The Truth Hurts

Camp

'I hope my mom doesn't actually sign me up for that stupid summer camp. I don't know what she's talking about when she says that I need to make friends. I'm perfectly fine on my own.' 

I thought while rolling my eyes at the ceiling. It was two weeks after school was let out in eighth grade, I was done with school that was for sure. The last thing I needed was to go to a Christian summer camp for a whole week. 

My parents would not leave me alone about it. They really wanted me to make more friends since we had just moved here last summer. But my mind was somewhere else at the time, it was still set back on where I used to live, back where all of my memories were left at, back where all of my friends that I had known since kindergarten were left back there to be forgotten about. But I kept on trying to convince myself that maybe it isn't too bad that I had moved, maybe it was the sign for a totally new chapter in my life. Who knows..

"C'mon honey! We're gonna be late to administration!"

My mom called out to me with stress in her tone. She was really trying to push me out of the house, let's be real. I never left the house for anything other than school, or family outings. 

"I'm coming mom! I'm just grabbing my things and making sure I have everything I need!"

Even though I was just stalling because I didn't want to go to this camp. I tried sneaking a couple more texts to my best friend, Abigail, Abby for short. I was trying to tell her goodbye since I was going to be gone for a whole week, and so she doesn't think I was ghosting her. I told her, since I didn't have much time before I really had to go, I had her go tell Megan and Natalia that I was going to be gone for a while. I gave Megan my social media passwords so she could keep me updated for when I get back and so that way I don't have a bunch of stuff to sift through for when I get back.

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On the way to the camp ground, my mom turns down the radio. Normally when she does this, it means that she needs to tell me something important, so I look over towards her waiting for the small talk about what to expect at camp.

"Now honey, I know you're nervous about going to this camp, but I'm telling you, it'll be for your own good. You hardly ever leave the house as it is, and this will be good social interactions for you as well."

She was trying to hype me up. She was doing a terrible job at it, but I could tell she was trying her best at it though. 

"Yeah, I know I don't. I just miss my old friends, I want to be able to see them again..I miss them"

I was trying not to cry at this point. It hurt, it really hurt. It felt as if a part of me was torn out of my soul. Yeah, I know that may sound a bit dramatic, but it's the best I can describe it.

"I know sweetie, but like I said before, it's for your own good. And you know it too."

As we were about to pull up to park by the chapel building for administration, I could feel my stomach drop to my feet. I felt as if I was going to vomit.

I sigh heavily as I step out of the car to get my bags. My mom could tell I was nervous out of my mind. She nudged me forward a bit and made me get in line with everyone else getting signed in. I was three people behind this girl with red and black hair, you could tell it was an overgrown wolf cut that rarely gets maintained. But it did look cute on her, even though my mom didn't know I was bi at the time, she asked who I was staring at. 

"Nobody, anyways is it me or is it a bit chilly out this morning haha..ha.."

I try to change the subject while making the air kind of awkward for those who even barely listened in on the conversation. I face forward again in hopes of finding that girl again. I briefly make eye contact with her and wave hoping for a wave back. She waved back shyly.

'Oh my god she's so adorable for that. I wonder if she's nice..'

I start to blush slightly while thinking about what our encounter with one another is going to be like later on that day. I tried anything and everything that I could think of that would have me be with her before I headed to my cabin to claim my bed for the week I was staying.

As I set out my blankets and pillows on my small, kind of stinky, twin size mattress, I lay there thinking about that girl.

'I wonder what she's like, or what her name is..Oh! I know how to talk to her! If we have any partner games coming up for after the parents leave, I'll then have the opportunity to make my move on her! Yes! I'll do that!'

Nothing could possibly break that small obsession I had over this girl. Nothing.