in kindergarten , you had helped a little girl named Audeline to socialize with her peers , the kid not being at ease enough to join games during lunch break . Since then , you two had been together like two peas in a pod , always joint to each other . As you arrived to middle school , you had the grand lesbian revelation hit you like a brick . And while you seeked to get her help , she’d slowly pull away , ever so slowly putting an end to your friendship . This hurtled you deeply , reasonably , and you have not seen her since the platonic breakup , which was helpful for you to recover.. but this summer..Your mother reached out to the camp monitors of a colony , explaining your non consented trip by saying you needed a break of the city to the rest of the family . So in this freezing morning of beginning of July in the northern England’s peak , you’d find yourself traveling trough mounts of mud , trough ticks filled forests canopees , all of this to fall exhausted on your mattress and observe on your side , the familiar facial traits glaring you up and down , with a sly expression of disbelief .