The new student ~ ZarryStylik

Chapter 7 - the arrival [2]

After a few steps they come to a log cabin. Loud music comes from the open windows. Three girls and a boy step out and welcome them.
"Ah, newcomers." the boy slips a clipboard under his arm and shakes hands with Zayn, Louis, Liam and Niall. "Welcome to the JuCa. Is this your first time here?" Zayn and the others nod. "Okay. My name is Lorenz, I'm one of the supervisors. "He laughs. Only now Zayn saw the fact that he and the three girls wear identical dark blue T-shirts with white name tags to light shorts. The girls who are friendly standing next to Lorenz are accordingly named Marie, Johanna and Merle. "Do you have your things?" The friends are nodding. "Then Merle and Marie show you the most important points of contact." Lorenz pulls out the clipboard. "But before that I would like to know your names." One after the other, Zayn, Louis, Liam and Niall introduce themselves. Lorenz ticks their names off his list and nods with satisfaction. "You know that the sleeping places in the tents will be draw by lot." "Yes," Zayn and Louis say at the same time. "Now let's go, Merle and Marie show you the camp."

Merle and Marie point sometimes to the right and sometimes to the left. "There is the kitchen tent in front, there is cooking. Right next to it is the tent in which we eat. Unless we have a barbecue outdoors. The lists for the workshops are posted here. From fishing to drawing, everything is included. Remember to sign up in time. The swimming spot is just around the corner and the canoes and rowing boats is 200 meters away. Washrooms and showers are housed in a log cabin. The toilets in the hut next to it. You just have to follow the signs. "

Zayn stumbles over a thick tree root and swears softly. He looks to the side and sees that Louis, Liam and Niall are also making confused faces. "Don't worry," Merle happily turns to them. "You will get a folder in a moment, everything is explained again inside."

A little later, Zayn and his friends are sitting in the shade of an old tree right on the lake shore. They dangle their feet in the water and drink cold juice. "So you can bear it." Louis sighs comfortably. "Yes, if only we had the raffle behind us." Niall throws a pebble into the water, which sinks into the lake with a quiet gurgling. He looks worried. "I wish the four of us could stay together." "Maybe we can," replies Zayn. "With a bit of luck." Liam weighs his head. "Well," he says. "The probability that the four of us will end up in a tent is pretty low with over a hundred participants." "It's only to sleep anyway," throws in Louis. "We're together during the day." "Let's sign up for the workshops. So we don't have to take what is left."

Together they run to the notices of the various activities. The printouts are posted in long rows on a log cabin. In front of some of the lists, groups have actually already formed, arguing about the few ballpoint pens and at the same time trying to get one of the most coveted places. Liam looks a little unhappy. "Archery is already full, but one girl said because of the great demand there might be a second course. For that, at least I signed up for beach volleyball." "Great, hopefully I'm lucky too." Zayn leaves the friends standing and pushes forward. "Has anyone seen the canoes?" He asks aloud. He stands on tiptoe and stretches his neck. "Sure," says a voice behind her, which is suspiciously familiar. "They are on the lakeshore. Right next to the rowing boats. Second jetty on the left as seen from here." Zayn turns around very slowly and freezes instantly. Harry stands so close that the tips of their noses are almost touching. At the same moment he clearly feels that he is turning red. But Harry is already looking away. He doesn't seem to have noticed. Zayn breathes again. Harry looks past him. "May I?" he asks. Without waiting for an answer, he puts his hand on his shoulder and fishes over him for a ballpoint pen tied to a thread. "Here please," he says. "And to get back to your question, the canoe list is right behind you." He winks at Zayn. "You just have to turn around." "What? Oh." Zayn stutters. He takes the pen from Harry's hand and turns around. His gaze falls on a note on the wall. The word canoe is clearly at the top. Even in capital letters. Zayn quickly writes his name on the list. When he reads the name Harry Styles in the list, his heart almost stops. It's getting worse and worse, he thinks. Now he maybe thinks he is only registered because he has also taken the canoe workshop canoe. Anyway, who cares. Zayn hangs the pen back and turns around with a defiant look. But Harry is already gone.

Suddenly Louis is standing next to him. "Come on now." he says "or do you need an extra invitation." "No." laughs Zayn. "Do you have to register for the night hike?" Liam asks everyone. "I don't know," says Zayn. "Everyone does the night hike together." Says a red-haired boy. "There is no extra list for that." "Thank you." say Zayn and Liam at the same time. They look at each other and grin. "Never mind." the red-haired boy smiles pleasantly. The friends walk through the camp and look around. Cars are still driving into the parking lot and unloading latecomers. Liam points across to the large meeting tent. "We should go over there, the sleeping space distribution is about to begin."