Chapter 5

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-Marco's POV-

Finally, after dealing with Star, Janna, and Ingrid, the ride to camp was over. Hopefully I won't see the creep for the entire summer.

I saw seven other buses parked next to our bus. Once the door opened I ran out. Glad to be out of that death trap called a bus.

"Dude, where's that creepy girl you told me about? What was her name, um, Gem? No, it was Night! No it
was—" Janna popped out of the bus.

"It was Star, and I don't know. She was weird. She said she was from a different dimension and she was magic!" I explained.

"What ever. I'm just planning another prank, something that could be super dangerous, but super cool looking. Want to help, Diaz?" Janna took out a note pad and started writing down plans.

"No. I'm a misunderstood bad boy. I don't do pranks. I do dangerous stunts!" I crossed my arms, trying to look cool.

"Sure you are, safe kid." She rolled her eyes.

"I told you one million times, Janna! I'm not a safe kid! I wore a helmet in the shower one time, and I'm labeled for life! In fact, I would welcome a little danger in my life!" I argued.

"You would! Well that's great! We would be great friends then!" Star popped up behind me.

"Ah!" I jumped.

"Danger? Do you happen to like pranks?" Janna asked Star.

"Is that a question? I remember one time when I—" Star started to chat.

"Attention all campers! Welcome to CFTK Summer Camp! Here we will do fun activities to mold you from trouble making ruffians, to fun loving teens! My name is Ms. Jessy! Can we all say that?" A red headed lady said on the microphone. She looked about thirty, but her fake red hair made her look like a fifty year old trying to look twenty. She wore a red cat sweater and a pink skirt. She had a lady bug hair clip in her hair that a six year old girl would wear. She also had button earrings. She looked like someone's lame kindergarten teacher.

"Hi, Ms. Jessy." Everyone said in a drained tone.

"Nice sweater!" Someone laughed in the crowd.

"I just made this. Please stop." She said meekly.

"Do you have a matching one with your cat?" Someone else laughed.

"You leave Mr. Ruffles alone. He is one of my favorite cats." Ms. Jessy started to cry, but soon enough wiped her tears away and acted like nothing ever happened. "We have a dance in five days to celebrate your arrivals. You were told  before you left for camp to bring a couple nice things to wear."

After she said that people started to mumble things about what they were going to wear or who they were going with. I'm probably going to skip it.

"Hush, kiddos. We have to organize cabins. The cabins have two bedrooms which each have three beds. Every cabin will have three boys and three girls. So you each can chat like teens. I have a list of cabin members. I will not be taking any suggestions. Okay, let's start. Jane Robinson, Wendy Corduroy, and Amber Dylan, room one cabin one. Now for the boys in cabin one." Jessy started going through the list.

I started to tune her out.

"Janna Ordonia, Lorraine Summers, and Star Butterfly, cabin seven room one. Now for the boys," she said. Please don't be me! Please not me! "Ryan Davids, Nico Di Angelo, and Marco Diaz. Cabin seven room two. That about raps it up, since we won't be filling up cabin eight this year. Go unpack. We will call you for dinner at the mess hall. Get a feel for the place, we will start all activities tomorrow. Enjoy yourselfs, my little mittens." Jessy stepped down and walked away. I'm stuck in a cabin with the crazy witchy girl. Oh, no.

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