#idk why im reposting this on my tumblr but i am indeed regretting it

[fictional-character-whore]

CHAPTER 1 

SUMMARY - Lydia Lupis had lived a terrible 14 years of life. She went to a school full of drug dealing thieves and gangs, lived in a shitty neighbourhood, had parents that didn't even give a shit about her to come home and a brother that treated her like absolute trash. The only half decent thing in her life was a stupid camp - Camp Rim of the World. Her brother Conrad gad a job there but instead of actually doing it, he just snogged any girl he could find, leaving Lydia to do his job for him. Lydia was never that much of a social person and usually spent most of her time at the camp either working or in her own cabin reading. Lydia expected these school holidays to be the same as every other, but what she didn't know was that these holidays were going to change her life. Aliens were taking over planet earth and after following three kids into the woods and meeting a strange boy, the fate of the world somehow rest in their hands. With her new found friends will they be able to save the world before humanity becomes extinct and will a curtain strange boy steal Lydia's heart or smash it into a million pieces?

WARNINGS - i wrote this story years ago so i can’t remember exactly what’s in this but let me know if i miss anything! swearing, mentions of abuse, mentions of parental neglect, mild violence and threatenings, use of weapons, blood?, mega freaking cringe read at your own risk lol

"Wake up Bitch! The campers are arriving!"

My eyes snapped open to the sound of my brother's booming voice and his fist bashing against the door of my cabin.

I sighed and got out of bed to opened the door, almost getting hit in the head by my brother's fist.

"Fuck man, could you at least give me another twenty minutes of sleep? I couldn't sleep last night with all the noise coming from your gay party last night," I said with a scowl on my sleepy face.

"Tough luck shit head, the campers are about to start showing up in about half an hour so if I were you I would get my shit done before they get here and trash the place," he said while walking away.

"Whatever..." I closed the door and went back to bed.

My brother Conrad and I have been living at the camping grounds of Camp Rim of the World for the past few days, helping set up the camp for the holidays. He worked here as one of the camp instructors and since I didn't really have anywhere else to go when he was at work I just with him.

The first few times staying here were fun but after a while it got pretty boring, but it was always fun watching the newbies get scared doing some of the activities.

I got along with most of the workers and the kids my age but I never got too close to anyone because after having the kind of childhood I've had, I learnt that you can never trusted anyone but yourself. So I kind of isolated myself from the group of kids and did my own thing or helped out around the camp.

But sometimes coming here was a relief because being at school and home wasn't always great. The school I go to is full of fucking assholes that sell drugs, drink and do a tone of other fuckin' fucked up shit. Everyone had some kind of weapon on them because you never knew when someone was going to attack you and you never had anything precious on you in case someone stole it.

Throughout my high school years, I learned that the school was split into three main gangs and if you weren't apart of one, you got beat up, stolen from and sometimes killed. Being in a gang was really the only way to have protection and some kind of security and safety at school. When you're in a gang you look after one another, you stick together and back each other up if someone's in trouble. You were basically family in a weird and violent way.

But the higher rank in a gang you were, the more power and protection you had. When a new school year started and the grade twelves left and the grade sevens came, a new leader was picked, that is if the leader had left. When the new kids arrived they had to do trials if they wanted to be apart of a gang and if they made the trials they had to prove their loyalty by completing a task given to them by the gang leader. It was very rare for a grade seven or eight kid to get a high rank really quickly or easily because most of the time they still have to prove their loyalty because with their young and experienced minds they can easily change their minds and leave their gang for another.

I was a grade eighter but I was trusted by my gang and had a high rank by the time I reached the middle of grade seven. I had power and skills that my gang use to their advantage and after some training I became their assassin.

Home wasn't much better either.

We lived in a shitty neighbourhood full of shitty people and shit. Mum and Dad were barely ever home and I had to basically live by myself with Conrad.

My brother was a selfish piece of shit that didn't give two fucks about me so it was technically just me living, surviving defending for myself.

I had learnt how to shoot a gun at the age of seven, how to fight with knives, how to pickpocket anyone that walked past me, how to sell drugs for money but obviously not take them and how to defend myself and hide when necessary. I had learnt how to survive and it's probably not your ideal idea of a great childhood but it was life and I just had to get though it until I could leave.

The sound of tires on the dirt road and the screech of brakes made me open my eyes and groan.

I got up and went to my wardrobe to get dressed. Unlike most girls I didn't like the shit that they wear. I mean who wants to wear something that covers half their ass and a quarter of their tits? Honestly, you might as well go fucking naked.

But sometimes I liked to mix things up a bit, especially if I'm feeling convergent or sexy.

