Camp Cretaceous: The Young Grady

Welcome to Camp Cretaceous

James PoV

The day started like any other day on Isla Nublar since I moved in with Uncle Owen in his Bungalow, and by that, I mean falling out of my Hammock to the sudden roar of Uncle Owen's Triumph Scrabbler as he revved the engine as he had been having trouble with it...again.

"Fuck sake"

I swore before I lifted myself off the floor and slid my black T-shirt with a red version of the Jurassic World emblem on it over my head and looked in the small mirror and fixed my hair...not that it would stay like it for long but to look somewhat presentable. I got into my Khaki combat trousers and brown boots and went outside to my uncle chuckling as I walked outside.

"Do you always have to wake me up like that?"

"Yes I do, it's funny"

I chuckle as I go over to my dirt bike he had got me for my birthday a few months ago and start it up. He looks over at me with a knowing smile.

"You going to the Paddock again aren't James"

I just smile and get on my bike, starting it up; Owen stands up and walks over to me, placing his hand on my shoulder. The look in his eyes told me he would say the same thing he tells me every day, but today it was different.

"Look James, I've managed to get you a place in Camp Cretaceous"

I looked up sharply at him, I had heard about the camp but never even thought twice about it. I hadn't spent any time with people my age since I came with Uncle Owen to Isla Nublar. I learnt through online tutors or spending time with Dr Wu in the Genetics lab and that was only because he was a good friend of my mother before...

I revved the bike and began to pull away; I did not want to go to a camp full of kids, potentially my friends, only to not see them ever again. But before I could get too far away, Uncle Owen put his hand on the hand bars.

"Look, James, you need to spend some time with kids your age; you can't spend all your time with dinosaurs."

"You're one to talk"

I looked down and sighed as much as I didn't want to go, he was right. I glanced back up at him, unhappy but reluctantly agreeing with him

"Where am I supposed to meet them?"

"At the docks about 16:30...don't be Late Roxie is the head counsellor"

I looked up at him. Roxie had become an aunt-like figure to me, but by God, she was terrifying when angry.

"I'll do my best"

He let go of my handlebars, and I sped off, leaving him in a cloud of dust as I sped off to my place of solitude. It took about half an hour to reach it from Owen's Bungalow and I was greeted by the large concrete walls and massive metal gate with the number 12 on it, which split down the middle. I walked over to it and nodded to the man in the control room.

He pressed a few buttons, and the human-sized door within it opened, and I stepped through. I put my fingers to my mouth and whistled as I stood in the area empty of foliage the ground trembled with the sounds of heavy steps echoing through the paddock, and I looked up in three directions.