suicidal love

chapter 2

After all these dramatic things dad forced me to go to a summer camp to make some friends which I hate I hate being around people I feel... I feel like insecure maybe cause im antisocial or maybe cause Im used to live In my own world.
But after all the excuses I made I went to this camp.

I hated it ! Seeing all these popular girls gossiping and I the weirdo staring at them like a 5 year old child staring at a candy shop.
I searched for my room.I prayed that my roommate won't  be a popular girl or as I call them 'bitchiwichi' bitchy as bitches and wichy as witches.
I entered  my room and found a girl with brown hair with messy curls,her warm brown eyes were framed with glasses that looked nerdy and hip at the same time she looked at me with a smile

"Hi im Britney" she said confidently

"Hi Britney im Carolina "I said with a low voice

"Okay Carolina  this side of the room is for me im used to sleep next to the window and ur bed is over there I can't  sleep without drawing something so ill be keeping the light on till I finish drawing and if ur not agreeing about what im saying im ready for a fight " Britney stared at me with wide eyes opened.

" n-no a f-fight? no its o-okay. I d-don't mind at all " I said stuttering.

"Cool, oh and nice shirt "

I was wearing  my mcr shirt with jeans and my white converse

"Do u know  them ?" I asked

"No but my brother is obsessed with these things"

I got angry as she called them things i mean those bands saved millions of lifes including my life.

"Relax miss red cheeks" she laughed 

She gave me a guide book to all the activities in the camp. I read it for a while and chose dance class.

I have to say this camp was really big and huge I mean you can get lost in it ,as I did, I didn't know which hallway to choose and I was late for my first class.