Camp Where The Hell Are We? | ✓

9

"Let's go to the beech beech," Bree sang as she burst into Marley and Gabby's room. When they looked up, she blinked before saying, "Niki Minjaj."

Gabby and Marley had paused in packing their beach bags to shoot each other a confused look.

Bree let out a loud, exaggerated sigh, "This country is going downhill."

The girls shrugged and went back to what they were doing. They already changed — Marley into a black two-piece bathing suit that modestly covered her cleavage with a fabric crossover, and the bottoms were starkly different from the thong ones girls wear, covering everything that should never be exposed on a public beach.

On top of her bathing suit, she was wearing a yellow sundress pattered with understated white flower detailing, which was casual enough to act as a coverup, and plain black flip-flops on her feet.

Gabby was in a one-piece dark red bathing suit that had a sweetheart neckline, and exposed ovals of skin below her arms that ended above her hip bones. It was modest too, but still pretty. She was wearing a sheer black cover-up, something that didn't show her bathing suit but was light enough to keep her cool for when they got outside.

"Hey, you brought the sunscreen right?" Marley asked casually.

She saw stars when Gabby whipped her towel at her face, "Shut up! You and your stupid Mexican skin!"

Bree further entered the room, sitting herself down on the edge of a nightstand, a black beach bag hung over her shoulder, a bright red bikini top on with jean shorts on her legs.

Marley laughed, having seen that one coming a mile away, "I don't get burned in the sun, I just get darker." Marley elaborated for Bree's sake, "while Gabby here only turns red. She's insanely jealous."

"How is that possible? How is it that the sun, which can cook eggs, doesn't freaking cook you?" Gabby ranted, shoving her phone into her dark blue canvas bag before throwing it over her shoulder.

"You have sun-kissed skin even without the sun," Bree noted, "You're lucky."

Marley felt her cheeks burning at the compliment. She'd always been told she should appreciate her skin by her mother, who was a whole other level of beautiful Marley would never hope to reach, but they had the same skin tone.

Aiden was right when he said everyone was going to be at the beach. The whole girl's cabin was in chaos as everyone ran around with beach supplies and bathing suits, calling for each other over the railings. Marley, Gabby and Bree probably had to stop half a dozen times, so they wouldn't get caught photobombing a cute picture of two girls laughing at each other's faces, or whatever it was they were laughing at.

When they managed to weave through the common room, something was happening outside of that bubble of flashing iPhone cameras. A couple of groups of girls were flooding the front windows and whispering to each other.

"-he's waiting for? He's been there for ten minutes!"

"I have no idea! He is backing away from Tanya."

"Wasn't she the one that posted his bedroom in her Snapchat story like a week ago?"

"Who else would it be?"

The girls continued to murmur to each other, presumably about someone outside the cabin.

"Um, excuse me," Marley said politely to the girls blocking the screen doors. They seemed almost to watch her as she opened the door, allowing Bree and Gabby to go ahead of her.

"I will never understand girls," Bree muttered to herself as she jumped from the first stair to the ground, landing gracefully on her feet.

"Yeah me either. I mean, what were they laughing at?" Marley replied, referring to the girls who were getting their photos taken.