Camp Somewhere 2/27
Author: zebraljb
Rating: NC17 with underage sex
Disclaimer: This is AU, and therefore TOTALLY made up.
“Okay…let’s get a few things straight,” Josh Chasez said, leaning against his bunk. It was the top bunk, like a loft, with a storage area below. “I like sleeping. A LOT. So if you little fuckers wake me up, I will not hesitate to beat you where it won’t show.” Lance saw Justin’s mouth fall open. “I recognize a few of you from last year…McLean, Carter…” Josh’s eyes wandered over the group. “Anyone else here to study singing?” Justin’s hand shot up. Lance shyly raised his own hand. “The teachers here are good. Try not to embarrass our cabin.” Josh glanced at his watch. “It’s dinner time. I won’t be sitting at your table…but I will have my eye on you. If you do anything to embarrass us…I will kick your ass. Understood?” Eight heads nodded as one. “Okay. See you at dinner.” Josh ambled out of the cabin.
“Man,” Justin muttered.
“He’s full of hot air,” AJ McLean said, but he didn’t look like he really believed it. It was Josh’s first year as senior counselor, and no one quite knew what to think.
“I’m starving. Let’s go eat.” Nick Carter led the way out of the cabin. Lance hung back, watching the boys talk and laugh as they went to dinner. He sighed as he plodded along behind them.
“Hi,” a girl said shyly, suddenly appearing at his side. Lance jumped.
“Hello.” Lance blushed as he spoke. He always blushed talking to new people and he hated it.
“What’s your name?” Lance asked.
“Meadow. What’s yours?”
“Lance.”
“How old are you?”
“Fourteen…you ask a lot of questions.”
Meadow giggled. “Well, some of the girls noticed you and…”
“Me?” Lance squeaked. “Are you sure?” She nodded as they entered the dining hall. “Wow.” Lance turned beet red.
“You’re cute,” Meadow told him. “Well, I’m fourteen too…I study dance. I saw your friends watching us earlier.”
“They’re not my friends,” Lance said softly, glancing at the table where everyone else was seated. There was one seat left for him, alone at the end. The other boys had huddled close at the opposite end of the table.
“I’d ask you to sit with us, but I bet they wouldn’t let you,” Meadow sighed, motioning to the table where the other girls were sitting. They were watching, and they burst into giggles when Meadow pointed to them. Lance noticed the girls from the bus.
“Are you sure this isn’t some joke?” Lance asked. “Girls don’t…look at me.”
“It’s your eyes,” Meadow told him. “And you didn’t drool all over us.”
“I guess I’m supposed to,” Lance said, and Meadow laughed again.
“I’ll see you later, Lance.” Meadow waved as she walked to her table. Lance sat down, and everyone stood to go up through the line.
“Wow, Bass…didn’t take you long, did it?” Nick asked. “Making the moves already.”
“I wasn’t!” Lance protested. AJ McLean smiled at him.
“It’s okay, Lance. He’s just jealous.”
“Whatever,” Nick muttered, but Lance realized it was true. He sighed and decided to wait a few minutes to go up in line.
“Aren’t you eating, Bass?” Josh Chasez asked, stopping by the table. “That’s your name, right?”
“Yes…I was just…”
“You look like a fool here all by yourself. Get up there,” Josh ordered. Lance scrambled to his feet and headed for the line.
“Man, JC, you’re just evil this year,” Joey said, laughing as he watched Lance turn red.
“That boy’s just…girly, or something,” Josh said with a sigh. “He says he sings. We’ll see. And stop calling me JC.”
“Okay…JC,” Joey said with a grin.
“Hey, Lance?” One of the boys called as Lance approached the table with his tray.
“What?” Lance asked, looking at the boy.
“Oh, nothing,” the boy said with a grin. Lance didn’t see Nick Carter’s foot reach out from under the table, and he tripped. His tray flew out onto the floor with a loud clatter. Everyone laughed and craned their necks to see what was going on. Lance, face red with shame, quickly tried to clean everything up.
“Better get a mop, Lance…you’d make a good janitor anyway,” Nick said with a grin. Lance bit back tears. The best music teachers in the world couldn’t make up for this.
“Bass, can’t you even walk right?” Josh hissed as he bent down and pretended to help Lance pick up his dinner. “Maybe you’d better just go back to the cabin.”
“Right,” Lance whispered. He managed to grab the orange from his tray before he ran out of the dining hall.
