I threw on a pair of sneakers and we were ready to roll.
I’d been worried that I would be cold in this outfit, but those fears dissipated the second I stepped off the elevator. It was unseasonably warm for late September - the perfect day for a good old-fashioned summer camp competition.
Both teams were waiting by the lake. Cole was making a show of stretching his very muscular quads while the red team - my team - was doing a group stretch.Damn, they take this seriously.But I didn’t see Tanner anywhere.
What really got my attention, though, was the guy standing on a raised platform between the two teams. I’d never seen areferee with such voluminous hair. Or with such a well-tailored uniform.
I immediately started sweating when I saw who it was.
Ocelot.
He was in charge of Club Onyx or something. I think they called him the imperator, whatever that meant.
More importantly, he was a deranged pervert.
The last time I’d seen him, he’d tried to get me to choose a guy to fuck on stage in front of like a thousand people. And now he was standing on another stage…
Oh God, oh God, oh God.
“Please tell me Ocelot isn’t about to make me fuck someone on that stage,” I said to Frankie.
“Nope. Or at least, I don’t think that’s one of today’s events.”
“What?!”
“I’m like 99% sure Ocelot won’t start with something crazy. He’s all about the drama, so he’ll want the competition to build to a crescendo. Anyway, it’s time for you to join him on stage for the opening ceremonies.” She pushed me towards the stage.
That wasn’t super reassuring.
But I was in sneakers and Ocelot was in black and white striped loafers, so if things went south, I could always make a run for it.
I went up on stage and…
“Chastity?!”
She smiled at me from across the stage. I suddenly felt less confident about my hotness, because she was absolutelyslayingthe same outfit as me. But she was dressed all in blue. And she’d torn her top up so that one shoulder was out. And the bottom of her breasts. I didn’t know how she did it, but she made underboob look classy as hell.
She ran over and honked my boobs. “You look so freaking hot. #LegsForDays. Tanner and Cole must be losing their minds.”
Oh God.I tried to pretend like the entire camp hadn’t just seen her honk my boobs. That Single Girl Rule really needed to be amended to make complimentary boob honks a private activity.
“What are you doing here?” I asked. “I thought you had your sky box thing.”
“Psssh, a sky box sounds great. But literally getting to be a princess for a weekend? I was made for this.”
“Campers!” yelled Ocelot into his megaphone. “Welcome to this summer’s final edition of Society Wars. Today we have the red team, led by Princess Raven…”
The red team all cheered wildly for me. I had been so distracted by Chastity appearing that I hadn’t really processed the fact that I was standing in front of at least a hundred people. My extreme stage fright immediately kicked in.
Why are there so many people on each team?!
“And the blue team, led by Princess Chastity!”
Instead of standing there like a deer in the headlights, Chastity waved and jumped up and down like a high school cheerleader. Her enthusiasm whipped the blue team into a frenzy. Or maybe they were just cheering because her boobs were bouncing so much. Either way, the guys on her team loved it. Including Cole.
Stupid boy.
“The rules are simple,” continued Ocelot. “Throughout the day, both teams will compete in 23 events. The winning team for each event will earn one point, except for the finale, which is worth five. Whichever team has the most points at the end will be declared champions of Society Wars. Any questions, Princesses?”
