You weren't a bad kid.

But your parents certainly thought so when they sent you and your siblings to a behavioral camp in Colorado, miles away from your home in Indiana. Why? Well, your mom wasn't a fan of you, your dad was an alcoholic, you were poor, and yeah. They needed some alone time, I guess. So your little siblings went to summer camp, while you went to behavioral camp.

You definitely thought it was gonna suck. But once you got there, you realized it wasn't so bad. Why is that? Because your parents signed you up for the wrong camp. See, they meant to sign you up for a behavioral camp, but this was Camp Southlake. Which looked AWESOME. There was a huge lake, a forest, and a bunch of cabins, there were horses, and everything.

The only bad thing was that it was an all boys camp. You told whoever in charge of the camp that it was a mistake, but they said since your home was so far away, you could just stay here this summer. So now you walked towards a cabin, your cabin. Cabin 11A.

As you opened the door, the once loud cabin turned quiet, staring at you. They were surprised to see a girl. You stood there, holding your suitcase in hand, unsure of what to do. There was 3 brunettes, 2 blondes, one ginger, and one kid with dyed blue hair. That means there was 8 kids in this cabin, including you. And the only bunk open was a bottom one.