Rating: NC17 with underage sex
Disclaimer: This is AU, and therefore TOTALLY made up.
“Okay…let’s get a few things straight,” Josh Chasez said, leaning against his bunk. It was the top bunk, like a loft, with a storage area below. “I like sleeping. A LOT. So if you little fuckers wake me up, I will not hesitate to beat you where it won’t show.” Lance saw Justin’s mouth fall open. “I recognize a few of you from last year…McLean, Carter…” Josh’s eyes wandered over the group. “Anyone else here to study singing?” Justin’s hand shot up. Lance shyly raised his own hand. “The teachers here are good. Try not to embarrass our cabin.” Josh glanced at his watch. “It’s dinner time. I won’t be sitting at your table…but I will have my eye on you. If you do anything to embarrass us…I will kick your ass. Understood?” Eight heads nodded as one. “Okay. See you at dinner.” Josh ambled out of the cabin.
“Man,” Justin muttered.
“He’s full of hot air,” AJ McLean said, but he didn’t look like he really believed it. It was Josh’s first year as senior counselor, and no one quite knew what to think.
“I’m starving. Let’s go eat.” Nick Carter led the way out of the cabin. Lance hung back, watching the boys talk and laugh as they went to dinner. He sighed as he plodded along behind them.
“Hi,” a girl said shyly, suddenly appearing at his side. Lance jumped.
“Hello.” Lance blushed as he spoke. He always blushed talking to new people and he hated it.
“What’s your name?” Lance asked.
“Meadow. What’s yours?”
“Lance.”
“How old are you?”
“Fourteen…you ask a lot of questions.”
Meadow giggled. “Well, some of the girls noticed you and…”
“Me?” Lance squeaked. “Are you sure?” She nodded as they entered the dining hall. “Wow.” Lance turned beet red.
“You’re cute,” Meadow told him. “Well, I’m fourteen too…I study dance. I saw your friends watching us earlier.”
“They’re not my friends,” Lance said softly, glancing at the table where everyone else was seated. There was one seat left for him, alone at the end. The other boys had huddled close at the opposite end of the table.
“I’d ask you to sit with us, but I bet they wouldn’t let you,” Meadow sighed, motioning to the table where the other girls were sitting. They were watching, and they burst into giggles when Meadow pointed to them. Lance noticed the girls from the bus.
“Are you sure this isn’t some joke?” Lance asked. “Girls don’t…look at me.”
“It’s your eyes,” Meadow told him. “And you didn’t drool all over us.”
“I guess I’m supposed to,” Lance said, and Meadow laughed again.
“I’ll see you later, Lance.” Meadow waved as she walked to her table. Lance sat down, and everyone stood to go up through the line.
“Wow, Bass…didn’t take you long, did it?” Nick asked. “Making the moves already.”
“I wasn’t!” Lance protested. AJ McLean smiled at him.
“It’s okay, Lance. He’s just jealous.”
“Whatever,” Nick muttered, but Lance realized it was true. He sighed and decided to wait a few minutes to go up in line.
“Aren’t you eating, Bass?” Josh Chasez asked, stopping by the table. “That’s your name, right?”
“Yes…I was just…”
“You look like a fool here all by yourself. Get up there,” Josh ordered. Lance scrambled to his feet and headed for the line.
“Man, JC, you’re just evil this year,” Joey said, laughing as he watched Lance turn red.
“That boy’s just…girly, or something,” Josh said with a sigh. “He says he sings. We’ll see. And stop calling me JC.”
“Okay…JC,” Joey said with a grin.
“Hey, Lance?” One of the boys called as Lance approached the table with his tray.
“What?” Lance asked, looking at the boy.
“Oh, nothing,” the boy said with a grin. Lance didn’t see Nick Carter’s foot reach out from under the table, and he tripped. His tray flew out onto the floor with a loud clatter. Everyone laughed and craned their necks to see what was going on. Lance, face red with shame, quickly tried to clean everything up.
“Better get a mop, Lance…you’d make a good janitor anyway,” Nick said with a grin. Lance bit back tears. The best music teachers in the world couldn’t make up for this.
“Bass, can’t you even walk right?” Josh hissed as he bent down and pretended to help Lance pick up his dinner. “Maybe you’d better just go back to the cabin.”
“Right,” Lance whispered. He managed to grab the orange from his tray before he ran out of the dining hall.