i've got a plan}}DURAY

[Oliver Flynn]

you're beautiful, it's true.

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Oliver sighed out, running a hand through pale blond hair as the wind picked through it, making it seem messier than it had been in the first place. Biting on his lip, he looked around the people surrounding him, he had been eating, or should have been as he didn't actually touch anything. His mind was elsewhere as it ran around in circles. He wasn't exactly sure how to go about with seeing Duray, after all, he hardly knew her - what would he say? What if she decided she didn't like him anymore and told him to go bugger off?

He sighed once more, biting down on his lip as he turned the apple he was holding around in his hands once more, which was what he had been doing since he first got to the mess hall twenty minuets ago. He scanned the room briefly, searching for a familiar shine of blond hair, though didn't spot anyone resembling Duray.

Picking himself up from the bench, he scanned over top every bodies heads once more, confirming that she was indeed not present. Tossing the apple from hand to hand he began to walk from the building, the nervousness in his stomach churning around making it impossible for him to have an appetite. Stumbling along the green grass he finally made his way to the cabin.

Opening the rotted wooden door, he peeked in, sighing out in relief when nobody was there, though it would be suspected, nobody really hung out in their cabins during the afternoon. Shutting the door behind him, he crossed the room in quick steps, moving to sit on his cot, removing the sweatshirt he had previously worn so that a plain white tee shirt was left to don his chest.

Eyes swayed to his cellphone, this could be the perfect time to get a hold of her, after all, he had to call her sometime. Fingers strayed to grip the plastic of his phone, scrolling through numbers until he found hers, moving to create a text message, biting his lip in what some would suspect as thought, but was really nervousness, he began to dart his fingers across the plastic keyboard to form a message;

Hey Duray, wondering if you wanted to come to my cabin and hang out?
♥Ollie.

He peered over it again, making sure he didn't sound like too much of an idiot, pressing send before he could talk himself out of it. Propping a foot against the wooden edge of the bed he let his head flop onto his knee, waiting to see if she would text back, of course, she could have left her phone in her cabin. He groaned out loud, he really did hate thinking.

}}sorry for the shortness >> writers blockage. [/blockquote][/blockquote]

[Duray Mikens]

Duray was in her cabin all by herself. She was listening to her music on her stereo system though it wasn't playing very loud. She was playing The Potential Break-Up Song by Aly and AJ. She knew it was lunchtime but she wasn't in the mood to eat. She got like this sometimes. It was something left over from her bulimia days. Sometimes she had days where she just wouldn't eat certain meals or not at all. It wasn't that she was still bulimic, but everyone always still had certain traits even after they had completed treatment. Most days she did it she didn't even realize it until someone pointed out to her. Most people didn't know about her stint in rehab. They didn't know about her bulimia she used to have, her drug use, pregnancies and abortions, none of that. She couldn't tell them.....that would not fall under the category of keeping up pretenses for her family. Nope it surely wouldn't. Besides, people didn't need to know about it. It wasn't there business.

Duray liked being in the cabin by herself anyway. Sometimes she needed time to herself. It allowed her to think. She'd taken 2 painkillers not too long ago so she was relaxed. Not high, but relaxed. At the moment she was thinking about Oliver. She hadn't talked to him since he'd asked her to be his girlfriend. He hadn't called her yet or even come looking for her. She didn't let it get to her though. He probably didn't know how to approach the situation. Most guys like him didn't. It didn't help that they hadn't known each other very long. Nope she was used to it. He'd call when he was ready.

Just then she heard her cell phone giving a little sound which told her that she had a text message. She picked up her phone and looked at the screen. Apparently had a text message from Oliver. Hmmm....his ears must have been burning. She pushed on of the smaller buttons on her phone which brought the message up. She scanned the message and smirked. So he wasn't eating either. And her to come over to his EMPTY cabin. She may like this afternoon afterall. She hit reply and began to type a message back.

Sure...I'm not busy. I'll be over in a minute babes.
Luv, Duray.

She climbed off of her bed and looked in the mirror. She was currently wearing a pair of sweatpants and a t-shirt. that just wouldn't do. If she was going to go over there she would have to put on something cuter...and sexier. She went through her things and pulled out a pink and blue ruffled mini skirt, a blue top that slouched off of one shoulder, and a pair of blue strappy sandals. She put it on and then did her hair. She curled it so it fell in little ringlets. She looked in the mirror once again, this time pleased with what she saw.

She put on a bit of lipgloss and grabbed her cell phone. Once she had those things, she headed out of her cabin door. She walked across the grass towards his cabin. His cabin had to be just as empty as hers seeing as how everyone else was at lunch, including the counselors. They would have plenty of time by themselves before anyone got back from lunch anyway. Once she reached his cabin she knocked on the door, waiting for him to open it.

}}for over 600 words mine looks a bit short. Hmmm....