Cayden: Not So Alone TimeMature

It had already been one of those days so that when Bianca sat beside me, I was running out of most of my patience; I just wanted a bit of peace and quiet to acclimatise and get ready for finding another little friend to pass some time with.

"And what can I do for you, Queen Bee?"

She looked at me, unable to figure out whether I was paying her a compliment of the highest order or brutally insult her. I realised that my eyes were not glowing with their usual intense passion and my lips were not embellished with  any of my seductive charm. But as she shook it off, I realised that it didn't matter since she was already under my spell enough for a bit more fun.

Bianca spoke at me for a few minutes but I didn't really listen to any of it. I wasn't interested in anything that she had to say or what she had to offer. I could only really see her fighting again. This girl really had a mouth on her.

She stopped talking because I was laughing. This time, I shook my head and apologised half-heartedly before getting up and leaving. She yelled something after me but I didn't process it. I found myself walking away quickly, heading towards the beach. There were some people already surfing so I sat and watched them. My eyes were drawn to the dripping wet girls in their tiny bikinis as they struggled to pick up the basics. I laughed, with them not at them.

I hadn't expected a hand to fall on my shoulder and so when it did, I was a little shocked. I was ready to snap at whoever it was but when I turned, I kept my mouth shut.

"Hey," The girl said sweetly. "You're Cayden right?"

I nodded. "And you are?"

"Oh, I'm India." She was cute and seemed very happy to sit beside me. She winked seductively, clearly trying to seduce me. Wait, what was going on? Was this hot girl trying it on with me? Oh alright then, if she insists.

"So how do you know who I am?" I asked, my eyes not leaving hers.

"You know. The things you just hear if you listen." Her tongue was playing with her lower lip. She bit her upper lip softly. She played with her hair. So this was what it was like to be on the other side of things. I moved closer to her and slid my arm around her waist.

"What sort of things have you heard about me then?" But she simply laughed and pressed close into my body.

"Terrible things." She whispered. "Such terrible things."


Once we had finished, she had a fair few new terrible things to add to her list and that thought made me grin from ear to ear. I left her on the beach and made my way back to the heart of the camp.

"Cayden!" I heard Izikael yell as he ran towards me. "Cayden!"

I sighed. "There's no need to shout. What's the problem?"

"They've been looking for you for ages." He panted as he came to a stop in front of me. "Where have you been?"

I looked at him and pondered my response. "On the beach." I could feel myself smiling. He looked at me quizzically but I shook it off. "What do they want me for?"

"Hemingway said something about going off-piste. Archie said something about inappropriate behaviour. What have you been doing?" Izikael looked up at me, his eyes searching my face for any sign of an answer.

Neither of us spoke. The sounds of life around us played out. "Figuring out the next step in our little plan." His eyes lit up with hope.  "You get me out of this little problem that I have inadvertently got myself into and we will start our first lesson."

His eyes didn't change. He nodded and ran off. I smiled to myself, catching India returning from the beach. I winked at her as she sorted out her hair. She winked back at me. I looked around for somewhere private that I could actually find some peace in and spotted a small building at the outskirts of the camp. The door was locked but that didn't matter - I went around the back and sat down. It was quiet and peaceful here. I smiled to myself and began to hum along to "Smooth Sailing".

I had wanted this for such a while now - the chance to just sink into my music and not have to worry about anything else, no girls, no stupid people barking orders. Just my music.

I wondered if anyone here at camp had heard my song. I grinned at the prospect, not only for my career but also for my libido.

The End

119 comments about this exercise Feed