Personal Narrative: The King's Cabin

Making the decision to go up to the King's Cabin at the private lake two hours outside of town had been a big decision. But it was a decision I had made - even after Connor had begged me not too.

"You're breaking tradition."
"It's not tradition. We've gone twice," I argue.
"You were sick last year and freshman year I was sick!"
"Connor, it's not that big of a deal. I'll still be there. Plus, this way you have a good excuse to stay out."

The main reason I had decided not to head up to the lake with Connor was because his family tagged along every year. At the King's Cabin it would be parent free. I was counting on some real fun for spring break for the first time since eighth grade - and I wasn't even sure that would count after the week was

Mason, Dylan, and Avery drove up in one car. Brinley, Harper, and Ethan in the second. Then me, Ashton, Leighton, and Liam in the third. Liam was helping direct Ashton since he had never actually driven there himself.

"When was the last time you were even up here?" I ask, as he takes the exit off the highway right behind the rest of The Elite.
"Freshman year, I guess before you moved to Arcadia. We came up here for fall break."
"Did Connor come with you?" I ask, glancing over at him.
He frowns, "Yeah, he did. I guess I should have thought about asking him along."
I shake my head, "He'll be at his parents cabin. In fact, he's been up here for two days."

Ashton glances at me as we pull up to the stop light.

"Have you been there with

"Follow me."

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After unpacking and learning that the kitchen was fully stocked thanks to the house keeper that checked in periodically we had made a trip to the nearest liquor store to stock up for the first party of the week.

Of course the rest of the afternoon had consisted of a nap for just about everybody - only I couldn't sleep. Instead I find myself wandering and happen upon Ashton as he's setting up the wet bar.

"I thought you were taking a nap?"
I shrug as I pick up a random bottle and glance up at him.
"I haven't been sleeping a whole lot."

He presses his lips together and takes the bottle from me, setting it in the large inflatable pool.

"Aren't the girls getting ready?"
I shrug, "I got ready when I couldn't sleep."
He smirks, looking me up and down.

"You know, there's going to be a lot of guys here tonight."
"I'm aware, Ashton."
He bites his lip and shakes his head, walking around the wet bar with a box in his hands.
"That's why I gave you the room, you know. Just in case you need to hide in there from some creep."
"You didn't have to do that," I say