Chapter 1: I got the room with the mean girl
I hated how the bus smelled. Like sunscreen, sweat and airfreshner that wasn't doing its job. I sat next to my best friend Kai. I knew him from school but I convinced him to come along this year. So I was going to be showing him around since I've been here for about six years. I'm officially 'one of the older kids' since I'm 14 now. I have the option to help with the younger kids, but I won't be doing that. I'd like to spend these two weeks with someone I actually know.
Kai is yapping about some tour one of his favorite music artist is going on. I don't listen to them and I also don't listen to much of what Kai is saying. When Kai stops to think about the tour dates I jump in and say: "I kind of like one of the guys here" he looks at me with pure disgust. "Jaiden be so for real. I have barely seen our group and I already know he looks like he's easy to draw." It was a joke I didn't like anyone here, I just wanted to see his reaction. "No, I don't I wanted to hear what you'd say." "Well, good."
After a kinda painful two hours of yapping each other's ears off we are finally driving up to camp starlight. It was the same as always. The cafeteria right center, the small library on its right, the garden and cabins on the left. The lake that is connected with the river that goes all around camp. The forest to the far right. And of course the archery field, my favorite, it ways between the library and the forest. I brought my own bow this year. Back in December I started training archery, 8 months later I have my own bow and can show off at camp. Some kids bring their guitars, sadly I'm not as good of a musician.
We finally get to eat, we have the usual chicken with rice, like we always have for lunch the first day. Than its the usual safety talk ("don't wander into the woods" and "don't go running around while people have archery"). When all of that was done, we found out our cabin numbers and cabin mates.
I was in cabin 8 with Emily Boston, Naya Orcada and Crystal Windwood, and five other girls I couldn't really catch the name of.
Emily Boston is your typical rich mean girl, Naya Orcada is a copy of her with just a little less money. They are both stuck up snobs. I dont know who Crystal Windwood is, I just like the sound of her name.