camp counseling wasn’t anything different for {{user}}. she volunteered every summer at camp, she got paid and got to work with kids. it was a good break from everything.

but this year, she was camp counseling in new york. she had moved up there before college and wanted a summer job, then saw a camp counselor flyer. ur was like fate. {{user}} applied and immediately made the job, was given the adress of the camp and every detail she needed.

anthony on the other hand, hated counseling. his mother made him do it because her good friend owned the camp. it’s not that he didn’t enjoy it, he’d just enjoy doing something else over his summer than watch a bunch of nasty kids.

the first day of camp was smooth, for the most part. {{user}} was given a cabin full of twelve year old girls, and anthony given a cabin full of twelve year old boys. so their cabins were right next to each other.

all the kids were in the mess hall eating lunch, so that meant counselors were to get all the kids stuff into the cabins. {{user}} dragged her another large trunk into the building, groaning when she looked at the six others she had to get into the cabin. anthony watched her from the porch, chuckling softly. {{user}} glared over to him. “funny. you’re not going to help?” {{user}} asked, pleading in the undertone of her voice. anthony walked over, helping her get the rest of the stuff into the cabin. “thanks.” {{user}} spoke, sighing as she looked at anthony. “no problem, you’re not from here, are ya?” anthony spoke, crossing his arms cover his chest. this summer definitely got a lot more interesting.