Camp Somewhere 4/27
author: zebraljb
rating: nc17 (underage sex)
disclaimer: I love these guys but don't know them
Lance sat in a chair in the headmaster’s office, knees shaking. He made himself stay calm, but he could already hear the call to his parents. He could already hear his father screaming about the waste of unrefundable money. His eyes darted over to Josh, who was seated in the other chair. “Josh?”
“DON’T talk to me, Bass,” Josh snapped. Lance sighed and fought tears yet again.
The headmaster, Mr. Kline, finally came into his office. He sat behind his desk and glared at Josh. “Mr. Chasez…you’ve been coming here for how many years?”
“Six, Sir,” Josh said politely.
“And this is what you’ve learned? You’ve learned to run a cabin like a zoo?”
“Sir, if I could just…”
“Mr. Chasez, you’re one of our star campers. You always have been. I cannot believe it has come to this.”
Lance looked at the hurt and shame in Josh’s eyes. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t Lance’s fault, but it definitely wasn’t Josh’s. Josh might pull some pranks, but nothing like what had happened in the cabin.
“Mr. Kline?” Lance said softly.
“And you are?”
“Lance Bass, Sir,” Lance said.
“Learn to speak up, Mr. Bass, or you’ll never be a performer,” Mr. Kline said. “Your second day and you’re already in my office?”
“See, Mr. Kline, it wasn’t Josh’s fault!” Lance said quickly. “I mean, I saw him leave the cabin. He was long gone when someone decided to play this trick on you.”
“You mean when YOU decided to play this trick?” Mr. Kline snapped. He turned his eyes back onto Josh. “Mr. Chasez, I think that…”
“Yes, Sir!” Lance interrupted, watching Josh’s handsome face. “The trick that I played, Sir.”
Josh’s mouth fell open. “Lance…”
“Mr. Bass, this is your first year here. I’m going to try and believe that you were just trying to play a joke, try to fit in. So, I’m going to allow you to stay, if you behave yourself.”
“Yes, Sir.” Lance hung his head.
“You will stay after every meal and help clean up the dining hall,” Mr. Kline ordered.
“Sir, Lance is one of our best athletes. If he can’t participate in the morning activities…” Josh began.
“For this week, and we’ll see what you do,” Mr. Kline continued as if Josh had never spoken. “Then, if you behave yourself, we’ll release you from breakfast duty.”
“Thank you, Sir,” Lance said softly.
“Now, the two of you go to your lessons. I don’t want to see either of you in here again.”
“Yes, Sir,” Josh said. Lance nodded.
Lance followed Josh out of the office, studying his shoes. He gasped as Josh suddenly grabbed him by the arm and yanked him into the trees. “What, Josh?”
“What the fuck’s going on here?” Josh snapped. “Do you hate me so much after two days?”
“N-no, Josh…I don’t hate you at all!” Lance said.
Josh looked down into the wide green eyes. He cleared his throat and looked away. “Then why?”
“I just…I wanted the guys to notice me, you know. They don’t like me much…and I was trying to impress them,” Lance said, his deep voice cracking slightly.
Josh looked back into those green eyes and knew instantly that Lance was lying. He was covering up for someone, and Josh would bet his life that he didn’t even know who he was covering up for. But Josh knew that Lance had lied in that office for HIM. That shook Josh up. “Get into the cabin. Clean that mess up. I’ll tell the vocal coach that you’ll be late today.”
“Okay,” Lance whispered, trudging up the path. Josh walked him walk away.
“Hello, boys.” Josh leaned in the doorway of the cabin. AJ quickly shoved something under his bunk mattress.
“Hey, Josh,” Nick said cheerfully, munching on an apple. “How was your vocal lesson? Isn’t the teacher…”
“Shut up, Carter.” Josh sat on Justin’s bunk, swinging his long legs. “Where’s Lance?”
“He got permission to meet with the vocal coach before dinner,” Justin said. “I think he’s still there.”
“You mind telling me what happened in here today?” Josh asked.
“You saw what happened!” Nick began to laugh, as did a few other boys. “Lance got Kline good!”
“And that’s funny to you?” Josh asked. Nick swallowed deeply.
“Well, yeah.”
“You know what Lance told me? Lance told me that he did that to impress you guys. That you didn’t like him much, and he was trying to get your attention.” Josh looked from one boy to another. Justin studied the ceiling. AJ studied the floor. “You know what? I think Lance is lying. I don’t think he’d EVER try something like this. I don’t think he’d try that hard to impress people who obviously don’t like him. I’m not sure if he does know who did it, but I know one thing…it wasn’t him.” Josh jumped down from Justin’s bunk. “Don’t fuck around with me, boys. I’m gonna be watching each and every one of you.” Josh left the cabin.
rating: nc17 (underage sex)
disclaimer: I love these guys but don't know them
Lance sat in a chair in the headmaster’s office, knees shaking. He made himself stay calm, but he could already hear the call to his parents. He could already hear his father screaming about the waste of unrefundable money. His eyes darted over to Josh, who was seated in the other chair. “Josh?”
