CHAPTER 4

　　Daisy's POV

　　I unlock my phone and my jaws drops at the picture staring me back in the face. It's a picture of me asleep, head resting cozily on Hunter's shoulder, mouth wide open (probably from the surprise of seeing a deer and a lion in bikinis), and drool dripping down the corner of my mouth. The picture was tagged: A Truly Glorious Moment. Two other texts come in and I open them, one is from Chloe and the other from Bloom.

　　Chloe: it was sent to the whole school seven minutes ago by Hunter...what is going on over there? Lol

　　Bloom: oh my gosh, that picture is horrible...you good?

　　Am I okay?

　　If blind rage can be considered okay, then yes I guess I'm perfectly fine. I turn to Hunter to give him a piece of my mind, when I decide against it. We are going to share the same tent right? Karma is a bitch and revenge is its sister.

　　Just you wait, jerk.

　　I start mentally cooking up my revenge plan when I notice that we are no longer in the air. I gather my purse and make my way towards the bus taking us to the camping site.

　　Immediately I got in the bus, Chloe and Bloom wave me over and I go to take my seat beside them. My butt hadn't yet met the seat before they started fawning over me. Bloom was the first to attack me with her concern.

　　"Are you okay? Don't be bothered by people's stares, you know they'll soon forget. I didn't know you really meant it when you said you guys hated each other. Gosh, you probably think I'm a horrible friend, I mean I should always be on your side and not be falling in love with Blake, who is Hunter's friend"?

　　Okay, where did that come from?

　　I stare in shock at my best friend. Bloom is in love with Blake? I try to ask what she means but she was still busy rambling. She always rambles when she is worried, angry, nervous and confused. I turn to Chloe and see that she is wearing a shocked expression on her face probably mirroring mine. We turn back to Bloom but she was still busy rambling.

　　"That means I'm disloyal to you as a best friend right. It's not my fault though, I mean who can resist his steely eyes, chiseled face, soft hair, oh wait, I don't know if his hair is soft but it does look like it. It's not as if I'll ever get to touch it though. He's a player and I'm a nobody, he probably doesn't even know I ..." Her eyes suddenly widens as if just realizing where she was and what she said.

　　"You're in love with Blake??" Chloe screeches hysterically making us jump.

　　Bloom quickly looks around to make sure nobody heard, after seeing that nobody was paying attention to us despite Chloe's sudden outburst, she turns to Chloe and fix her with a disapproving glare.

　　"Geez Chloe, say it any louder and the whole planet will hear you".

　　"I'm sorry" Chloe apologizes. "But are you really in love with Blake? Why didn't you tell us? We're your best friends. I don't know if I should be hurt or give in to my inner fan girl who has already started writing you and Blake's romance novel" Chloe adds.

　　Despite Chloe's take no prisoner attitude, she is the biggest softie I've ever known and the most hopeless romantic of us three.

　　I'm still in shock from Bloom's revelation, so I keep my mouth shut.

　　"I'm sorry guys, it started as a silly crush and I kept telling myself I'd get over it. But my feelings got stronger and now here I am, the pathetic wall flower crushing on the football captain. It's really sweet when you see it in the movies and novels because you know they'll both get together in the end but it sucks in real life. It hurts a lot whenever I see him with another girl. I don't even know why I bother because I know I'll never have him but it's just so..." She burst into tears.

　　"Awww, Bloom" I and Chloe say sympathetically as we pull Bloom into a group hug, my picture problem forgotten. She sobs for a while and then finally stops but we still kept her in our warm cocoon to assure her that we are there for her.

　　The bus starts when the teachers have completely ensured that everyone was on the bus. Bloom sniffs "You guys can let me go now, I'm okay" she mutters. We reluctantly release her. "Thanks guys" she smiles at us.

　　"You don't have to thank us, we'll always be here for you. Just so you know, you're not a horrible friend, and you are definitely not a wallflower. If only you take your time to notice how people stare at you all the time, you will see". I say.

　　It's true though, with her 'as black as midnight' hair, her grey eyes and curvy body, Bloom is the definition of stunning but even though she tries to hide it, she is sometimes extremely self conscious. Chloe on the other hand could pass for a model. She is extremely tall and gracious. She has blond hair with green eyes and has that classical beauty all ladies want. What makes them the best though is their heart, and if Blake doesn't notice Bloom then it's his loss. We fall into a comfortable silence and I plug in my earphones. In case you haven't noticed, I love music.

　　1 hour, 30 minutes later, we finally reach the location for our so called camping. I think this is just an opportunity for teachers to relax while not having to worry about work and students if you ask me. We all get off the bus and wait for the hired men to unload our baggage and set up our tents while the hired maids prepare the grill because let's face it, this project is more for relaxation than work. I wait with my best friends sitting under a tree chatting about trivial things.

　　A shadow soon falls on us and when I look up to check out what was suddenly blocking our sunlight, I find Hunter and his friends looming over us.

　　"Ladies, do you mind if we join you" Tyler, always the charming one asks.

　　Before I get a chance to say no, Chloe responds "Sure, go ahead, we don't mind at all".

　　The guys start making themselves comfortable. I send her a glare but she wasn't looking at me. The guys were already engrossed in conversation with my friends. I send an extra glare at her for good measure but since she was seating by the tree corner, it seemed as if I was glaring at the tree.

　　"I wouldn't be surprised if that tree withers up and dies, you really look like an evil witch when you glare" A deep voice whispers in my ear making goose bumps appear all over my body.

　　I turn my face towards the person sitting beside me to see Hunter's face extremely close to mine.

　　Damn! This idiot really is handsome. My blue eyes meet his hazel ones and my breath catches, the catty comment I was about to make dying in my throat. My gaze slowly drops to his mouth and I swallow hard. Images of that mouth taking mine for a kiss dances through my head...gosh no! What am I thinking?

　　I notice his gaze also dropping to my lips and his tongue comes out to lick his.

　　His eyes moves back to my mine . And as if suddenly reminding himself that it was me, he snapped out of it. I also try to put on my best poker face.

　　"Who said you could sit here?" I try to make the tension disappear.

　　"Your friend seemed more than happy to have me here" He replies with a smug smirk. Idiot.

　　"You are not..." I start to say but was cut off by a horrified scream.