Pulling Up to Camp242Please respect copyright.PENANAJ7O2tMQi0d
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—”242Please respect copyright.PENANA5b5ogcu7GG
Sophia (cutting her off): “Yeah, can’t wait for the smell of bug spray and screaming ten-year-olds.”242Please respect copyright.PENANARG5mT4qQUw
Mom: “Think of it as an adventure. Who knows? You might actually have fun.”
First Impressions242Please respect copyright.PENANAgsoCETjzgo
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?”242Please respect copyright.PENANA8LCMIXd4pK
Sophia (startled): “Oh, yeah. First year.”242Please respect copyright.PENANAGEeIcKTMzP
Counselor (grinning): “Good luck. Hope you like running after kids who don’t listen.”
The Cabin242Please respect copyright.PENANA3leSdottmC
Sophia’s unpacking in the counselor’s cabin when Lia strolls in, dropping onto the bunk across from hers.
Lia: “You’re Sophie, right?”242Please respect copyright.PENANApPpYLJSEXn
Sophia (nervous): “Yeah. How’d you know?”242Please respect copyright.PENANA5l3fVQDbnS
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.”242Please respect copyright.PENANAvLImX1hPSr
Lia (teasing): “We’ll see.”
Bonfire Night242Please respect copyright.PENANAVgRObKcME3
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.”242Please respect copyright.PENANAw1Gjlhyh6K
Sophia (glancing at her): “What if I don’t?”242Please respect copyright.PENANAVONokWpLEM
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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