Camp Time

He sat there crying and sobbing. His ribs, and face hurt. His name is Brian Green, he is 14 years old only 5'1 and 105 lbs. Brian has sandy blonde hair, and green eyes.

Brian is crying because one of the boys at the summer camp he was attending just beat the hell out of him. The only reason he was even at the camp was that his parents forced him to go. Saying it would make him more sociable and more alive, he tried to fight it but his parents wouldn't hear of it, he had to go and that was it.

As to what caused this incident of his getting beat up, well for that you have to start at the beginning.

Brian just turned 14 and was small for his age, most of his school life he was made fun of and picked on for his size. A lot of the older boys beat him up and humiliated him in front of his classmates because of this. Also with the fact that Brian was very smart, he was already in the 10th grade at the local high school instead of the 8th grade with peers his own age.

It was the last day of school and Brian walked in covered with blood from a busted lip and a black eye. Skip, one of the biggest boys in the school, decided for the last day of school to give Brian an idea of what would happen once again if he returned back to that school. So Brian walked in and his mom saw him and sighed.

"Brian not again. What happened this time?" she asked getting up to get the first aid kit.

Brian just shrugged his shoulders "Like always mom you and dad made me go to that school and the bullies wanted to mess with me because they could. Oh, that and they also said if I come back next year the same will happen." He said in a bitter tone, while his mom cleaned him up.

"Brian don't take that tone with me. You are smart and should be happy. You will just have to try harder to make sure they don't mess with you that is all." Said his mother Martha Green. Finally, Brian had enough.

"MOM I do try. You don't listen or you don't care. I am tired of being beaten up everyday and hurt, but you still insist that I go there instead of getting me into a safer school. This is YOURS and DAD'S fault NOT mine." He said jumping up and running upstairs to his room. Brian slammed the door and laid on his bed crying.

Ten minutes later there was a knock on Brian's door. He didn't respond but his mom came in anyway, and sat on his bed.

"Brian I'm sorry. Your right we haven't been listening and just wanted you to succeed. I'll tell you what, I'll get some brochures for a private school how does that sound?" she asked him gently rubbing her hands through his hair. Brian just nodded his head and agreed.

Later that night Brian's dad was told what was going to happen. Martha informed him of the confrontation with Brian and told her husband that Brian was right. They weren't paying attention to what was going on with their son, but now they would and they would get him into a better school. Fred Green agreed and went up to talk with his son. He knocked on the door.

"Come in"

"Hey sport how are you holding up?" he asked giving his son a hug.

"I'm fine just sore," Brian said returning his dad's hug. Brian and his dad talked for a few minutes, then his father went downstairs to help his wife with dinner. They ate dinner then Brian went and got on his computer for a while before going to bed.

The summer days passed slowly and within two weeks they decided with Brian's impute that Brian would attend Pines Academy. Brian was happy that he would be in a different school and a school where maybe he won't be picked on as much. Also at that time, his parents came up with him going to Summer Camp.

"No...No way. I don't want to go there, it would be the same way at school." Brian said shaking his head.

"Brian dear we have already signed you up and you are going and that's final. You need to get out and be with other kids instead of inside and on that computer of yours all day dear." His mother said in a gentle tone. Brian just shook his head but knowing that he lost the battle anyway.

A week later Brian was on a bus heading to Camp Kawana. Brian was scared and didn't want to be there. He begged his parents not to make him go all the way up to the time he had to get on the bus, but still they did not relent. So Brian was now on his way to camp.

Brian sat by himself on the bus and did not talk to any of the other campers. Most probably thought he was a little kid instead of a 14-year-old. Brian was scared for many reasons, one: he was small for his age and an easy target for bullies, two: he was smarter then most kids his age and sometimes that showed, causing him to be an outsider to his own peers and three: the one that NO ONE knew about at all and I mean NO ONE is that he is gay.

Brian has known that he was gay since he was 12, and started thinking about boys instead of girls. He was so scared that others would find out he buried himself in school and computers to protect himself. Now he would be at a camp that he knew nothing about, but what the broacher said and was scared he would be found out because there was nothing for him to busy himself with. Brian doesn't play any sports and doesn't like boats and other types of sports. He can swim but he doesn't care to.

