Loopkicks Camp - The Game Post #21

Loopkicks Camp - The Game Post #21

July 2004

Campers were arriving to the camp today. For the most part we had everyone’s travel info. We picked up campers and drove them to the hotel. One problem was that on the camp’s website the hotel for the camp was not the one we were actually using. A couple of campers went there to look for us. So we went on a while goose chase looking for stranded campers.

One group of campers we were looking for didn’t know where they were. Ended up at some Asian fast food place they said. We stopped at a boba place as we waited for Dee to figure out where they were. We sat and waited for instructions from home base to find the campers. We chilled and played cards for an hour while we waited. Then we got the address of where they were. It was where we were. We turned and saw a group of kids at a table across from us with duffle bags. How retarded was that?

I walked up to them and asked if they were campers. They said yes. They told me they recognized me but wasn’t sure if it was me. They were to scared to ask lol. Kids are funny.

That was the only real drama of the day, thankfully. The first night of camp went very smoothly. That day I decided to do a mini show at the end of the camp. Have a little show for the campers and utilize all the talent we had. It would be a good show.

I decided to do a ballad piece for the show. I intended Throwback to do it with me since she was the most talented girl and it would easy to show emotion with someone that you have been intimate with.

But she refused to do it with me. I knew she would say no but I had to ask. So I had to find another girl to do it with me. There one other girl that was decent enough to fill her shoes. By doing this, I was 100% for sure getting myself into some kind of drama. Fuck it! Why not? “Let’s do this bitch” A quote made famous by Chris Balualua.

So I choose Wild One. Wild One was a very close friend of Atlanta. Like a little sister to her. I’ve known her since she was a teenager. Watched her grow up. She had been a drama queen just like her mentor. I think she was about 20 years old by this time.

She and I clicked right away. The routine was coming together smoothly. The piece had a person singing live while we performed. It was a love song and we told the story with martial arts. We had to show that we were attracted to each other. Of course this would lead to us becoming closer with each other.

Later that night there was party at a friend’s house. Everyone was going to be there. After we dropped off all the campers and fed them. I headed over to the party. When I got there the party was nearly over. When I say over I mean everyone was drunk, sleepy or about to hook up with someone. Throwback was there and it was the first time we would actually talk to each other.

I asked her what was going on and why she was avoiding me. She told me that she had spent a month with Gifted’s boyfriend’s friend (Prodigy). He really liked her and she felt the same way about him. She told me they didn’t hook up but they have some very special moments together. He also had a girlfriend at the time. Which made things complicated.

She couldn’t be seen talking with me, because Gifted’s boyfriend (Darkside) would tell Prodigy that she was speaking with me again. I understood her situation and would stay away from her. Though I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She was still so beautiful. Our conversation ended because she could feel Darkside’s eyes on her.

I then focused my attention on Wild One. She was definitely a handful in more ways the one. I think she wanted to conquer me. Maybe she wanted to have what Atlanta had and find out what it was all about. But that’s just a guess. Throwback had left way before Wild One and I began flirting. It was becoming obvious that something was brewing between us. I thought she was a fun girl to hang out with. So I would play the game with her.

That night we slept together on the couch. He played around a bit. But I kept it PG-13. I think it was the first time I have ever been the one in control of the action. We fell asleep next together.

The next day was a monstrous tricking day. Everyone was going hard. People were throwing all sorts of crazy tricks and combos. I started to realize why people would continue to come to this camp. People break through sticking points in their tricking when they are around other talented people. Walls were crumbling down. For the most part the best trickers were helping other trickers get better and not being pushed themselves. The energy here was intense and fun. People wanted to see it first had and be apart of history in the making.

The singer that was singing the song in our routine invited us to a club that he was going to that night. Wild One had a fake ID. So we decided to go together. Girls drinking alcohol, me dancing, sexual tension and me not giving a fuck equals a recipe for chaos.

We arrive to the club. Wild One is wearing a revealing dress with no undergarments. How do I know you ask? Very tight dress with No bra straps and no panty lines. What will happen tonight?

We meet up with the singer and he walks off with Wild One. Someone was trying to get her attention tonight. I didn’t care because I had a feeling she would be coming back. I danced for a while by myself and with some random girls that weren’t very interesting. I sat down for a moment and suddenly someone was kissing my ear. I turned and looked at who it was. Of course it was Wild One. She was a bit tipsy.

“Having fun?” she asked

“Yup, it could be better though” I said

“How so?” She wondered

“You with me on the dance floor” I demanded

She agreed and we went hard on the dance floor. She loved being the center of attention. I helped fueled the fire by being a good dance partner. After we danced, I told her that we should get out of here. She didn’t hesitate to even answer me. We left the club together not even saying by to the singer.

We left the club and the things calmed down a bit while I was driving us home. We talked the whole way back about everything. Atlanta, her situation with her ex, things happening in our lives. I decided to go get something to eat instead of taking her home.

We sat at Denny’s and talked for another hour. She was a cool girl underneath all that crazy. I didn’t want to ruin the cool moment we had by getting freaky. I told her how cool she was and that we shouldn’t force things and just let things happen.

The game had begun. We would sleep together at some point during this camp. It was a matter who would give in and tell the other person that they wanted to do it.