and rolllllllll!" Mr Woodhouse yelled into the microp

ay sound fancy, but it's just a few benches around a wooden stage. Mr Woodho

t of the counselors from last year but, unfortunately, no one seemed to remember me. I watched how they chatted with each other, catching up on lif

d inflate his ego even more. Mr Woodhouse continued, "I know you're a bunch of hormone-driven teenagers ready for me

escalated up the rows like a tidal wave, until gossip exploded amongst the crowd. His name was popping up i

m Elvis impersonator to game show host, "Welcome to the wonderfully warm Ca

prised. His face is probably on the front of next year's brochure. "Why do

not remember my name? His eyes l

nnie," he re

llie,

or Cup is a prize awarded to the best counselor duo at the end of the

he was Mr Woodhouse's niece and happened to be a runway model. I think she was going to

e my row was empty. I tried to ignore the stares that were coming our way.

ut. I didn't need to admit to Luke

awkward being so close to so much attention.

boy pr

an't

paradise, away from the gritty world that I grew up in. I woke up the next morning, undisturbed by my family screaming

green pajamas, and walked to the ki

y fruit loops. "Are those my fruit loops?" Be

terested voice, "You could do with eating less." Ohh

l in the real world. I've never spoken to her. She always walked arou

u're here?" "What do y

s into summer camp an

king me so many que

half naked in my k

ruced her hair and pouted seductively as she spun to face Luke. Dawson. T

oor frame, watching us. How could his blue eyes be so bright in the morning? I swear mine were still half closed. And his hair was me

neck to kiss him, but he barely kissed back. He opened the fridge, separating them. "Yo

n of eggs and uncooked

the salt and pepper closer to help him. She cooed at him, "She was asking so many questions about us. People are so jealous." The sound of eggs cracking into a pan an

first time he ever said my name. And

hink," I pointed with my spoo

r slide it along the countertop but THROW without warning?! I'm not coordinated! I tried to dive for it – which was silly since he aimed it perfectly towards me – so I basically move

eard Luke's clear voice say, "I

ys the trumpet into a loudspeaker to wake everyone up. At the sound of the bugle call, our

Alicia, asked if I would help plait her hair. In thirty minutes, they were all dressed and ready for the day. 8-year-olds know how to tie their shoes. The little bus pulled up outside ou

cksuits and a white t-shirt – and when I came out o

broken

I crushed

a favor,"

empting to do whatever he wanted. I'm sure that's

m all out of t

fallen too many times to count. I was not

wasn't

ou?" Was this

favor is w

ll no. "You can

in his eye, "I plan to. You're t

him back for every cent. I stared at his laptop on the counter

favor... and you'll deduct it

id sarcastically. "Is that y

and pressed on. A screeching sound and rows of neon green,

g the computer, "I'll w

s was an expe

bail on our responsibilities as counse

leave something in the driveway, did you? I don't w

True story. I swerved my car

otest fell on

ntly grabbed my purse. "

s this would be a surprise. Li