rue bowen was a major musical/theater geek who was just trying to finish high school. she was a girl who had built walls around her heart because of her past, and wasn't planning to tear them down any time soon. that was until gina porter came to ea...
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𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐬𝐢𝐱: 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐬
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𝐑𝐔𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 𝐓𝐎 𝐆𝐈𝐍𝐀 on one of the logs that was surrounding the bonfire, a blanket wrapped around the both of them. the sun had gone down and was replaced by the moon and stars, everyone being illuminated by the bonfire. kourtney, carlos, and ashlyn was sitting on the other side of rue while remy was sitting on the other side of gina, all of them having blankets wrapped around them.
"welcome, folks, to your very first newbie initiation campout night!" maddox announced, making the campers clap. "now, to kick off the night, let's give it up for our very own rocket man!"
ej walked out his tent, a guitar hanging from his shoulder. he smiled as the campers clapped for him. he sent a wink over to remy, the washington boy smiling as ej sat down next to him. "all right, everyone, pay attention cause i don't have much time to waste tonight. i'm gonna need a little help singing pants on fire."
"shake your money maker, caswell!" carlos yelled as the caswell boy pulled the guitar onto his leg. gina and rue let out a chuckle, shaking their heads.
"not helpful, carlos." ej told him, only making the rodriguez boy shrug. "all right, here we go. this one is called the ballad of shallow lake and every word is true." he finished, earning a laugh from his cousin. he then started to strum on his guitar. "gonna tell a story about susan fine, she lived 200 years ago. one night, she heard a whistle, the spooky kind. the sound can make your blood run cold. they say she got swallowed by shallow lake, never to be seen again. till her ghost says, 'come on in.'"
