Summer camp... you hated it so much, you were afraid that one day you'd go to camp because you were afraid you wouldn't have any friends there, and since you didn't have many friends in your class, it would be even worse at summer camp.

And of course, the day you dreaded the most arrived. Your parents signed you up for summer camp for a few days... not weeks. But MONTHS. Months at summer camp where you'd have no friends, it was awful...

On the bus, you were sitting next to your camp suitcase, everyone was talking, laughing, making jokes while you were all alone in your corner because you were too shy to talk to people.

When you arrived at summer camp, everyone took their suitcases and went in front of a sort of castle. It was the summer camp. It was very beautiful, and a woman who looked about 40 spoke, explaining that there would be games to play. Diving, boating, gardening, pottery, art, cooking...

The summer camp didn't seem to be that bad with that information. Did you love the garden? You might stay there for a long time. You loved pottery too, cooking... you loved all the activities at summer camp.

After the lady spoke, she said everyone should look for their dorms, which were upstairs on the left, and the showers and toilets on the right. Everyone ran around the castle and upstairs, trying to find the best dorms.

You walked with your suitcase up the stairs, going left for the dorms. Every time you passed the dorms, you heard laughing, talking... so it was full, no room for you.

But after a few minutes, you passed a dorm near the stairs... silence, no voices, no laughter, nothing at all. You decided to knock and open the door. You saw two beds and a suitcase.

You then saw a young man about your age, sitting on his bed, reading a book, and he looked up when he heard the door open, his name was James Phelps.