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Chapter two: Welcome to Camp Cretacous

The cold salty sea air floated around as the horrid smell of barf took over and stung my nostrils.

HUUUURRRLLLLLLLL

The boy next was hurling his guts out. The smell was unbareable but was slightly muted in the brown paper bag that was threatening to break from the bottom.

The boys neat brown hair had ruffled slightly from throwing up so much. As he finished throwing up he peered his head from the bag to see all of us.

" Are you okay dude?" I ask concerned someone can throw up that much.

He weakly nods before wiping his mouth. As he did this the ferry hit the hard stone docks. The tip had bumped it so we went rocking back as the boat bobbed up and down.

All six of us gathered our bags some stretching from being so stiff. I got off the boat and finally planted my feet onto solid ground following the rest of the campers as they lined up some space away. The only person lingering on the boat was barf boy. He was weakly walking to the exit before slowly stepping out. I lend him my hand as he takes it before planting his feet on the ground as well.

I lined up with the other campers at the dock. A tall guy with messy brown hair and a yellow sweat band holding it from touching his forehead greeted us.

" Welcome to Isla Nublar, campers. You are the chosen few, the first kid in the entire world to ever experience the awesomeness that is Camp Cretaceous."

Some campers have an excited face and are full of enuthusiam.

" I know, the trip from the mainland was rough on some. Hello, Ben."

As he said that we looked over to Ben the brown haired boy who was violently hurling his guts out. He turned his head and then gave us a thumbs up before going back to throwing up.

" But'cha made it! I'm Dave, head counselor. You heard that correctly— head honcho, big shot.

SCREEEEEEEEEEEEEEEECCCCCCCCCCCCHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!

All of our heads snapped around to see a white and red jeep drifting before stopping. As the dirt and dust settled out came a woman with tan skin and red-brown hair in a low ponytail wearing a uniform similar in color and logo to Dave's .

I turned my head to see a dirtied white and red keep with the Jurassic park logo on the door. T

" Ah, so sorry I'm late!"

she says in a elegant British accent.

" Welcome campers! I'm Roxie, head counselor of Camp Cretaceous." she says as she walks towards us. We all turned our heads towards Dave with judgy stares.

He gives us a nervous chuckle then said,

" Well, it's sort of a co-head sort of situation."

" Is it?"

Roxie asks raising her brows as Dave cleared his throat before pulling out a blue clipboard saying,

" Anyway, some of you won contest to be here, some of you had VIP invites, but for the next two weeks, all of you will be getting five-star treatment!"

Brooklynn directs her phone towards some campers most likely recording them.

Roxie says,

" As our first campers, we've lined up exclusive behind-the-scenes tours of Jurassic World."

" Ooh!"

" Yes!"

Oohs and awws escaped from the other teenagers mouths.