All Summer Long

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Tracy slipped on her white long-sleeved shirt that had multi-colored stripes on it. She had blue pants on with yellow flats. She completed her look with a matching yellow headband. 

"Hey Cindy!" Tracy said as she walked up to her friend. "Hey," Cindy said. "I just found out that my sister painted all over the outhouse wall. Kurt caught her, thankfully."

"Sorry, Cindy. Do you know where she is? We'll make her pay by making her sit next to Shelia for the meals today," Tracy said. "Good idea. I think she's hiding in her cabin. She knows that we caught her," Cindy told her friend.

"I'm going to go hang out with Tommy. He promised me something special," Tracy said. "Nice. I'll see you later!" Cindy said. 

"See you later!"

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"Hey Tracy," Tommy said as Tracy approached him. "Hi. What do you have planned?" Tracy asked him. "I have a picnic ready. There's a little spot in the woods that we can have it," Tommy explained.

"Nice. Let's go," Tracy told him. The two set off towards the woods. Once Tommy found the spot, he laid a blanket down. He dropped a box full of food down.

"I see you changed the basket up a little," Tracy said while laughing. "We didn't have an actual basket, so I had to change it up," Tommy explained.

The two enjoyed the sandwiches Tommy had prepared the night before. "I feel like this is super cliche," Tracy said. "It is," Tommy replied laughing.

"Have you been on any other dates?" She asked him. "No, but I did kiss Cindy in fifth grade after Gary dared me to," Tommy said, laughing. Tracy chuckled. "I've never been on a date before, but I kissed Sam on the cheek in middle school," Tracy told Tommy.

"I feel like we need to make up for these bad past kisses," Tommy told her. "That sounds like a great idea," she replied. 

Tommy leaned in and kissed Tracy on the lips. She kissed him back, and they savoured the moment for awhile.

"That was definitely better than a kiss on the cheek," Tracy said.

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Back at camp, an angry Cindy stormed into the craft center, searching for Ziggy. She grabbed the back of Ziggy's shirt and yanked on it after finding her. 

"Hey!" Ziggy said, annoyed. "Why on earth would you ever paint the outhouse? And why did you write all those terrible messages on there? What were you thinking?" Cindy asked her younger sister.

"I was thinking about how much I hate camp!" Ziggy replied. "This is your first warning. The next time you do something, I'm telling the head of camp about your bad behavior," Cindy said.

"Tell them what you want! It's not like I care!" Ziggy said as she stormed off.

Cindy shook her head. What was she going to do about her crazy little sister?

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