“I hate to do this, Dassy, but it’s not the first time you’re late to an activity. If it happens again, I’m gonna have to report it, okay?”
When the last article of clothing is folded to perfection on my corner of the shelf, I sit back on the bed and proceed to tally up the day’s findings:
Bunkhouse — 8/10. Great location, more spacious than last year’s, but the showers look awful. That’s camp.
Bunk — 6/10. Most girls I know from previous years, but there’s a new, cliquey looking threesome who seem to make a lot of noise. And another girl who no one knows, doesn’t look very happy to be here.
Counselor — 7/10. She comes across as adorable, fun, and peppy, and not the type to be super strict about all the rules. But to be honest, I’m a little intimidated by her. Still, that’s bound to change.
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