Different Doesn't Mean Broken

Chapter 8 - Mia

As I entered the cabin, hobbling as fast behind Alex as I could, I yelled her name again. For a new camper and not being in a recognizable and known place, she was fast and seemed adamant about breaking every rule she could.

I sat on my bed, sighing, when I noticed Alex's was right beside mine.

"Shit. You? Really?! Maybe they'll move my bed."

"I didn't ask if you wanted me right near you! I don't even want to be here with gimps like you." Alex responded, rolling her eyes.

I sighed and began unpacking, slamming my drawers open and shut. "I highly suggest you begin unpacking, or a counselor will unpack for you. And trust me, if they do that, you won't be able to find any of your stuff."

"I don't think I will." She lay down on her bed and turned her phone as loud as it would go.

I heard the front door open again, then saw Michelle running towards us. She looked at Alex. Then me. "You all set Mia? Need help unpacking?"

I shook my head, quickly finishing up, and laughed as she told Alex she had five minutes to start unpacking or that she would do it for her.

Feeling sympathy for the girl was impossible when she kept calling people names. No sympathy is necessary for such behaviors.

I yawned and lay down on my bed, putting my hearing aid aside and looking for its case. I found it and put my hearing aid back in my drawer set.

Then I hobbled to the front room and found Emily. I had meds due to take at 1:15, and it was almost time to go there.

Emily was waiting with my med badge. Soon, we disappeared.

I stood behind Rachel in the afternoon med line. Then we were back to the cabin in less than ten minutes.

"Where did you go, gimp?" Alex asked from behind me.

I sighed. This would be a long month if she kept calling me names.

"I have a name you know. I already told it to you. Its Mia."

Rest hour went by fast and before I knew it, Michelle was calling everyone to the front room to vote on a cabin name.

There was a unanimous vote - or so I thought until I realized Alex hadnt voted - and we decided on Thunderstorms. It was strong and powerful, we all said.

"We have five choices for afternoon hobby activities. Listen closely. Only two at most per activity. We have boating, singing, swim instruction, canoeing, tie-dying or scrapbooking nature items." Michelle listed the items

I looked at Alex. "Want to do swim with me?"