockingly, “If you did need saving, it wouldn’t be from me anyway.”

Chase’s mouth twitched slightly. “So how about you? Any sob stories to tell me, now that we’re being all emotional and stuff?”

“Hmm, my parents suck. My choice in people usually suck. That’s basically my life story.” I shrugged.

“No boyfriends?”

“Nah. Snotty rich boys aren’t my type.”

“You’re single. I’m single. Coincidence? I think not.” Chase mused, reusing the pick up line he had when we first met. I snorted with laughter.

“Correction. I’m single. You’re a manwhore.” I chuckled.

“Oh details, details.” Chase waved my comment away. “Stop acting like you’re not in love with me already.”

I frowned at this comment. Perhaps Chase and I are more alike than I thought.

“You’ll have to do more than that to impress me, sire.”

“Well… I’m not trying to impress you or anything. But I’m Batman.” He whispered dramatically.

I burst into fits of giggles. Chase watched with an amused smirk on his face, as I rolled around laughing.

“Batman always works.” He mused.

I continued to chuckle, as I punched his arm lightly. “Thanks.” I muttered awkwardly after I had finished my laughing fit.

“You’re welcome. For what though?” He replied.

“Keeping my mind off things…” I murmured.

“Of course. My job is to help damsel’s in distress, after all.”

“Please. I am no damsel or am I in distress.”

“Keep telling yourself that June.”

“I will Batman.”

He chuckled lightly, and I stood up to leave. “No matter how much I love talking to you. And I do, I love it. But I have singing lessons.

“I thought Sunday was your day to relax?” He scowled.

“Usually, but we missed the lesson on Wednesday, the teacher was sick, so it’s catch up time.”

I began to walk back to the camp, when I heard him call after me.”Hey! You dropped something back there!”


“This conversation. Let’s pick it up again tonight.”

I shook my head in amusement, “I would, but I gave away my phone.” I shouted back.

“Who gives away their phone?” He cried.

I snickered to myself as I ran back to the camp.

“Where were you at breakfast?” Shane asked, as we headed to our class.

“I went for a jog, needed to clear my head.” I responded automatically. I had it rehearsed in my head, so that people wouldn’t jump to conclusions if I told them about Chase.

We were walking to our singing lesson. I had taken the time to fill Shane in on the events that had occurred. Fortunately, Shane was one of the most understanding people in existence.

He wrapped his arm around my shoulder. “You didn’t fall over and make your head worse, did you?” He teased, “Because no offence but you’re one of the clumsiest people I have ever met.”

I scowled and punched him in the gut. “I am not clumsy.” I stated firmly.

Shane nodded mockingly at me. He was in one of his moods, where you would never win an argument with him.

We reached the cabin in which we would have our singing lessons in. I basically sprinted to the corner of the room, and sat down. Making sure everyone knew that this was my corner.

“It’s okay everyone. She was being a bold girl so I sent her to the corner.” Shane called out to the confused people, as he walked over to join me. I watched as Shannon entered with Jessica, closely followed by Josh and Max.

Josh glanced over to me, and I looked away quickly.

Yes May. I chided myself, Make things more complicated and cliche for yourself, you cringe worthy fool!

I knew that Josh was going to be upset after I looked away, but seriously! What was I supposed to do? Run to him, with my arms open in slow motion, like in those movies?

“You okay?” Shane whispered. I nodded, and was about to reply. But I was interrupted by a shout.

“You need to watch where you’re going!” It was James, (AKA Jessica’s minion, the beast, and the guy who really doesn’t like me).

“Chill man.” Max grumbled, “It’s not my fault you just got dumped. Jealousy is a shitty trait.”

I raised an eyebrow at this, and looked at Shane expectantly. “His girlfriend dumped James, because she liked Max.” He murmured.

I let out an unattractive snort. What? It’s not like I’m a nice person? He hates me anyway.

“Please! Like I’d be jealous of an African dog like you.” James snarled.

My mouth fell open. I narrowed my eyes at James, I began to stand up. If there was one thing I hated more than cliche insults, it was racist insults. Shane grabbed my arm. “Calm down,” He soothed. “You can’t get in another fight.”

Josh didn’t seem to agree, because he jumped on top of James before anyone could stop him.

I grabbed my guitar from beside Shane, and strained my memory to remember the notes to the song.

