Thin Line

16. The moon ☾

Finally, we pulled into the campsite. We slowly drove down the gravel to the entrance, parking the car in the small parking lot. We exited the vehicle and made our way inside the small, cabin like, reception.

An old man appeared out the front not soon after we entered. Luke and I gave each other a sideways glance, I assumed he was thinking what I was.

Hunter approached the table and cleared his throat, "We were wondering if we could book a cabin for a few nights?"

The old man looked suspiciously at Hunter, then back at Luke and I. He probably didn't get many teenagers around here, especially without parents.

"No cabins. Only caravans or trailers."

"Okay. Well, can we get a trailer?" He asked. It took a while for the old man to reply. You could definitely tell he didn't trust either us. He also probably thought we didn't have the money.

"You all look very young," The old man stated, continuing to eye each one of us down. "What are you doing out here?"

"Camping." Hunter replied bluntly, clearly losing patience.

"I'll tell you what, I've got a spare tent. Should be big enough to fit the three of you. That's all I can offer."

I watched as Hunters expression turned sour. Before he could lash out on the old man, I stepped up and pushed him slightly with the back of an arm.

"We'll take it. Sorry to bother you, we really are just here for some camping." I smiled, trying my hardest to sound polite. The last thing Hunter needed to do was feed into the mans idea that we were disrespectful, troubling kids.

The man went out the back for a few minutes to fetch the tent. Hunter shoved his hand in his pocket, taking out a bunch of crumbled notes. He passed the notes to Luke and pushed open the door to get out.

Luke and I stayed silent until the man came back. when he did, he was carrying a large bag in one hand and a plastic bag in the other. I grabbed them both from the man whilst Luke counted the money.

"How many nights do you lot plan on staying?" The man asked, positioning himself behind the counter.

Luke looked back at me for an indication, I shrugged. Three days had already passed since we left town, I hoped we wouldn't be spending too much time here.

"Three nights," Luke finally decided, nodding at his answer, "Yeah, three nights."

"That's $150 then."

Luke straightened out three $50 notes and passed it to the man. The man looked at the money carefully, checking to see if it was real.

"Alright then, enjoy your stay." He grunted, before disappearing out of back yet again.

"What a fucking weirdo." Luke mumbled, as he held the door open for me. I definitely agreed with that.

We drove further into the campsite, the greenness starting to surround us. It was winter and kids were still in school, meaning the place was empty for the most part. Besides a few caravans and a couple of people, there wasn't much else to see.

Hunter stopped the car further away from the people. We got out of the car and took in our surroundings. There was a small building allocated for toilets, and on the other side a shitty park stood deserted.

My eyes landed on a sign that pointed towards the left with the words lookout point engraved in them. I made a mental note to check that out before we left.

"I don't know why I pictured this place nicer in my head." Like voiced, zipping up the bag to take out the tent.

"It's not too bad." I think I was trying to convince myself more than him. I mean, it definitely wasn't horrible. There was an adequate amount of greenery and facilities, it just seemed dull.