Summer Camp

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Marcus POV

"dad seriously it wasn't even that bad you're over reacting" I say to my dad lazily as I walk towards his beat up truck

"NOT EVEN THAT BAD? DO YOU NOT UNDERSTAND WHERE I JUST PICKED YOU UP FROM" he yelled back still stomping over to the car face red with rage "dad it-", he cut me off, "JAIL MARK JAIL YOU DO UNDERSTAND THAT RIGHT? IF I DIDN'T PAY THE BAIL MONEY YOU WOULD STILL BE IN THERE" we drove home me just listening to his yelling bullshit waiting to go in the house so it would stop like usual.

We pulled up to the tan colored 2 story house and hopped out I could tell my dad was still fuming but I don't think he will yell in front of Jake. I walked in and heard footsteps running down the stairs and a little face popping out from the corner of that wall and a smile growing

"MARCUSSSSS" he yelled running at me ready for me to pick him up which I did "Hey the Jakey" I said to him messing with his hair making him giggle and going over to the couch to sit down

"AND I JUST DON'T UNDERSTAND WHY-" he cut himself off seeing Jake and started again "I just don't understand why you have an urge to always get in trouble and spend money that isn't yours. Are you grasping this situation Marcus?" god I hate when he talks to me like I am 5

"yeah dad sure whatever" I reply and he drops his head "Marcus... I was going to tell you a couple nights ago but you never showed up and last night you got put in the holding cell but I signed you up for a bible camp called Camp Smester where you will be spending your summer until it is all over-" I couldn't even think I was to busy asking questions like 'why would he do this to me? Does he hate me now? Did I go too far?' until the anger boiled up in me and started answering with 'no I didn't go too far this is his fault'

"DAD WHAT THE HELL?"

"your bags are already packed upstairs if you want to add-"

"YOU ALREADY PACKED MY BAGS?!?" I felt betrayed

"yes and you-"

"IM 18 I DON'T HAVE TO GO" I yelled at him wanting to punch something

"Then act like it Marcus and as long as you live under my roof you do as I say and considering you don't have any money you can't move out there is no other choice I have had it an that is final" I kept my mouth closed trying to think of how I could get out of this but thought of none

"Camp starts at 5:00pm tonight and is a couple hours away so go get your bags pack maybe a few extra things you might need and get in the truck" his head was still own and he said that more calming then the last one. I ran up the stairs to my room and saw it all neatly packed away, like everything, the blankets, pillows, clothes, shampoo, conditioner, even the soap for crying out loud! I sat down n the floor by the window and just tried making the anger I felt go away and put on a strong face for Jake but knew I couldn't do that. I saw that everything I need was packed and went down stairs to put them in the truck and saw my 5 year old brother looking confused he saw me and asked "Marcus where are you going?" his face looked sad like he knew I wasn't gonna be back for a long time "im going to a summer camp and ill be back soon bud so don't think you rule this castle just yet because ill be back to take you on" I responded in my playful voice then picked him up and put him over my shoulders making spaceship noises hearing him laugh. Dad came down and picked up one of my bags telling me we had to go now to get there on time and I put him down so I could grab my other bag and left the house to get in the truck.

Now all I have to do is survive a more then 1hour car ride with my dad and last the whole summer in some stupid camp.

I can do that right?

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yo whatup this is my first chapter to 'Summer Camp' and I'm kind of just showing you a little peak of what they are like and how they got there before filling the actual plot but hope you like it so far.

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