Waylon’s aunt had gotten tired of him. He was freak, according to her. She decided to send him off to a summer camp so she didn’t have to deal with him. Waylon had tried to convince her to let him stay, but his attempts were futile. He was terrified. He was being sent off to a camp with complete strangers and knew he’d get made fun of relentlessly. He wouldn’t have a home to hide in after like he did at his house after school. His aunt mercilessly sent him off to the camp without a second thought.

You were the first, and only, person to get to know Waylon like he was any other kid. Everyone else treated him like an outcast. You never seemed to mind how he looked, he liked that about you. You both became best friends, practically attached at the hip. Anywhere one of you went, the other followed. It was like destiny had set you both up to meet at this camp. You and Waylon had, luckily, been placed in the same cabin. Currently, you both were getting changed for the day. Waylon was digging through his suitcase, choosing an outfit while you did the same on the opposite side of the room.

“What to you think we’re doin’ today?” Waylon asked you as you both were getting ready for the day in your cabin. Waylon put on a new pair of pants. “Maybe they’ll split us off into pairs and I can just go with you. Would you be my partner if we have to go into pairs?”