I licked my lips, ready to play, when I spotted Shannon watching me curiously. I sent her a pleading glance.

I played the first few notes so that she knows what song I was thinking off.

Shane put his arm on my shoulder, letting me know that he was in the plan too.

I skipped up towards the fight, and stood between Josh and James. If Josh got caught fighting he’d be kicked out. I turned towards James and smiled.

“Oooeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeehh!” I heard Shane call, laughing as he did so.

Everyone stopped and stared at him, as he shrugged. “I always wanted to do that.” He muttered.

I began playing my guitar, staring James’s straight in the eye.

“You’re a good soldier,
Choosing your battles.
Pick yourself up, and dust yourself off,
Get back in the saddle.” I sang.

“You’re on the front line,
Everyone’s watching,
You know it’s serious,
We’re getting closer,
This isn’t over.” Shannon joined in, coming up to stand beside me.

“The pressure’s on,
You feel it.
But you got it all,
Believe it.” We sang softly together.

“When you fall get up, oh oh.
If you fall get up, eh eh.
Tsamina mina zangalewa
’Cause this is Africa!”
Everyone in the room sang, apart from Jessica and James. I watched as James began to blush a bright red.

“Tsamina mina, eh eh.
Waka waka, eh eh.
Tsamina mina zangalewa,
This time for Africa”

I turned to Max, who was grinning like crazy.

“Listen to your God.
This is our motto,
Your time to shine,
Don’t wait in line,
Y vamos por todo.

People are raising,
Their expectations,
Go on and feed them,
This is your moment,
No hesitation!” I winked at him, and laughed.

“Today‘s your day,
I feel it.
You paved the way,
Believe it.” He sang back.

“If you get down get up, oh oh
When you get down get up, eh eh
Tsamina mina zangalewa
This time for Africa!
The class sang.

“Tsamina mina, eh eh,
Waka waka, eh eh,
Tsamina mina zangalewa.
Anawa a a,
Tsamina mina, eh eh,
Waka waka, eh eh.
Tsamina mina zangalewa,
This time for Africa.”

I stopped playing my guitar, and walked up to James. “If you ever, be racist to someone in front of me, again,” I whispered in his ear, “you will god damn regret it.”

James gulped slightly.

I grinned happily, “I’ll take that as an , ‘of course May. As you say May’.” I mocked his annoying voice. “Atta boy James. Just keep that in mind.”

I wrapped my arm around Max’s shoulders and walked out of the cabin, just as the teacher walked in.

“You’re a bit late Miss.” I told her with a polite smile. “I already taught the lesson.”

Shooting James my middle finger, I dragged Max the rest of the way out of the cabin, followed by Shane, Josh and Shannon, humming the lyrics under my breath.

“So… Do you guys even know what tsamina mina means?” Shane asked curiously.

I laughed at him, but didn’t reply. Truth was, I didn’t know. “You coming to get some lunch?” Josh asked. “You missed breakfast.”

“No way, captain obvious.” I grumbled under my breath, “But you guys go ahead. I’m going to go put my guitar back into my cabin.”

“Right” Shane said, before anyone could argue. “See you later, okay?”

I gave him a two finger salute before skipping off to my cabin. I opened the door, and stumbled over a box that was right at the doorway.

I frowned, and lifted it up. It was addressed to me. Or to be exact it was addressed as-

May Riley/ future wife/ June.

Three guesses to who sent it?

I opened the box cautiously and pulled out a mobile phone, it was sleek and black with a small chip in the side. I narrowed my eyes, and lifted up the note underneath.

‘Me without you is like a nerd without braces, A shoe without laces, ASentenceWithoutSpaces.’ It read in fancy writing. I mentally rolled my eyes.

I pressed the main key on the phone, and it jumped to life. It was already turned on, and had a message waiting.

Who gives away their phone? Luckily my room-mate just got a new phone. And no. I am not desperate, merely bored.’

I laughed out loud, and checked the contact to see who sent it. Future husband, it read.

‘Could you get anymore cheesy?’

I replied, silently hoping that there was already credit in the phone.

’If you insist.’ He texted back.

I snorted, and sat the phone on my bedside table. “He is definitely desperate.” I murmured under my breath, still staring at the note. I quickly opened my guitar case, and put the note in one of the pockets that held my picks.

I had to admit, that for once he had a good pick up line.

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