Brian was awakened from his thoughts as the bus pulled into the camp. He looked out the window and saw a bunch of campers with there stuff on the ground in different groups. Brian gathered his bags and walked off the bus after all the other kids were off. As he stepped off he noticed a bunch of kids about his age standing to the right and started heading over there when he was stopped by one of the councilors.

"Sorry little man but the young kids go other there" he pointed to a bunch of 10 and 11-year-olds. This pissed Brian off to no end.

"Hey man I'm 14 my name is Brian Green, I am NOT some little kid ok." He said staring the guy in the eyes then walking away. The councilor not used to being talked to that way was kinda mad but after checking his clipboard and noticing Brian's name he also realized that Brian must have gotten that a lot and it got on his nerves so he let it slip this time.

The man went over the group of 14 and 15-year-olds and got their attention by blowing a whistle.

"Ok everyone listen up. My name is Mark and there are going to be four sets of you. Two sets of girls and two sets of boys. The woman next to me is Debbie she will be the girls' councilor. Ok as I read off your name please come and stand over here to my left you will be in cabin 1. Rick Adams..." the councilor started. When Brian's name was called and he started walking towards that way one of the boys stopped him.

"Hey man the little kids are over there." He said laughing letting Brian go. Brian just looked down and kept on walking over to where he was supposed to go. The councilor saw this but did not say anything at the time.

Brian looked around and noticed the different boys he would be sharing a cabin with, Brian also noticed that the boy who made the comment to him was also in his group, Brian just sighed and continued to stand there not saying anything to anyone.

A few minutes later two more people came up that Brian assumed were councilors as well. Debbie took the 14 girls she had and started walking to there cabin. Mark took his 14 the group that Brian was in and started walking to there cabin. Brian trailed behind not wanting to be around anyone. When they got to the cabin and all went inside, and stopped waited on Mark to say which rooms they would be staying in. He was calling out room assignments and when he got to Brian's name he looked at Brian then said.

"Brian Green and Brad Gronesly. This is your room" Brian and Brad the boy that made the comment to him went into their room and started putting things away. The room was nice, it had two small desks and two beds across from each other. Brad grabbed the one on the left and Brian the one of the right. They started unpacking their stuff when Brian was pushed down on his bed.

"Listen dickweed, don't fuck with me got it. I don't like little pansy-ass faggots and I don't like you." Brad said. Brad released Brian then went about unpacking his stuff. Brian just sat there for a minute before getting up and finishing his unpacking as well. Brad left as soon as he was finished but Brian just stayed in his room.

Brian laid on his bed turned away from the door and cried silently into his pillow. He didn't want to be here but his parents had made him. He just wanted to be home with his computer and books. Why did his mom and dad make him come here he wondered, still silently crying? A few minutes later Mark came in.

"Come on Brian were going to be going into the living room and getting to know each other, and it is mandatory," Mark said. Brian just nodded his head and got up. He was still turned away from Mark and wiped his eyes and cheeks. He turned around and started walking to the living room when Mark stopped him with a hand on his shoulder. "Come on Brian it'll be ok I promise." He said. Brian just shrugged his hand off and keep walking to the living room. Brian walked in and saw a spot in the corner so he went and sat there. Mark watched him the entire time with a sad smile upon his face.

"Ok guys listen up, there are some rules that have to be gone over. First, your door can not be shut all the way it must be left open somewhat whenever anyone is in there. Second, no one is allowed in anyone else's room. Even if you have permission the answer is NO. Three, there is going to be NO bullying here. If I found out that you are bullying someone I will send you to the director's office and ask that you be sent home," when he said that he looked directly at Brad who just stared at him in return "Fourth, you can not go into the woods by yourself. You must have a councilor or some other adult with you at any time you to in there this is for your safety. Fifth: when the bell rings for breakfast, lunch or dinner you must all be together and walk into the cafeteria together and sit together, you cannot sit at anyone else's table. Six: you must ALL sign up for some sort of activity every week. A swimming test is required if you are going to be in the water. And finally, no trying to sneak into the girl's cabins, if you do that you will be sent home. Any questions?" Mark asked. Brad raised his hand. "Yes Brad"

"Do little kids belong with the big boys?" Brad asked looking behind him at Brian who just shrunk smaller into his seat while Brad and the other boys except a few laughed. Mark did not think that was funny.

