Harmony's Melody (BTS - Jungkook FanFic)

Chapter 12: Wilderness Camp

JUNGKOOK'S POV

"Just go. Why make such a fuss?" Namjoon yawned as he grabbed a pillow and leaned back on the couch.

I glanced back at the note and there was one word I did not want to see. It gave me the shivers.

Wilderness.

"There could be bears!" I protested. I knew there wouldn't be any bears but the thought of sharing cabins with some of the boys in my grade in the middle of a muddy forest with probably no electricity, Wi-Fi or even reception? No way. I deserve better.

"Go while you can. We missed out whilst we were training so yeah." Jin hyung looked at me and then back at the note in my hand.

"Yeah! It was the best thing ever!" Taehyung bounced on his bed again with his front fringe pulled up with a hair elastic.

"Don't you just love the mud oozing into your shoes and the mosquitoes buzzing around and sucking the blood out of your skin?" Jimin tickled me whilst giving me the pedo face and the raised eyebrows.

"You suck the life out of me Jimin." I stood up and headed out of our dorm to our manager so he can give me 'permission'. I guess I'll just go.

Whatever. It'll be over when you actually start to enjoy it.

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SEOYEON'S POV

"We at it, we we at it, we at it, we we at it," I sung to myself as my mini boom box speakers played 'Up & Down' by EXID.

Right now, my room is a mess. It has never looked so messy before. Why?

Because I have a disgusting nature filled 'Wilderness Camp'. I still remembered that 'president' said last time at the cafeteria, there would be this camp.

"Omma! Why did you sign the note?" I whined after turning down the volume a bit.

"Because it's a good opportunity! Where do you see trees in this city?"

I bit my lip. "At school," I mumbled. There's one in front of the front office and I think there is one next to the toilets. That's already too much green.

I sighed and glanced at my half packed suitcase. This stupid thing is happening tomorrow.

Why can't the school organise something like going to an entertainment company? How are trees, mud and bush related to the arts? Unless if we have to paint a scenery or make instruments out of sticks...

I rummaged through my wardrobe picking out what to bring and what to wear. I guess for tomorrow when we get there, I might need this sweater. I pulled out my huge black HBA sweater and moto track pants. This is for the ride there only. I do not want stains on anything nice from my wardrobe.

I glanced back inside my wardrobe and then back at the note. There is a whole list of teamwork activities.

"Mud slide, rowing, building a raft..." I scanned the list. It ain't looking good.

I think I might as well wear something cool when we get there and on the way back since the rest of the days will ruin my clothes.

If I'm going to hate the next three days of my life, there is only one thing that is going to make me happy.

Clothes...fashion.

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"Appa." I pulled out one earphone and through my shades, glanced at my dad who was driving me to school. I can't believe I'm going away...to the wilderness bushes.