Chapter 6

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Kate:(Y/N),hurry up!!Mr.Asshole wants us to be there on time!!

She groaned,looking around for clothes..

(Y/N):i cant make it on time!i still havent found clean clothes!!

She let out a sigh..

(Y/N):ugh,fuck it..

She grabbed her friends hand and walked her out of the cabin..

Kate:dont you think he will say something about that?

(Y/N):i dont give a fuck to be honest..

She rolled her eyes,and walked to where the other were..

And right on time..

Mike was walking towards them,looking up and down on every one..

Mike:good morning everyone,for those you dont know i am Mike Schmidt..as known as your wrost nightmare..

Some of them gulped,as (Y/N) raised an eyebrow..

Are they really afraid of him?

He walked by her,giving her a glance before he stopped..

He turned his body towards her,looking at her clothes..

Mike:state your name..

She crossed her arms..

(Y/N):(Y/N) (L/N),as known as the pain in your ass..

Some people chuckled,as Mike shot them a glare..

Mike:why are your clothes like that Miss (L/N)?

(Y/N):why is your face like that Mr.Asshole?

Everyone muffled their laughs as he narrowed his eyes..

Mike:who do you think you are that you can talk to me like that missy?!

She smirked..

(Y/N):your wrost nightmare,scar head..

The others went silent when they heard the scar head,and then lowered their heads..

He huffed,fixing his hat..

Mike:five rounds around the camp..

They groaned,and slowly started jogging as Mike grabbed her arm..

Mike:you will do ten rounds,and at lunch i have a job for you..

She frowned..

(Y/N):you cant tell me what to do,and there is no way to miss lunch time because of you being a jerk!

She yanked her arm away from him,and started jogging along with the others..

Kate:hey,what did he tell you?

She rolled her eyes..

(Y/N):ten rounds and no lunch time..he said that he had a job for me but there is no way in hell i will go..

Kate:damn..he is a little harsh now..i havent seen him like that..i mean,yes he is a jerk but,i wouldnt expect that from him..

She let out a sigh,glancing at the distance seeing him..

(Y/N):now you will..

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It was lunch time,and she was at the boys bathroom..

Lets just say Mr.Schmidt dragged her inside,forcing her to do or..else..

She frowned,scrubbing the male toilets with a toothbrush..

(Y/N):this is just disgusting..

She threw the toothbrush on the bucket,hearing the doors of the bathroom opening..

(Y/N):i am not done yet Mr.Schmidt!but can i at least go and eat?

Her stomach was begging for food and sighed deeply..

"I am not Mike..but what are you doing here?"

She peeked her head out of the stool,seeing a guy with spiky blonde hair and piercings,holding a bucket and a mop..

(Y/N):oh..hey um..

Chris:the name is Chris..i am the janitor here in the camp..

She smiled..

(Y/N):oh,sweet hey!i am (Y/N)!

He walked towards her,seeing the toothbrush and bucket..

Chris:oh god,did Mike put you clean the male toilets?

(Y/N):yep..that scar head asshole..

He chuckled,but quickly stopped..

Chris:i am sorry,i shouldnt laugh at that..

(Y/N):why?he isnt here,and he is an asshole!

He rolled his eyes..

Chris:i agree with that,but i meant at the scar head..

She raised an eyebrow confused..

Chris:Mike..wasnt always like that..a lot of things happened to his life and lost respect for everything..even for himself..

He sighed..

Chris:look,i cant say more it because that would be rude..

(Y/N):wait,no!tell me something a bit more,i want to know how he ended like that!

He placed the mop in the bucket of water..

Chris:if you want to know more,go and talk to him..which is impossible..he rarely or even barely opens himself to someone..

He grabbed the bucket with the dirty toothbrush in and set it aside..

Chris:go and eat,you have some minutes before the dining area will close..i will tell Mike that you did your job and you left..

(Y/N):you will clean it for me?

He smiled..

Chris:well thats my job!no matter how disgusting it is..especially the boys bathroom..

She giggled and stood up,getting the plastic gloves off her hands..

(Y/N):thank you so much Chris!i owe you one!

She threw the gloves in the trash,rushing out of the bathrooms to the dining area...
















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