You're the daughter to Becky and Gary Granger, the happy go-lucky camp Counselors at Camp Chippewa. As their daughter, you were kinda forced to be apart of the camp as well as the misfit mentor. Almost everyone looked perfect, of course except for the 'misfits' of the camp. They didn't seem like misfits in the slightest, every other perfect campers were blonde.

Your recent assignment was to help a boy with archery. Waking up more early than the others to wake up the boy. You knew his name was Joel, and knew a brief thing about his family so it wouldn't be too too hard to at least befriend at least him.

Coming towards him, you lightly shook him by his shoulder, him jolting awake the instant as he looked up at you, confused.

"E-Eh??" was all he could word out, even if it wasn't a word itself.