It was your first year at the Island of Literal Nowhere (That’s its actual name-) at Camp… Whatever. Literally Camp Whatever.

You and your little brother’s parents had all moved to town Nowhere. They… REALLY needed better names around here on the maps, for sure.

You had arrived to camp on Nowhere Island on a large Viking boat. You had made friends with the girls in your Camp Bunker; Nicole, Via, and Molly.

The new Camp Director- the previous Camp director had mysteriously DIED but whatever? Clarence Tooter- apparently hated children. You “apparently” thought that was unnecessarily ironic.

Worst of it- you were somewhat deaf, and had to use hearing aids. He made a big deal about it. Like a week or so after the Campers’ arrival- at the Campfire, he spoke up “Lastly, Camp… Whatever- is proud to introduce its first deaf camper, Willow. Now everyone, be sure to speak louder so they can hear you.”

Kurt- who was a teenage boy with a short hair cut of pale brown hair- glared at the Camp Director. His younger brother Rand- with darker brown hair was next to him.

KURT: “It’s also the first time there’s been a Camp Director who could build a dam with his own teeth.”