Camp Colossal

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The sun is shining bright today, it's late June and I can already feel the heat rolling through my open window despite it being 7 AM. Sasha and Connie will be here any minute to pack their stuff into my beat up Ford Escape. It was my graduation gift, it's loud and shaky, but it gets us from point A to point B.

We are heading to Camp Colossal, the place we've spent the last 4 summers as counselors and the 7 years prior as campers. The pay isn't great but we basically grew up there and didn't want to spend our high school summers working at some fast food place or retail store. So we all agreed to be smart with our money so we could stick to spending our summers at the camp. It's worked out pretty good for me since I'm not a big spender, but Sasha spends all her money on food and Connie spends his on knock off  Rolex watches and online scams.

"HELLOOOOO???????!!!!!!!! Y/NNNNNNN???" I hear a door slam and Connie yell from the front entrance to the house my mom & I live in. "I'm in my room! Just zipping up my last bag, I'll be down in a sec" I yell back to Connie even though I could hear his loud footsteps growing closer after I told him where I was.

"Good morning counselor Y/N" Connie plows into my room and salutes me. "I hope you didn't forget anything, it's going to be a long summer if you forget your bikini." Connie winks. I motion to my 3 giant suitcases, "I can assure you, Constance that I didn't forget anything." Connie rolls his eyes and his brow furrows "Yeah I bet. You will take up 2 cabins with all your crap. Also, how many times have I told you that my nickname is ConMan, not Constance??" I let out a small laugh and pick my bags up to take them downstairs "It's not "crap" Connie, my bags are filled with very important resources to ensure that all my campers have a splendid stay at Camp Colossal" I say sarcastically while holding my left hand behind my back and my right fist over my heart, the Camp Colossal salute. "And Connie, I don't think you can make up your own nickname"

Connie grabs one of my bags and we head downstairs to meet Sasha.

"YAY!!!! You're ready! I already loaded up our stuff into your car, we better hit the road soon if we want to make it to camp before 11. You know how Levi gets when we are late" Sasha is standing by the front door, her dark auburn hair in a loose ponytail with her curtain bangs draped beside her temples, she is so effortlessly pretty.

"Thanks Sash! Grab a bag and we can get going." Sasha, Connie and I grab a bag each and load it into the limited space I have left in my trunk.

"How much did you guys pack?? There was hardly any room for my stuff ." I wipe sweat from my forehead and turn to my friends. "Hey don't look at me" says Connie, "All I have is my duffel bag, you can blame Sasha for the lack of space" I look at Connie confused "Only a duffel bag??? You do know we're going for nearly 3 months right?" Connie smirks "I know sugar, but all I need is clean underwear and good looks, the new counselors won't know what hit 'em" I roll my eyes and turn to Sasha "What on earth did you bring that is taking up so much room???" Sasha looks up guiltily.

"Uhh, Snacks....."

We all burst into laughter and rally into the car.

Camp Colossal is a 3 hour drive from where we live in Ragako. We spent most of the trip singing to old music and stopping at gas stations so Connie could pee out the 4 energy drinks he guzzled down.

"Do we know who's all going to be there this year?" I asked. Connie looked up from his Switch, "I was gaming with Eren a few weeks ago and he said he, Armin and Mikasa are going for sure. They didn't want to skip out on their last year at the camp with everyone." I smiled. Eren, Armin and Mikasa live in Shiganshina and we have all gone to Camp Colossal together since we were kids. It's weird being so close with people you only see 3 months out of the year but we consider each other family. It's easier to stay close now that we have technology to help us out, but it's not the same as when you see each other every day.

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