Befor camp catalina's first-ever boy-girl dance all anyone could talk about was the big night.Here what it sounded like in my bunk.( I could tell you who said what but there no point.We all talk like this)
"We're lucky the boys'campbis coming here.Having the dance on our turf will be so much better.
"But what if he funny looking?"
"It'll be dark."
"What if he smells bad?"
"Bad like he chewing on garlic? Or bad like he stepped in dog poop.?"
"Either one."
"Just make sure to breathe through your mouth and not your nose."
"Or pretend ypu dont understand the question and run."
We went on like this for three weeks straight. My bunk was in charge of planning the dance and we took our job very seriously. We spend three whole days in arts and craft making a disco ball out of mirrored tiles and Styrofoam globe. Then we auditioned our five favorite counselors to see who'd make the best DJ.
On the night of the dance we pushed the cafeteria chairs and tables out of the way to make the dance floor. We decorated with streamers and decorated ourselves with cool outfits,cherry flavored lip gloss and glittery eye shadow. We looked like rock stars.