I grabbed my tight black strapped top and placed favourite red flannel shirt over my shoulders, leaving it unbuttoned, then some not too short black jean shorts. I tied my black bandanna around my head which kept my short shoulder length dirty blonde hair out of my face. I tied my spiked choker around my neck and my chain bracelets to my wrists, I put my sunnies on and slipped my black converse onto my feet, walking out of my cabin and out into the sunlight.

As I closed the door and walked down the pathway towards the dining hall, I could hear more cars pulling up and the sounds of kids talking, screaming and running around.

I've never really liked people, even before most of my crappy childhood. They just never really seemed very nice, real or important. From what I've seen, most kids my age (which is 14) are not really the friendly type. They bully and pick on other kids and they're all selfish, self-centred and fake. But I was fine without them, I didn't need anyone. Never have and never will.

As I reached the dining hall I saw a familiar black man hanging out the window waving to me. I smiled and walked over to the window he was at.

"Hey there Polar Bear! Did you finally decide to come out of your cave and join society?" Logan the camp leader asked me.

"No I came to restock on food for my next hibernation," I smirked at him.

Logan was an idiot, a funny and nice idiot but still an idiot.

"Haha well you better stock up quick because by the time half the campers get here there's probably going be nothing left."

"What a shame, I'll just have to go hunting then if that's the case."

"Woah there polar bear! No need to get violent, we can learn to share can't we?"

"You'll just have to wait and find out."

"I don't think I want to find out." He said closing the window laughing.

I chuckled and entered the dining hall.

I went into the kitchen and buttered some bread to eat. As I exited the kitchen I saw a bunch of campers lining up at the registration tables to get there cabin numbers and hand in their phones and stuff.

I saw a guy standing in front Lucy, one of the camp workers that was currently collecting kid's phones. He looked like some rich kid who's never gone outside before. He had two chain necklaces around his neck and a gold loop earring in his right ear. But the thing that weirded me out the most was his clothes. It looked like he was wearing fucking silk pyjamas, I mean who the fuck in their right mind wears pyjamas to a camp? This kid has obviously never been to camp before, let alone outside a city. But I've seen him around before in some previous camps and I've tried my hardest to avoid him and others like that and so far have been successful, but lets not get my hopes up that it'll be that same this camp.

I saw that the pj kid and Lucy were having a conversation that had suddenly turned dark and Lucy looked like she was ready to slap him in the face.

This guy was obviously a pain in the ass.

I walked out of the dining hall and over to the zip-line where I was posted to work today or more like my brother was posted to work. I didn't technically have a job at the camp but since my brother didn't really do anything but snog girls, I kind of just showed up and did it for him.

When I got to the zip line area there was a big group of kids hanging around the tower of the zip line talking about how awesome and fun it looked so I assumed that they were all newbies. I grinned and told them to buggar off until the zip line opened. Once they were gone I started to set it all up.

About twenty minutes later Logan showed up with the pj kid that I saw in the dining hall trailing behind him talking up a storm.

Great now this kid was a one of those kids that hung out with the adults because they thought they were too cool to hang out with the other 'lame' kids.

When Logan saw me he smiled and started walking a little faster.

"Hey there Polar Bear! Did you decide to skip hibernation this winter?" He asked me.

"I've considered enjoying this winter without sleeping throughout the whole time. And besides, someone's gotta do Conrad's job for him," I said.

"Well you should tell him to get his head out of his ass and do his job instead of his sister doing it for him," he joked back.

"Isn't that your job though?" I said with a grin.

"Yeah I guess but you're his sister and you know how scared I am of his big man titties and that gorgeous blonde mullet of his," He said while making a fake scared expression on his face.

I chuckled and shoved him towards the ladder that led up to the zip line, "get up there you dork."

"Alright, alright. Dariush, are you coming?" Logan asked from the first few steps of the ladder.

I turned back around and saw the kid staring at me, mouth open and what looked to be a bit of drool hanging from the corner of his lips. I cringed in disgust, "you're gonna have a broken nose and ribs in the next few minutes if you don't fuck off right now buddy."

He suddenly stood up straight and wiped the drool from his face, he put a confident smirk on his face as he walked over to me like he hadn't heard a single word that came out of my mouth. , "hello gorgeous," he said as he reached for my hand but before he could I grabbed his shoulder and brought my knee up straight into his chest, feeling the soft material of his clothes while also feeling his ribs snap like a twigs.

His grabbed at his chest but before he could do anything else I grabbed his hair yanked his face upwards and punched him square in the face sending him flying backwards towards the ground. He fell to the ground and curled in on himself, grabbing at his ribs in pain while making weird squeaking noises like a mouse.

