Laying in my bunk, I looked down at my knees, one bloody, the other one slightly scraped. I was surprised, that the person I thought was a dickhead helped me. We were going to go canoeing in an hour, and I listened to Warning by Black Sabbath while reading Secrets of the haunted house. Waiting for the annoying girl to call me satanic, I kept on reading. She never confronted me, but gave me dirty looks. I loved this horror comic I was reading, and I didn't stop.
One hour later, I heard Sunny yell, " Come on guys, we got to go canoeing!"
Jumping off my bunk, I walked towards the door, smiling.
Who am I going to team up with? I would love to go with James, he's real helpful and buff and would be able to control easily, Lars will be be cracking jokes, Dave and Jason will talk about random shit (which is actually fun), Cliff will be making dirty jokes, and Kirk will talk about horror and comics, which is fuck'n amazing.
"Come on guys!" I heard Sunny's annoyed tone from inside.
