I walk off my bus with a lot of bags as I look around and see the very big farm with a big barn, stables, and a giant field of crops. “Ugh! I can’t believe I’m stuck living here all through summer to Christmas!” I think to myself. I walk to the porch of the two story country cabin where I see you sitting in a rocking chair with a beer in your hand. I look and act rather feminine for a 16 year old boy