“Justin Taylor, get your ass on the bus right this second!” “Yes Mrs Novotny…” The bored tone of the blond boy echoed across the parking lot as he looked sideways at the older blonde who hastily bent down and kissed his cheek before bustling off, dragging her daughter behind her. Justin dragged himself towards the group of boys, offering a lopsided, slightly cheeky, grin to his best friend, as he threw an arm round the boy’s shoulder. He led the brunette towards the bus his mother was currently glaring affectionately at them from the door of. “Sunshine, Michael; hurry your asses up or we’ll leave without you!” Both Justin and Michael knew that the threat was as hollow as a crystal queens head, because the last thing Debbie would do was to leave two of her boys behind to fend for themselves. She didn’t have the heart. Justin dragged his friend to the seats at the back of the bus where the other two members of their ‘gang' already sat, waiting for them. The taller one looked up at the blond from under his long black eyelashes, flashing a flirtatious grin at Justin. “Isn’t it just so exciting, Justy? A whole week camping!” ‘Justy’ rolled his eyes at the pet-name, allowing a sigh to escape his lips. “Oh yes, Emmett, it’s simply thrilling!” he replied, sarcasm evident to everyone but Emmett. The oldest member of the group, Ted, rolled his eyes at the blond’s somewhat childish behaviour before immersing himself once again in his book. Justin flopped onto the seat, his legs slung over Ted’s lap as he made a grab for the book, bringing it to his face. “War and Peace!? What the fuck, Ted!?” he laughed, throwing the book back in the boys lap; the book’s owner glaring at the blond before continuing to read. Justin yawned as he fixed his shirt and loosened his necktie slightly. That was the one thing he hated about his uniform. The necktie. Granted, by the time they got to the lake this afternoon, it would probably be tied round his head in a way that resembled Sylvester Stallone as Rocky. Justin raised his head as Debbie stood up to address the boys. “Right! Listen up. We’re gonna be partnering up with another group this year at the lake, okay?!” Being a Boy Scout just got interesting.