Logan started laughing like a maniac as he climbed down the ladder and went to see if his friend was alright.

"I warned you kid but you didn't listen, you didn't fuck off, and little things like that are gonna get you hurt just like it did now. So next time I encourage you to just fuck off when told to."

With that I crossed my arms and went over to the line of kids waiting for a zip line ride. After watching what happen to the pj kid they were all a little scared of me and kept their respectful distance away. I didn't mind though, it was nice to know that I had some power over them.

We were an hour in and had about thirty three kids go on the zip line. The next kid that was going on had red hair and a tone of freckles. He was small and looked scared, and not just scared of me.

After I got him suited up and ready to climb the tower he began to shake a bit and I could see the fear in his eyes. I had heard of this kid from eaves dropping on the others kids, apparently he was a bloody nerd and never left his room, but from the scars on his arms; which look to be burns, I could tell that he had gone though something traumatic and the fact that the other kids were talking about him like they were made me feel kind of bad for him.

I put my hand on the kids shoulder, making him jump a bit and look up at me. I gave him a small smile, "you don't have to do this, you know that right? It's perfectly fine if you don't."

But he just looked back at the tower and shook his head no.

"Alright, suit yourself," I said pushing him towards the ladder for his turn.

I watched as he climbed up. Slowly and unsteadily. Logan was at the top with Dariush calling out encouraging words to him who I now assumed was called Alex. When he got to the top Logan helped him up and they were out of sight.

I looked over to the next kid in line and told him to get ready for his turn.

A few seconds later Alex was climbing back down the ladder, shaking even more and breathing like he had just run a marathon. He most likely just had a panic attack.

As he reached the bottom I unhooked him from the rope and was about to check if he was alright but he ran off.

Some of the kids started to whisper and talk about how he was a pussy for not going down the zip line. I frowned at this and walked over to them, "just because he didn't do the zip line doesn't mean that he's a pussy. For all we know you could be the next person to climb back down that ladder, how would you feel then if everyone started calling you a pussy for it, huh?" I was met with silence and heads tilted towards the ground in shame, "Yeah, that's what I thought."

I walked back to the kid at the front of the line, hooked him up and he started climbing.

The rest of the day was filled with kids running around screaming, playing and being annoying little shits. I spent most of my time and the zip line but when it reached about four o'clock, we started to pack up and head over to the dining hall.

I grabbed myself a ham sandwich and a glass of orange juice and headed over to a deserted table in the back corner.

While I was eating I could feel the eyes of a group of boys around me. They were staring and whispering to their friends and when I looked at them they just smirked and wolf whistled at me.  After a few minutes of this I got pissed and walked over to their table to confront them. As I walked over there I observed the boys to see what I was dealing with. A group of about seven guys that looked to all be the age of thirteen, fourteen and fifteen. They were all quite ugly I thought, they probably thought that they were the coolest kids here and thought they could intimidate me because the way they all got excited and crazy at the fact that I was walking over to them was a definite give away.

This is good though, the more they underestimated me, the better.

"Hey boys," I said leaning on the edge of their table, "mind explaining to me why you pervs can't keep your eyes where they should be and not at my tits?" I asked them with an innocent look.

"Woah there baby doll! No need to acuse is of something we would most certainly not do," a boy at the end said making some of his friends giggle.

"Yeah, but those tits do look pretty good though," another kid quickly cut in making the group burst out laughing.

I stood there with my arms crossed and my eyebrows raised, waiting for them to finish.

"You idiots done?" They all stopped and waited for me to continue, "good. Now let's get to the point. I don't need you fucking pervs staring at me like horny creeps while I'm trying to eat so if you don't mind keeping your eyes and thoughts to yourselves then I see no reason for anyone to get hurt. Ok?"

"'No reason for anyone to get hurt' what the fuck are you talking about bitch?" A third guy said.

"If you stop perving on me then you won't have to find out," I said and turned away to leave but one of the guys closest to me had he guts to slap my ass. The boys started laughing but stopped when they saw what I was doing.

In a flash, I had grabbed the ass slapper and put him into a head lock while pulling my knife from my sleeve and had it pressed to his throat. I was angry now and I wasn't going to take any more of their shit.

"Holy fuck! Calm the down you crazy bitch! We were only playing with you." One of them said.