“DON’T talk to me, Bass,” Josh snapped. Lance sighed and fought tears yet again.
The headmaster, Mr. Kline, finally came into his office. He sat behind his desk and glared at Josh. “Mr. Chasez…you’ve been coming here for how many years?”
“Six, Sir,” Josh said politely.
“And this is what you’ve learned? You’ve learned to run a cabin like a zoo?”
“Sir, if I could just…”
“Mr. Chasez, you’re one of our star campers. You always have been. I cannot believe it has come to this.”
Lance looked at the hurt and shame in Josh’s eyes. It wasn’t his fault. It wasn’t Lance’s fault, but it definitely wasn’t Josh’s. Josh might pull some pranks, but nothing like what had happened in the cabin.
“Mr. Kline?” Lance said softly.
“And you are?”
“Lance Bass, Sir,” Lance said.
“Learn to speak up, Mr. Bass, or you’ll never be a performer,” Mr. Kline said. “Your second day and you’re already in my office?”
“See, Mr. Kline, it wasn’t Josh’s fault!” Lance said quickly. “I mean, I saw him leave the cabin. He was long gone when someone decided to play this trick on you.”
“You mean when YOU decided to play this trick?” Mr. Kline snapped. He turned his eyes back onto Josh. “Mr. Chasez, I think that…”
“Yes, Sir!” Lance interrupted, watching Josh’s handsome face. “The trick that I played, Sir.”
Josh’s mouth fell open. “Lance…”
“Mr. Bass, this is your first year here. I’m going to try and believe that you were just trying to play a joke, try to fit in. So, I’m going to allow you to stay, if you behave yourself.”
“Yes, Sir.” Lance hung his head.
“You will stay after every meal and help clean up the dining hall,” Mr. Kline ordered.
“Sir, Lance is one of our best athletes. If he can’t participate in the morning activities…” Josh began.
“For this week, and we’ll see what you do,” Mr. Kline continued as if Josh had never spoken. “Then, if you behave yourself, we’ll release you from breakfast duty.”
“Thank you, Sir,” Lance said softly.
“Now, the two of you go to your lessons. I don’t want to see either of you in here again.”
“Yes, Sir,” Josh said. Lance nodded.
Lance followed Josh out of the office, studying his shoes. He gasped as Josh suddenly grabbed him by the arm and yanked him into the trees. “What, Josh?”
“What the fuck’s going on here?” Josh snapped. “Do you hate me so much after two days?”
“N-no, Josh…I don’t hate you at all!” Lance said.
Josh looked down into the wide green eyes. He cleared his throat and looked away. “Then why?”
“I just…I wanted the guys to notice me, you know. They don’t like me much…and I was trying to impress them,” Lance said, his deep voice cracking slightly.
Josh looked back into those green eyes and knew instantly that Lance was lying. He was covering up for someone, and Josh would bet his life that he didn’t even know who he was covering up for. But Josh knew that Lance had lied in that office for HIM. That shook Josh up. “Get into the cabin. Clean that mess up. I’ll tell the vocal coach that you’ll be late today.”
“Okay,” Lance whispered, trudging up the path. Josh walked him walk away.
“Hello, boys.” Josh leaned in the doorway of the cabin. AJ quickly shoved something under his bunk mattress.
“Hey, Josh,” Nick said cheerfully, munching on an apple. “How was your vocal lesson? Isn’t the teacher…”
“Shut up, Carter.” Josh sat on Justin’s bunk, swinging his long legs. “Where’s Lance?”
“He got permission to meet with the vocal coach before dinner,” Justin said. “I think he’s still there.”
“You mind telling me what happened in here today?” Josh asked.
“You saw what happened!” Nick began to laugh, as did a few other boys. “Lance got Kline good!”
“And that’s funny to you?” Josh asked. Nick swallowed deeply.
“Well, yeah.”
“You know what Lance told me? Lance told me that he did that to impress you guys. That you didn’t like him much, and he was trying to get your attention.” Josh looked from one boy to another. Justin studied the ceiling. AJ studied the floor. “You know what? I think Lance is lying. I don’t think he’d EVER try something like this. I don’t think he’d try that hard to impress people who obviously don’t like him. I’m not sure if he does know who did it, but I know one thing…it wasn’t him.” Josh jumped down from Justin’s bunk. “Don’t fuck around with me, boys. I’m gonna be watching each and every one of you.” Josh left the cabin.