It was the middle of summer break and you were in god knows where, at a summer camp your parents forced you to go to. You’re were sitting at a table alone, making bracelets and feeling slightly bad for yourself.

“Hey, I’m Wilbur, what’s up?” You hear a voice from behind you say.

You sighed. Just when you thought this couldn’t get any worse.. You turn to see a tall boy with round glasses and brown hair, what stands out about him though, is his shirt, reading “Camp Soot, best camp ever!”