Camp Cinderella ✔️

A Hike and a Storm

The week flew by after the date and we came to our last week of July. Everyone is in high spirits as we stand at the edge of a large hill. The Friday before our last week and everyone stood staring up at a larger hill than the last one. I stand as Kenny takes my phone and everyone else's. Daisy's nose stuck in a book searching for another flower.

"Well, what's the next hunt for?" Dean asks peering over her shoulder as she points to a photo on the page. "Lilly?"

"Mhm, they grow on Lilly pads." She says smiling and Kenny holds out the sticks once more. Drawing our colored sticks, I get blue and look over to see Charlie with the same color.

"Ahh man..... I want to be with Drew!" Dean grumbles as everyone laughs and he blushes. "Shut up." He hisses and Kenny smiles passing out back packs to each of us then sending us on our separate paths.

"So...." I whisper as we walk up a rather steep path. "We haven't really talked much have we?"

"No reason to." He mumbles and I kinda feel hurt, after all, he knows more about me than anyone else, although, he doesn't know it's me. "Besides, I usually keep to myself."

"Why though? I see you and Daisy talk a lot." I state and he shrugs as he walks and I clear my throat. "Is she going to help you with your little crush?" I ask and he turns his head to me eyes wide. "What?"

"How do you know about that?" He whispers and I stare at him kinda confused.

"Um.... Well Dean told me about Jenny." I whisper and he nods sternly as he turns his gaze to the path ahead. Of course the silence filled the air and I sighed.

The tweets of birds rang around us and I watched as two flew around playing happily. Hoping between trees, they chased each other like kids playing tag. There along the path, fallen sticks and shiny rocks line the way and I pick up rather smooth rock for the ragged road its on.

"Wow.... What a nice rock..." I whisper as I stare at it and he peers over my shoulder. "So smooth."

"That kind of a rock would be in a stream..." He whispers as he stares and I shrug as I tuck it away in my bag and he tilts his head. "You want to keep it?" He whispers and I nod.

"I like cool rocks...." I mumble and pay the pocket its tucked away in. "There nice."

"It's just a rock." He whispers and I bite my tongue keeping back my comments. For a surprising reason, Charlie is really cold!

Walking along, he stops and stares out into the woods. I watch his cheeks set and he raises an eyebrow as he begins walking into the woods.

"Charlie!" I hiss and follow after him. "What are you doing?" I whisper as he continues forward and I glare. "Charlie!"

"Shh!" He hisses and grabs my arm as he holds his head up. "Just listen." He whispers and I nod and listen close.

Out in the distance somewhere, running water rushes quickly down rocks. Mostly clear and cool with the nice pod of fishes swimming and jumping.

"Sounds like a stream!" I cheer and he hurried towards it and I stare. "You're going to it?"

"Lilly pad." He states and I sigh thinking about how he and Dean had that in common. Walking down some slick rocks, and dirt, we come a stream that widens out into a rushing river. "Whoa..."

"This is crazy!" I whisper staring out over the water that rushes faster than I thought. The wind does blow rather hard from what it has been doing.