lost my head

Three.

"Okay" dad heave. "sure about this?"

"Of course Noah" I burst out a laugh "I've been wanting this camp the whole time so I'm not gonna leave out this shit." and gestured my hand into a horn as a sign for rock n' roll to dad.

"Promise me you won't do anything to bother your attention." he whispers and I nod, "one more thing, I let you in here just to accept my offer to you to go to college."

"Yes Noah. I won't forget that. After this camp I'm going to college." I replied, before the graduation day I told my parents I don't want to study college.

I want to pursue my drawing skills without attending there.
But I guess dad has a short tempered, he asked me "what do you want me to do to take my favor?"
I said "If you let me spend my summer in HipCamp I will go to college and study whatever course you want for me."

Dad turned away and the look back at me, "Ring me, okay?"

"Only if cellphone's allowed." I smiled, he walk towards me and give me a tight hug.

"I love you, Alan"

"I love you too, Dad. It's just 8 weeks."

~

After dad leave me in this camp, I watch other kids in their different kinds of cars while some of them are hugging their parents for goodbyes.

Dad had no idea why I'm obsessed to get here. Little did he know I am deadly insecure in myself, deadly crazy about my future, deadly asking questions that haunting my own soul and scars and deadly want to know myself better.

I see many people knows what they want to do and what they are in the future. I don't know mine.

This camp could help me to enhance my potential. To know the better version of myself. This isn't all about me. This is also about people surrounds me and how we would gain friendship because in this camp you're not just focusing on yourself, but also, the people who could help you to come over in a place you should be.

A woman whistled at the teenagers who throwing plastic bag with water in each other. "Stop that!"

The girls were running down the field. A woman take a deep sigh and put her hands on her waist. I step to get closer to her.

"Excuse me," poking her back. "can I get a map of this camp? I don't have a copy."

"What group are you?" she asked very polite.

Shrugged, "Not sure. It's my first time."

"Whether it's your first time or not you should have your group. Check your pass."

I take my yellow jansport at my back and open it to find my hipcamp pass. Dad says I am overreacting for packing because I have my green luggage and it partnered of green hand carry and also I bring my backpack. Little did he know the luggage contains all my clothes including undies. The hand carry are full of my favorite snacks. This means that I'll never forget cool mint oreos in travel. On my Jansport bag are my essentials (girls).

Finally, I found my pass. "Here."

She reads, "You're from..."

"W-why? Sorry but my dad's handwritten aren't that neat." I gave her an apologetic smile.

"Well um.."

Suddenly, a cute full hipster guy speaks. "She's mine." walks toward us.

The woman turned around to see him, "Ohh, Finn." she laughs and hit his shoulder. "you're still life savior."

"Miana, thank you for giving me points." he blinked at her. Although, I have no idea what he's talking about I'm sure it's regarding to the group of this camp.

Why the hell this camp has groups when they can unite them in one group which called HipCamp? (weird)

They continue to talk while I studying the whole big place. Then little a while Miana the security guard or the woman with whistle has gone.

My eyes turned to the guy who's smiling at me like wants to tell me "you're like an innocent kid who's first timer in a place that full of trees."

He stands up straight in front of me with his both hands on his waist and wearing the sweetest and friendly smile with his dimple, without proudly showing his teeth.

"Hey" he said. "what's up?"

"Hi um" swaying my yellow backpack on my hands. "I don't know which group I supposed to.."

Someone interrupted me. "You'll be in my group." the guy called Finn and I look at him.

Finn furrows and crossed his arms, "I'm sorry. What is it again?"

"I said that girl is supposed to be in my group." the blonde guy say to him.

"Proof."

While they were almost making a clash here, I'm thinking what kind of camp I joined in. Is this a snatching member or the more the merrier or competing something?

He gave a paper to Finn "The paper you are holding says it all."

Finn furrowed once again. Reads, "A-are you Alanis.." he looks at me "Carter?"

I widened my eyes, "Yes. That would be me." I hands up.

The blonde guy shrugs with manipulate smile, that's true. There is something in him I really hate. His aura, and the guy himself.

"Hmm. She's mine dude." and now, he's being arrogant.

Finn keeps nodding, "You're into.." shaking his head "politics. The good government and progresiveness in you haven't come out. I guess?" he added.

Who says I'm into Politics? Technically speaking, I'd love to talk about politics with people who are interested in that subject but one thing for sure I'll screwed up. I'm peechless and wordless about it.

"Alanis, come and join us. Our cabin's out there." he pointed on the west side.

I see Finn irritated. I'm still confused about how the founder ran this camp.

"I don't get it. Why did you tell that I am part of your group?" I asked Finn.

"It's a warm welcome for newbies." he replies.

"I still don't get it."

"If you haven't decide where you are in, the leader of each group would engage and or convince you to be part of them." the blonde boy said.

"H-how did you know I haven't decide?"

"Because I heard you says to Miana that you don't know what kind of groups are these" said Finn. "wait.." he paused. "you haven't decide or you just don't know that Politics is a group?"

"Maybe..both" I furrows. "w-wait, I'd love to be part of Politics but..I'm into Arts." I pouted and suddenly give them a half smile.