"Yeah? You were only playing with me were you? Well guess what, I'm not playing with you. Where I'm from if you 'play' with someone you can almost get yourself killed, so let me make myself clear. I don't play games and if you boys desire that it would be fun to mess around with the 'crazy emo chick,' yes I have heard what everyone calls me, then you better watch your backs because you might just get your throats slit and I'm sure none of you want than, do you?" I said this in the most calm but menacing voice as possible, making sure that they knew who they were dealing with.

They all nodded their heads in agreement.

"Good," I let go of the boy and put my knife back in my sleeve as I walked back to my table.

I sculled the rest of my drink, grabbed my sandwich and headed back to my cabin, finishing my sandwich on the way.

As I walked along the dirt path towards the cabins, I walked past the camp fire site. There were kids gathered all around them, huddled together to try and get warm in the cool afternoon almost night. I saw Logan and Carl sitting by one fire talking and joking like best friends usually do. But as I watched them I suddenly felt a great longing and sadness inside me.

I was familiar with the feeling. It was loneliness. I had felt it many times while at the camp, I would go around minding my own business when this feeling would suddenly appear. And every time I felt it, it grew and grew and it was digging deeper into my chest trying to get to my heart and once it did it would squeeze and squeeze until it just stopped, and that would be when I finally broke. But that wasn't going to happen any time soon, it couldn't. I just had to suck it up and push it back down into the pit of my stomach where it slowly grew stronger.

I had always wanted a friend and a family, a real family that actually cared about me and real friends that I could trust and feel completely open with. I've always wanted someone that I could tell all my secrets to, that I could share my troubles to and know that they would support and comfort me as I cried on their shoulder. I've never had someone that I felt completely free with before but I've always wanted it, and even though I've grown to trust no one but myself, I've still had hope that I would find someone, maybe a friend or someone I could call family or maybe a soulmate, I don't know. But I've always had that little bit of hope that I would find them, I just had to be patient.

But I've never been good with emotions or feelings and if it came to actually have to feel something other than hate, fear or annoyance towards someone that I would be completely lost and doomed. So I pushed the feeling down and kept walking.

I walked towards the bridge that lead to the cabins but I saw two kids standing there. One was the ranga Alex from the zip line and an Asian girl that I didn't know. They were both standing on opposite ends of the bridge, not talking or anything but just leaning against the railing, looking out over the water and enjoying being in each other's company.

They looked perfect together. They had the perfect setting, the perfect timing, basically the perfect everything. It was so beautiful and as I stopped and watched their little moment that stupid feeling resurfaced into my chest again. Digging deeper and getting closer to the one thing besides my brain that was keeping my walls up.

This was ridiculous, I didn't need anyone and I most certainly didn't want a moment as perfect as this in my life, no way on earth! The thing that I needed was to survive long enough to get away from my horrible past and start my life over again. So as I pushed that feeling back down again, I quietly walked across the bridge, doing my best not to draw their attention and ruin their special moment.

Once I reached the other side I ran straight to my cabin. I got changed into my pyjamas and went straight into my bed and curled up into a ball. I shut my eyes tight and hoped that sleep would catch me before my feelings and thoughts could.

>*< >*< >*< Time Skip >*< >*< >*<

I had woken up at four that morning, my eyes were red, puffy and sore from crying myself to sleep after trying to drown out my feelings. I knew I had no chance at going back to sleep so I binged watched Stranger Things on my iPad until morning. It's morning now and Logan is currently at my door trying to convince me to work today instead of 'hibernating.'

"Come on Lydia! It'll be fun! You love canoeing, and if you don't go than you'll get fat fro-"

He stumbled backwards as I slammed the door open, "No-one. Calls. Me. Fat." I growled in his face.

"O-okay! Tha-at's fine! I will be sure to remember that!" he said while trying not to look scared but failing miserably.

"I'll go canoeing but only for the morning. Once we come back from the first few groups I'm done for the rest of the day and you won't bother me for the whole afternoon. Do I make myself clear?"

"Crystal.."

"Good. Give me five minutes to get dressed and I'll be ready to go."

"Okay," he walked off and I shut the door.

I was posted to work at the canoeing site with Logan, Carl and a few others today but after crying myself to sleep last night because of fucking loneliness, I didn't really want to do anything today except watch Netflix in bed. But I knew that if I did that then I would just feel even more lonely and pathetic. That and Logan wouldn't leave me alone until I at least get out of my cabin. So I made the deal of doing half a day instead.

I grabbed my ACDC shirt and black side up leather pants (like Klaus's from the Umbrella Academy - I love his style by the way) and put on my black leather jacket that had a gang logo on the back of a zombie bear head with the words "Grizzly Ghouls." I tied my black choker with a crystal charm around my neck and my black finger-less leather gloves. I tied my red and black bandanna onto my head, slid on my sunnies, popped some chewing gum into my mouth and walked out the door, slipping my red converse on along the way.

