I walked slowly to Chris and Chef's tent while they ate dinner. Chef was still in his army suit.
"...Hey guys," I dicho stepping inside.
"What do tu want?" Chef asked putting down his fork.
"Food..." I dicho with a cute smile. Chris looked at Chef and Chef looked back.
"Your "food" is in the contenedor de basura, basurero in the Mess Hall, little lady." Chris smiled. I scowled in return.
"Well, that comida is not good for my growing teen-girl body!" I dicho rocking on my heels. Chef sighed and pointed toward the fridge. I was walking over when I saw a pair of feet disappear behind the counter. My eyes opened and I thought to myself; 'Why would anyone want to stalk Chris?' I peeked over to small muro and found Duncan and Courtney crawling along the ground. I gasped a little but covered my mouth. 'MY boyfriend, with HER?!' this thought echoed through my mind. They giggled and Courtney dropped something in the mini-fridge. Duncan smiled and put his arm around her. I huffed and angry breath and ran out of the tent.

"Why her? Why not me?" I asked quietly to myself watching the other campers eat the delicious comida bestowed upon them, courtesy of Duncan and Courtney. I held an manzana, apple in my hand dado to me por Duncan after they returned with bags full of goodies. I didn't dare eat it, though... not from that traitor. I could have excepted his gift and heart-felt; "I'm sorry I didn't take you", but I'm not that easy. I grumbled to myself as I stepped out of the cabina party to the bathrooms. I slammed the door and opened a stall. Washing my hands after I was finished, I stepped back outside, a little más calm. I looked at the moist ground and watched my blue tenis shoes seep into the soil with each step. I lifted my head back up... just in time to see the worst thing that I could have ever laid my eyes on. Courtney took Duncan's face in her hands, and pulled him to her lips, keeping him there for a good 7 seconds. Letting silent tears roll down my face, I stumbled backward, flabbergasted at what my eyes were seeing.
"No..." I told myself watching a smug Courtney walk back into the cabina door. Then Duncan, a little shocked but yet satisfied, met my water-filled eyes. His own widened as mine did earlier, and he stepped back.
"Sofie, no! Please, I know what you--" I didn't let him finish. I dashing painfully off as rain began to pour down. Hard and heavy rain drops banged my head and shoulders like a gong and I finally fell to my knees. I looked up at the dark sky and screamed, even though with the crack of thunder, no one could hear me... and that is why I like the rain. No one can see me cry.