The Camp Instructor

Chapter Two

As Lacey makes her way to the front door she turns around and looks around the living room. It's the last thing she'll see inside the house for a month or two. She takes a deep breath and exits the house, slamming the door shut and leaving it unlocked with the hope that someone will steal her sleeping mother.

She walks along the cobbled path of her front yard with her suitcase in tow. A woman (between 35 and 45 maybe?!)  exits the bus with a polkadotted clipboard in her hand. "Name." She said it as more of a statement than a question. "Lacey, Lacey Davenport", she was almost surprised at clipboard lady's tone. She didn't seem like the kind of person who would try and change people like Lacey, the supposed "No good youth of today" as she had heard elderly people stating.

" While you are at Brookhaven there will be no:
Smoking, drinking, vandalism of any sorts, violence, drugs, or sexual relations with other camp members. Do we have an understanding Lacey?" She almost spat out Lacey's name, almost like a poisonous snake would to capture it's pray. Lacey was already beginning to hate clipboard lady. "Yes, ma'am." If clipboard lady wanted to talk to Lacey like she had already, then Lacey had decided that two could play at that game. "Climb aboard and no funny business."

Lacey wasn't quite sure what C.L meant by "funny business" but she was sure as hell going to find out, but just as instructed she got on the bus and left her suitcase for C.L to deal with. After she appreciated C.L's look of disgust at her leaving her suitcase, she proceeded to the back of the bus and lay down on the empty row of chairs.

Fifteen minutes later Lacey Davenport was asleep.

Two hours later

Lacey woke up to the sound of Spandau ballet's "Gold" blasting through this old bus's speakers. Lacey loved the song so, naturally she sat up and mouthed the words and mimmicking Tony Hadley's actions in their music video. Luckily no one seemed to care, they were all wrapped up in their minds of confusion, loss and the excessive amount of estrogen and testosterone that will be there at camp.

Clipboard lady seemed quite content, she was staring out the window as if she was watching something. Making sure that nothing had or would change in the outside world. She didn't seem to care about the passengers of the bus. She was wrapped up in her own world. Lacey preferred it like that because it meant that she didn't have to be nervous or worry about getting caught with anyone or anything.

Lacey might not be an angel but she was a nice young lady, capable of more responsibility than her own mother (and that was not due to a mental and/or physical illness.)

After about another five minutes Lacey started to notice that there were other buses like the one she was on and heading in the same direction, so she assumed that they headed to Brookhaven aswell, she watched the passengers on the other buses through the windows. Some had headphones on and were listening to music, others were talking and the rest were sleeping, some of them were drooling a little aswell.

As the bus drove under a large old banner that read "Camp Brookhaven" followed by another sign hanging from the first that read" Live together, better together". It was incredibly cheesy but it meant that she could be away from her mother for a while so she was more than happy to go.

She sat there while clipboard lady explained what was going to happen once they got off the bus but Lacey didn't really pay much attention to her, she just wanted off the bus and into the camp in which she would hunt down the very place she could get food. She was starving.