As I reached the vans that were driving us to the canoeing area at the river, I saw that both vans were almost full of kids and Logan and Carl sat in the drivers seats waiting for everyone to get in so they could leave. I went to the van at the front and gabbed the door handle to the front passengers seat when it suddenly burst open and hit me right in the head. I stumbled backwards a bit and I touched my head to make sure that nothing was broken or too badly injured. When I pulled my hand away from my face I saw blood on my fingertips, I touched my nose again and felt the blood dripping out of it.

Anger boiled inside of me and as I looked up and saw who had hit me, my anger turned to rage. It was Dariush.

"What the fuck you stupid wanker!" I said beginning to walked towards the trembling kid as he backed up against the van.

"I-I-I'm s-sorry! I didn't m-mean to! I s-swear!"

I grabbed he front of his shirt and roughly shoved him against the van door, "you're sorry are you? Well sorry ain't gonna cut it you little bitch! You hit me in the head with a fucking door you stupid cunt!"

"I'm sorry," he said as he began to cry.

"I should bash you for that you stupid piece of shit but you know what I'm gonna do?" I pulled out a dagger from the inside of my jacket and pointed it at his neck. He was sobbing now and it was so pathetic I almost wanted to just beat him with my fists.

But before I could take it any further Carl stepped in and pushed me away from Dariush, "Lydia! Put that thing away now you crazy bitch! Just because he accidentally hit you with the door as he was getting out doesn't mean you have to threaten to cut his guts out!"

"Fuck off Carl, this is none of your business," I snapped.

"Well it is if you're being a moody little brat and threatening campers lives with a knife in your jacket," he said to me, "Now put that thing away and get in the car."

"Whatever," I turned away from Carl and glared at a terrified Dariush, "This isn't over dickhead," and he ran away to the other van.

I looked back up to Carl who was staring at me in disbelief, "don't look at me like that or I'll do worse to you than I was going to do with him."

He just rolled his eyes as if my threat meant nothing, and got back into the van. When I got into the van it was completely silent and I could basically feel every kids eyes in the back seats glaring lasers into the back of my head. I growled in annoyance and told Carl to start driving.

The drive was short, silent and awkward. The kids were probably scared that if they moved or spoke that I would lash out at them like I did with Dariush, but honestly the kid deserved what he had coming to him. The little prick had the nerve to call me gorgeous and try and kiss my hand after I had specifically told him what would happen if he didn't just fuck off, now he just so happened to slam a car door right into my face. I would have beaten the shit out of him and cut him until he looked like an animal that got stuck in a razor and barbed wire fence if Carl hadn't stopped me. But boy was I going to hurt him when he made another wrong move against me.

As I hopped out of the car I saw that Dariush was hanging around Logan, not leaving his side or taking his fear filled eyes off me. I grinned a wide evil grin and walked with the rest of the group towards the edge of the riverbank where Ameline stood; she ran the canoeing area and activities.

"Uhh Sorry guys, some kid shit the canoe while shootin' the rapids," she announced to everyone as they all 'awed' in disappointment, I just rolled my eyes.

Logan, Carl, Ameline and Dariush got into conversation, I turned around to go back to the van but I saw Alex and the Asian girl walk off into the bush (sorry guys im Australian). I sighed knowing that I would have to go after them, but then I saw that Dariush walked in the same direction a few seconds after them and I sighed even louder.

As I trudged through the bush I could suddenly hear screaming and shouting. It sounded like Alex and as I got closer I could make out that he was screaming and begging for someone to stop. Panic and fear ran through my veins and I began to run.

Shit he could be getting fucking raped or bashed or something! Fuck if I get there and he's dead and I get seen with the body than I'm going to get blamed, and I could not afford to get thrown back in Juvie. I had shit to do back at school and home and if I'm not there when school starts then all hell would brake loose, literally. But right now my main priority was to get to Alex before something bad happened.

I reached a small clearing were it sounded like Alex was located. I frantically scanned the area for any sign of Alex or the Asian girl and as my eyes looked to the edge of the mountain to my right, my panic lessened at what I saw. Dariush was holding Alex at the edge, standing on top of the rocks. Dariush was apparently trying to help Alex conquer his fear of heights and Alex was trying his hardest to get away from him. From what I could see Dariush was doing a pretty shit job of helping Alex because it just looked like he was getting even more scared.

I was just about to run and help Alex but someone appeared out of nowhere and beat me to it.

"Let him go!"

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