Camp Counselor

Chapter 1

"Bye Lucy!" I called out to my best friend before she drove away in her yellow sports car which matched my own Red sports car. We both got them for our 17th birthday and since we were only born a few days apart we always celebrated our birthday with one huge party. After all we have been best friends since we were 7 years old when I got adopted into the Luthor Family.

I walked up the long pathway to my mansion and approached my dark new brown door. There were some flower imprints along the door and the knob was a bright clear diamond that has been passed down through our family for years. I walked into the mansion immediately the shiny tile came into view along with all of the house workers running frantically through the house to get to their next job. I even saw maids running up stairs through the balcony as they were most likely cleaning our rooms. It took 5 maids to clean one of our rooms in 30 minutes, not because they were so messy but because they were gigantic bedrooms.

I walked promptly through the house as I kept my held high as always. I would be lying if I said I didn't miss-Well if I didn't wonder about my real parents but I'm really glad I got adopted by the Luthors. Never in a million years would I have expected me to live in a place like this with such a great life but here I am, living like a queen.

I walked along the shiny floor tile as my heels clacked loudly against it, echoing through the house. I was making my way towards my enormous bedroom when I heard my adoptive mother also making her way down the hallway from the left of me. "Lena! Darling your home." She called out to me as she had her normal 2 wings behind her.

On the left was her assistant Tiffany Bell, a really sweet lady but working with Lillian, she definetly had her moments. My mother never gave her any time to rest as she had to take notes on just about everything Lillian said, even if it wasn't important. She wanted to test Lucy, she wanted to see how much she could take and in what quality she can reach with her task. It was a productive yet difficult way of going at things but it was the exact way she went with raising me and Lex. Now she didn't take it to us making our own beds or food but she always made us take up on extra work, extra classes, extra credit, she just wanted us to have our best chance in getting into a amazing college and going to some extraordinary college such as Brown or Yale.

Unfortunately for my brother Lex he had other plans for himself. His plans were to start doing drugs in 8th grade because "I have the money, what else should I buy?" He started off with Marijuana but as he grew on and his knowledge of drugs expanded so did his choice of them expand. He had a goal that he mentioned to me on more than one occasion which was "I want to experience each and every way of getting high." And so he did. I don't know why he trusted me with his goals but I didn't tell anyone. Not that I had to anyways, everyone knew that Lex was stoned from day to day, in the beginning we tried to lecture him and get him to put and end to his choices but unfortunately that only made him a misbehave as he got distant and began doing his own things. It was only last year though when Lex had decided to leave and live his life with no rules, no expectations.

I can't say that I'm mad at him for doing so, yes I still get lonely from time to time. As wrong as Lex was about going at life he was still my brother and there was a time when we were close. When me and him shared everything together and boy did we have so much fun together torturing the maids and house workers. It was a good life as me and him still remained so close even when he began doing drugs, it wasn't my favorite thing about him but deep down Lex was still there. The Lex who I met when I was first brought into this family and that I enjoyed. It's just I understand how claustrophobic it can get in this house hold, how there's times where you just need to breath and that part I get about Lex but the whole drug situation..I don't think I could ever get a firm grasp on understanding that. It wasn't something I'd ever expect from him but as long as he still calls me and texts me from time to time, which he does, I'm willing to put aside my two sense and allow Lex to do whatever makes him happy. All while I still daily remind him that if he was to ever go over board and get caught in the hospital I will personally kill him myself. There's no doubt about that and Lex knows it.

"Yes mother, Lucy invited me to the movies to see Dusk Till Dawn, can I go?" I ask as my mother approaches me  in an all black pantsuit which somehow brings out her golden blonde locks of hair and her pearly white teeth.

My mother put on a decisive look as she hums to show she's thinking about it. "When are you planning on going?" My mother asks in a tone of authority as she always has. To think of it that's her natural tone of voice.

"Next week." I respond in a tone of hope as my mother rarely says no to me. I mean as long as I give her a weeks advance notice of course then she's mainly good to go with it.

"Yes you may." My mother confirms and in response I throw her a huge smile.

"Thanks mom, I've been dying to see this movie!" I tell her excitedly before I turn away from her and in the direction to the wide flight of stairs that leads to the top floor, where my room is.

Before I got very far from her though my mother spoke up again and caught my attention. "Lena," She begins and doesn't continue until I'm faced to face with her again. "You didn't let me finish. You know I don't like when your excitement overwhelms you and cuts me off." My mother lectured me with stern eyes and instantly I felt a sense of dissatisfaction.

I never liked upsetting her, especially when she's done so much for me. "I'm sorry mother, what is it?" I ask curiously. Did my Dolce Gabanna flower print boots come in? Or was it my Saint Laurent purse? Oh please tell me it was my Alexander Flores Flare Red dress!

"You have to go see it before Wednesday rolls around." My mother stated as she left me for my curiosity to take over.

"Why?" I ask suspiciously. I mean my mother never told me we had plans this week. We barely do have plans, I mean together anyways. Usually the only thing we do as a family is just sit and eat dinner together. Any other time I'm out with Lucy, or I'm workin on extra credit in my study room and my moms almost constantly at work. She works every minute of her life basically, but it pays off and that much is clear.

My mother fixes her stance as she smiles proudly before she speaks. "I have signed you up for a summer camp." My mother lets out.

My eyes widen as wide as they could as my jaw nearly hits the floor beneath my feet. "A summer camp?! Why?" I ask desperately. The last thing I ever want to do is go to a freaking summer camp? What was she thinking?

My mother dropped her smile as with the simple motion of a hand my mother sent her flyers off to other parts in the room so that we could talk privately. Well, more privately, it's near to impossible to get complete privacy in this house. "My colleague from work, David Grant, his sister owns a summer camp out in Vermont. It's a lovely camp, there's a lake, many trails and they have a lot of activities throughout the summer that will work on strengthening your outdoors skills. However this year they are a few staff members short and need extra camp counselors, first thing that popped into my mind was you." My mother finishes, leaving me nearly speechless.

I gave my mother a shocked and disgusted facial expression. I maybe even furrowed my eyebrows together in anger. "W-what made you think of that?! Mother not once have I ever spoke of going to a summer camp!" I spit the last few words out with venom as I stuttered over my anger. My blood began to boil as the thought about spending my whole summer in a camp with kids, no technology and god knows what else could be at that camp. Fungus probably. Camps always were a insanitary hellhole.

Not that I've ever been to one but from what I've heard they're disgusting. "My point exactly Lena. You have depended on the staff to do it all for you and so I am giving you a chance to learn some of it your own. You will thank me by the end of summer, I'm certain of it. Wednesday at noon is when the bus leaves, I will be at work but Hank will be responsible for getting you there." My mother finished the last sentence as she began to strut down the hallway.

I scoffed in disbelief at my mothers sudden bomb drop of information. "A bus?!" I call out to her cynically, hoping for a response but my mother practically ignores it as she continues down the hallway. Hank and Tiffany rushing to retain their permanent spots as her flyers as they follow her down the hallway.

I turn around to face the stairwell again as I'm motionless in my spot. My eyes darting to the south left of my vision as I attempt to get a grasp on the information my mother just dropped on me. My mind was running with thoughts as I just couldn't get a grip on what was said. The only reoccurring words that I could successfully let out were.

"Summer camp? Camp counselor?"