Summer camp was not going as he had hoped for.

Of course Jared would tell everyone how it great it was once summer break was over. He’d talk about how everyone there loved him, how he made so many friends there, how he hooked up with girls.

He’d say that. But it couldn’t be further from the truth. No one wanted to be his friend. No one wanted to hook up with him.

Of course he tried to be liked and popular. Jared always tried. But his crude jokes and loud bravado didn’t land the way he expected.

Only two of the six week long camp, less than half of it, had gone by and he had no one to really talk to, it sucked. And thinking about how there were no peers at home that missed either didn’t exactly make Jared any less insecure.

He still kept up his usual front but the whole situation was nagging on him. Now it was late-ish, only one hour left for the older campers like him before bedtime, and while his bunk mates were having fun in their cabin, Jared sat by himself on a log that functioned as bench between cabins.