The Parent Trap {Claven / Princess Mechanic}

Camp Walden for Girls

The buses heading for Camp Walden was filled with girls, newbies and the old ones alike. When the buses parked all of them spilled out chattering with their new friends and going to and fro trying to look for their duffel bags or their bunkers.

The camp counsellor Marvas Kulp Sr. welcomed the new members and with a bull horn which she handed over to her daughter who was calling out the names of the newbies and giving telling them which bunker they belonged to. The scene of chaos pans out and there was a little boy surrounded by girls who were giggling. He frantically explained to a supervisor that he thought it was a boys' camp which made the girls around him giggle harder.

Another counsellor stood near the bus' trunks and caught the yellow duffel thrown to her. She walked towards a small heap of duffels and threw the yellow duffel on top of it. Just then, a girl jumped up with a smile bright as the sun as she saw her duffel. The girl had soft chocolate brown wavy hair down to her shoulders held back by a colorful bandana and big blue eyes that contrasted beautifully against her lightly tanned skin behind her sunglasses.

"Ok! I found my duffel!" she exclaimed excitedly and put one hand out to grab her duffel when about ten more landed above it rendering it impossible to get out.

"Now the question is... how do I get it out?" she asked herself as she walked around the heap trying to look for a strap that would enable her to grab her duffel, putting her shades on the top of her head. She saw the strap poking out and grabbed it, heaving and pulling but it just wouldn't budge.

"Ok, I can do it," she cheered herself and pulled continuously, but the duffel won't budge.

"Ok, no I can't," she said in a cheery voice that veiled the sarcasm that was dripping from the sentence.

"You must be new," said a knowing voice on her right and Sofi glanced at the speaker.

"How can you tell?" she asked sarcastically, still trying to pull her duffel.

"You didn't know how to grab your duffel before the apes tossed it in the heap," the girl said, unaffected. She short brown hair pulled into a ponytail with a headband.

"I would say you need some help," the girl continued.

Sofi glanced at the speaker once more and gave in with a sigh. "It's the big yellow one." she said and the two pulled and pulled with no luck whatsoever.

Her friend breathed out loudly, dropping the strap. She leaned against the heap of luggage, looking at the brown haired girl, smiling when she noticed the red worn down bomber jacket that was a few sizes too big for the girl. "Cool jacket," she said to Sofi.

"Thanks, it's a going away gift from my Mamí," she acknowledged with a smile that reached her sky blue eyes. A somewhat taller girl with blonde hair wearing a colorful dyed shirt went over to the other side of the heap and easily pulled out her black duffel. The two girls looked at her in awe.

"Now that's my kind of woman." Sofi remarked in astonishment but her new friend was way ahead of her.

"Yo tie-dye girl!" she called out and the girl looked around and noticed the two waving her over; she went over to them and Sofi pointed out her duffel.

"Could you give me a hand? My duffel's the yellow one buried way in there," she said and watched as tie-dye girl easily pulled it out of the heap.

"Wow! You're from California?" tie-dye girl asked with awe evident in her eyes.

"You are? Do you live in Hollywood?" the girl with the headband asked too.

"Do you live next door to a movie star?"

"What are you two-Lucy and Ethel?" Sofi giggled in amusement. "I live in Napa, that's Northern California and I live next door to a vineyard," she explained.

"A what-yard?" Harper (the tie-dye girl) asked, confusion on her face.

"A vineyard. It's where you grow grapes to make wine. That's what we do, me and my Mamí, we own a vineyard. What bunk are you guys in?" she answered them.

"Arapahoe." Harper and Monroe (the girl with the headband) said.

"Reyes, Sofia?!" announced Marvas Kulp Jr. into the bullhorn. Sofi stood on a few duffels and waved her hand, "Right here!" she called out getting the counsellor's attention.

"Arapahoe!" she called out and the three girls high-fived and started towards their bunkers.

"So, either of you by any chance know how to play poker?" Sofi asked excitedly.

"Nah..." answered the two in unison.

"No? Gee, what a shame. So, how much cash did you guys bring with you this summer?" she continued to ask when a Range Rover came up behind them and impatiently honked. The three girls whirled and looked at it amazed.

"Wow, who is in there?" Sofi wondered as she continued to walk away.

The vehicle stopped and the back door of the Rover opened and out came a woman with brown hair, braids woven through, wearing a black and red flannel, black jeans and boots, surveying her surroundings. She held out her hand for the other occupant of the car. A young girl with long wavy brown hair in similar braids and blue eyes stepped out and adjusted her pink sundress, taking in the new environment with interest.

"Well, here we are! Camp Walden for girls; we traveled all the way from London for this," she said with enthusiasm in her voice as she followed her niece to a cemented area.

"Well it's rather picturesque, don't you think?" she asked her with a British accent and a huge smile.

"Wish I could stay with you," She remarked with a smirk, as her niece giggled. She smiled. "Right, let's review your mama's list, shall we?" Octavia said as she took out her iPhone from her pocket and looked at the list carefully while her niece watched her amused.

"Vitamins?" she asked.

"Check," she answered.

"Minerals?"

"Check,"

"Daily intake of fruits and vegetables?"

"Check, check,"

Octavia glanced at her niece with a raised eyebrow and she giggled.

"Check for fruits, check for vegetables," she explained with a smile, "Go on," she prompted her.

"Sunblock, lip balm, insect repellant, stationary, stamps, photograph of your mother, grandmother, aunt, and of course your favorite aunt, me!" she enumerated as the driver lined up four pieces of identical luggage beside the two.

"Got it all I think," she giggled and Octavia looked a bit flustered.

"Oh! And here's a little something from your grandmother: a spanking new deck of cards! Maybe you'll find someone in this camp who can beat your tush in poker," she said mischievously looking around as if trying to see if anyone dared.

"Well I doubt it, but thanks. Thanks for bringing me here Aunt Octavia," she said smiling. Her aunts face suddenly became scrunched as she tried to fight back tears and she hugged her niece tightly. She let her go but held on to her hands and looked her in the eyes.

"And remember, if you change your mind and want me to pick you up before the end of camp, I'm only a phone-call away," she assured her, rubbing her hands comfortably.

"Thanks, but I'll be fine," she assured her with yet another one of her smiles, "Really! See you in eight weeks Aunt O" she assured in a fonder tone.

"Missing you already, Warrior of my Heart," Octavia told her and stuck out her hand. She gladly took it and shook it vigorously and the two started their secret handshake with butt bumps and shimmying. When it was over, the two really shook hands and Octavia kissed her niece's forehead.

"Have fun Mila," she whispered looking her straight in the eyes.

"I will," she answered with a little giggle and watched her go towards the Range Rovers door.

"May we meet again!" her aunt called out raising a hand and wiggling her fingers.

"May we meet again!" Mila answered her doing the same wave and watched her climb the vehicle which pulled away after honking. A huge smile covered her face and she squealed, twirling around in excitement.