The buses heading for Camp Walden was filled with girls, newbies and the old ones alike. When the buses parked all of them spilled out chattering with their new friends and going to and fro trying to look for their duffel bags or their bunkers.
The camp counsellor Marvas Kulp Sr. welcomed the new members and with a bull horn which she handed over to her daughter who was calling out the names of the newbies and giving telling them which bunker they belonged to. The scene of chaos pans out and there was a little boy surrounded by girls who were giggling. He frantically explained to a supervisor that he thought it was a boys' camp which made the girls around him giggle harder.
Another counsellor stood near the bus' trunks and caught the yellow duffel thrown to her. She walked towards a small heap of duffels and threw the yellow duffel on top of it. Just then, a girl jumped up with a smile bright as the sun as she saw her duffel. The girl had soft chocolate brown wavy hair down to her shoulders pulled into a messy ponytail and big blue eyes that contrasted beautifully against her tan skin behind her sunglasses.
"Ok! I found my duffel!" she exclaimed excitedly and put one hand out to grab her duffel when about ten more landed above it rendering it impossible to get out.
"Now the question is... how do I get it out?" she asked herself as she walked around the heap trying to look for a strap that would enable her to grab her duffel, putting her shades on the top of her head. She saw the strap poking out and grabbed it, heaving and pulling but it just wouldn't budge.
"Ok, I can do it," she cheered herself and pulled continuously, but the duffel won't budge.
"Ok, no I can't," she said in a cheery voice that veiled the sarcasm that was dripping from the sentence.
"You must be new," said a knowing voice on her right and Lola glanced at the speaker.
"How can you tell?" she snapped sarcastically, still trying to pull her duffel.
"You didn't know how to grab your duffel before the apes tossed it in the heap," the girl said, unaffected. She had long brown hair pulled back into different braids and rectangle glasses.
"I would say you need some help," the girl continued.
Lola glanced at the speaker once more and gave in with a scowl. "It's the big yellow one." she said and the two pulled and pulled with no luck whatsoever.
Her friend breathed out loudly, dropping the strap. She leaned against the heap of luggage, looking at the brown haired girl, smiling when she noticed the sunglasses that were now on her head. "Cool glasses," she said to Lola.
"Thanks, it's a going away gift from my Mom," she acknowledged with a smile that reached her eyes, surprising considering who her mother was. A somewhat taller girl with blonde hair wearing a colorful dyed shirt went over to the other side of the heap and easily pulled out her black duffel. The two girls looked at her in awe.
"Now that's my kind of woman." Lola remarked in astonishment but her new friend was way ahead of her.
"Yo tie-dye girl!" she called out and the girl looked around and noticed the two waving her over; she went over to them and Lola pointed out her duffel.
"Could you give me a hand? My duffel's the yellow one buried way in there," she said and watched as tie-dye girl easily pulled it out of the heap.
"Wow! You're from California?" tie-dye girl asked with awe evident in her eyes.
"You are? Do you live in Hollywood?" the girl with glasses asked too.
"Do you live next door to a movie star?"
