"So....." Tom tried, attempting to fill a large silence, "where are you from?"
"Norway," Tord replied curtly. He had no need for stupid ice breakers.
'Huh. Explains the accent.' Tom thought.
"And you?"
Tom jumped. He hadn't expected a question for himself which was kind of silly seeing as he asked one first.
"England," Tom blurted. What had gotten into him? Why was he being so weird around his jerk co-counselor?
"So we're both far away from home huh?" Tord stated the obvious.
"Yep."
Mercifully the bus with the first load of campers came just then, saving a very awkward conversation from continuing. Boys with ages ranging from nine to fourteen poured out from the bus, skittering around and trying to find their counselors.
Tom held up the big cabin sign, reading 'OAK CABIN' in big block letters. Oak cabin housed half the twelve year-olds, while Pine cabin took care of the other half.
Tord was a little disappointed because he liked younger kids better but nevertheless, he was kind towards his campers.
Tom was also not very enthusiastic about his campers because he knew from past experience that twelve year-olds were brats. But, just like his other counselor, he put on a brave face and tried to be welcoming to the kids, though it came off as disinterested.
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What Happened at Camp (TOMTORD) (DISCONTINUED)
Roman d'amourThey hated each other. From the very second they became co-counselors, they knew it was going to be a long summer. Until it wasn't. But some goodbyes can't say enough.