"Brad that was not funny and any more comments like that and I will see about sending you home GOT IT," Mark said looking heavily at Brad. Brad nodded but didn't look down. About that time the bell for lunch rang. "Ok, guys lets go, lunchtime." Mark got everyone together and tried talking Brian into coming to the front of the line but Brian just shook his head and got in last. Mark decided that Brain was going to be his project for the summer and help him get out of his shell.

Mark led them all to lunch, where they got their food and sat down at a table designated for them. The table was big enough to sit twenty but only 14 of the chairs got filled. Brian sat by himself at the end of the table taking little bites of the food he was given. Brian could feel the other guys staring and snickering at him but he ignored it, after all, he was used to it from his school. Mark saw this but couldn't do anything about it because they were just talking, that was until Brad and a few of his friends got up and put up their trays. As they were headed out the doors they "accidentally" knocked Brian's tray into his lap. They saw this and half heartily apologized then ran out the door laughing.

Brian calmly got up put the food that was on him on his tray and went and threw it away. Mark tried to stop Brian and talk to him but Brian just moved away from him and went out the door headed to the dock. When he got there he noticed no one was there and so he sat down and silently cried wanting to go home. Brian heard footsteps come up behind him and quickly wiped his eyes, but did not turn around.

"Hey Brian, how you doing?" asked Mark as he sat down next to him. "Come on man don't let them get to you ok. Thye're just screw-ups ok. Come on why don't you talk to me. Maybe I can make you feel better." Mark said putting his arm around Brian's shoulder. Brian shrugged the arm from around him and quickly scooted over away from Mark, but still didn't say anything. Mark was upset and knew that Brian was sad but didn't really know what to do. "Brian man come on you have to start talking ok. If you don't they are just going to keep messing with you, and I don't think you want that. You probably have a lot of friends back home and you miss them I know that, but you can make some here I promise." Mark said trying to reach out and touch Brian's shoulder again. Brian jumped up and turned towards Mark, with a glare in his eyes.

"Don't touch me, I don't like it, and NO I don't have any friends at home all I have are my books and my computer. For your information where all of those Neanderthals are in the 8th grade or just going to the 8th grade, I am going to the 11th. No, I have no friends here and I don't want to be here but I have no choice. I am used to being bullied and beat up so leave... me... alone." With that, Brian took off and started running into the woods. He knew he wasn't supposed to but figured maybe he could be sent home for that. Mark saw this and took off after him.

After about a quarter of a mile run Brian stopped and just sat down. Mark came up next to him.

"I know you are trying to get in trouble by running into the woods but I saw you do that and NO you are not going to be sent home. Now come on you have to go and sign up for the activates you want." Mark said putting his hand out but not touching Brian. Brian just sat there for a few minutes then got up on his own and walked back towards the cabin ignoring Mark completely, Brian was pissed and upset.

When they got to the cabin, Brian went to the notice board for the activities and looked at the different things on there. He took a pen and wrote something on them all then turned and walked into his room and slammed the door shut. Brian got on his bed turned away from the door started crying silently then slowly drifted to sleep.

Everyone saw what happened when Brian came in and was surprised when he went and wrote on the notice boards his activities, and they were more surprised when he went to his room and slammed his door. Mark smiled seeing Brian writing on the board but stopped when he read what was on the notice boards. The word NO was written on all the papers where Brian's name was. Mark just got mad and went and opened Brian's and Brad's door, he saw Brian had turned over and was asleep. Mark closed the door about halfway then went into the living room.

"Ok guys listen up and listen carefully. I saw what a few of you did at lunch if that happens again you are OUT do I make myself clear to you." He said. A few said yeah and a few nodded there heads but Brad didn't say anything. Mark went over to him. "Did you hear what I said?" he asked him.

"Yeah so" was Brad's reply. Mark was not happy about this.

"Do you want me to send you home. I can you know."

"For what? I didn't do anything and I apologized. I can't help if the baby can't take a joke." Was all that Brad said. Mark was fuming by now.

"One more time and you are out of here and there is NOTHING you can do to stop it." And with that said Mark turned around and went out the door to talk with the other councilors.