Camp Counselor

Chapter Twelve

It's been three days since the incident during the Treasure Hunt and I can't for the life of me get Lena to open up to me again. It's like she's afraid I'm mad at her, or disappointed even in her but I'm not. She made a mistake and it's only human, but she doesn't need to punish herself like this. It's like she broke from reality, or trying to.

Last night at the bon fire, it was the first time that Lena attended it since the incident. Seeing her walking out of the path that lead to the fire pit, sparked up some hope in me but it quickly dropped again once Lena took the most isolated seat. It was far away from anyone else and the entire fire, she just sat there, in the dark. Each time I looked back at her she remained in the same posture as before and it truly hurt me to see her look so sad. I desperately want to fix things but each time I tried to talk to her I only ever received the same response, a small gesture of acknowledgement. Whether it was a hum or a head nod, but nothing more than that.

My frustration began to reach its high point as did my determination. I understand Lena wants to be alone but I refuse to just sit back and watch her slowly departure from this camp. Especially when she was just about to get really into it. In the meantime Lena was here, I've managed to get her hooked on this new reality. She would live for the adventure and the activities and just renewing herself from the Lena Luthor of National City. I want to get her back and that's what I intend to do.

I was quick to get ready and to gather my campers around this morning as I rushed with enthusiasm to get to the cafeteria. Throughout the day I rarely saw Lena, and when I did it was in the cafeteria and during camp activities. I would try my best to talk to her as much as I could during the times I did see her, but with the activities it was hard since we were both busy guiding our campers into finishing the tasks.

So I was determined to talk to her during breakfast. It had to be done and I couldn't wait any longer. Lena needed to hear my take on the situation and hopefully, just hopefully she will come to her senses as well. I mean she should, as I've been told I'm very persuading when I need to be.

I rush my campers into the cafeteria as my eyes quickly scanned the cafeteria in search for the beautiful brunette. I mean not beautiful, no-she is beautiful but I didn't mean to say that. I just need to find her. When I saw no evidence of Lena I felt quickly disappointed. Normally she was here already.

I tried to push my unsatisfied thoughts away as I quickly excused her absence as "She's just not here yet, she's probably having a hard time with her campers. She'll turn up." And for a while that satisfied my curiosity but not for long.

Eventually the cafeteria doors opened and just like every other time I heard that door open, my head shot up to see who it was. Instantly a spark of excitement burned inside me as I watched the familiar faces of Lena's cabin members walk through the door. Leaving me with the illusion that Lena had finally showed up, but once again I lost that feeling as I watched other cabin members from another cabin flow in with them. And the last person to enter was the Counselor to the other set of kids, meaning that Lena was not going to be making her appearance.

To hell with this.

I angrily shot up from the table, completely interrupting everything of which Winn was speaking to me. In all fairness I wasn't even paying attention to what he was saying in the first place. I felt kind of bad for ignoring my friend but I also felt angry at how childish Lena was asking. So she made one small mistake, potentially it could've been major but it wasn't and Lena should be grateful for that being. She's so stubborn, and childish, and pessimistic, she's-ergh!

Both Winn and James eyes were on me in confusion as I stood still, glaring at the door. And so were a few other surrounding people, but they were all quick to go back to their business meanwhile James and Winn kept their concern on me. "I get it you don't like spiders Kara, but I swear this one was the sweetest thing." Winn calmly explained as if that was what I was mad about and he knew it. But he didn't even have a clue.