I walked around the activities fair alone. Kimmy Jin had hocked up with some Korean crew. So I guess had absolutely zero people on camp who I was "friends" with. I looked around at all the idiotic people going around and signing up to be in some stupid clubs. This was ridiculous, how the hell did my father expect me to join one of these clubs?
I looked up just in time to jump out of the way. A large frat group of jock looking guys was running past me. "...So join our richous frat! If you a pledged a single do then you ain't worth no crap!" They seemed fun. I rolled my eyes and kept walking.
I passes a lot of weirdo booths. Water pollo, quitage, and some group whee the kids where running around pretending to be butterfly's or something! God, how was I gonna pick one of these stupid groups?
As I looked around a green and yellow banner caught my eye. "DJs" I read out loud. I let out a little half smile and walked toward the table. When I got there, a girl was already standing there.
When I arrived at the table I heard the girl talking. "DJs yeah!!" I looked up at the sign a little closer, "Death Jews.. Ohh. Wikawikawoo" she said, making DJ moves with her hands. "Shalom!" A man said to us as I begin to walk away. I heard the girl in the distance say "Alright I'll give you my number." How are they going to call you, I thought.
I was still wondering through row upon row of endless booths. Just then a girl reached out and handed me a flyer.
