Pulling Up to Camp277Please respect copyright.PENANABSFxibB1vE
Sophia sits in the passenger seat of her mom’s car, watching the trees blur by as they drive up the long, winding road to Camp Maple Ridge. Her phone buzzes in her lap—texts from friends back home about beach trips and parties she’s missing. She sighs, shoving it into her pocket.
Mom (cheerfully): “You’re going to love it here! Fresh air, sunshine—”277Please respect copyright.PENANA0g0uAuXNem
Sophia (cutting her off): “Yeah, can’t wait for the smell of bug spray and screaming ten-year-olds.”277Please respect copyright.PENANAgQvuMaFzw7
Mom: “Think of it as an adventure. Who knows? You might actually have fun.”
First Impressions277Please respect copyright.PENANApqq5BAIkjn
The camp is buzzing with activities kids running around, counselors unpacking, and the faint smell of pine in the air. Sophia drags her duffle bag toward the main cabin, looking around nervously. That’s when she spots her.
Lia stands by the lake, sunglasses pushed up in her hair, laughing with a group of counselors. Sophia tries not to stare, but it’s impossible. M catches her eye for a second, smirking just enough to make Sophie look away.
Counselor (behind her): “You new?”277Please respect copyright.PENANANevwuhL0tn
Sophia (startled): “Oh, yeah. First year.”277Please respect copyright.PENANAylySkpSsun
Counselor (grinning): “Good luck. Hope you like running after kids who don’t listen.”
The Cabin277Please respect copyright.PENANA9B8BgwEel3
Sophia’s unpacking in the counselor’s cabin when Lia strolls in, dropping onto the bunk across from hers.
Lia: “You’re Sophie, right?”277Please respect copyright.PENANA6uSQjMKVkA
Sophia (nervous): “Yeah. How’d you know?”277Please respect copyright.PENANAisofxKlSF7
Lia (grinning): “I know everyone. Plus, they told me I’m stuck with you for the next eight weeks.”
Sophia’s heart skips. She tries to play it cool.
Sophia: “Lucky you.”277Please respect copyright.PENANA5t4K3ji3Tu
Lia (teasing): “We’ll see.”
Bonfire Night277Please respect copyright.PENANACyUgvZywWE
Later that evening, the counselors gather around a bonfire to kick off the summer. Sophia sits quietly, listening to everyone joke and laugh. Lia slides down onto the log next to her, shoulders brushing.
Lia (softly): “Don’t worry. First week’s always awkward. You’ll get used to it.”277Please respect copyright.PENANABMsLvRMvxw
Sophia (glancing at her): “What if I don’t?”277Please respect copyright.PENANAM2ML8DycKl
Lia (grinning): “Then you’re stuck with me. I make a great escape plan.”
Sophia laughs, and for the first time, summer doesn’t feel so bad.
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