Excalibur

Going Camping

7:00AM. No, that can't be right. 7:00AM. Shoot it is. Ugh. I hate waking up early and this is no exception. Just because I get to go to summer camp, doesn't mean that I want to go. I'm forced to go just because my sister wants to go to her "fashion camp" and my mom has work. Apparently to my mom "I'm too young to stay home alone." Why. 7:15. Might as well get up.

This was the thought process of young Addison when waking up. She had slowly crept out of her bed and grabbed her clothes.

What to wear, what to wear. Oh! I know! I can wear this hoodie with these leggings. No, this one!

"Hurry up Addison! You're going to be late!!!"

"One minute sis! I'm getting ready!"

"Well get ready faster!!"

Ugh. Might as well hurry up. Whatever sis, whatever.

Once she finishes, Addison walks over and goes into her car. The car ride itself was three hours, but for Addison, it felt like an eternity. She could hear the voices in her head bickering for no apparent reason.

Are we there yet?

No.

How about now?

No.

Now?

No.

How about now?

How about you shut up?

Meanie.

What did you say?

Nothing.

She replayed it like a movie in her head, so that at least she could have a little bit of fun on her journey. Finally, when they got there, it was nothing as she expected. She expected a small area with multiple tents set up, but instead she found this large area filled with luxurious cabins (At least for camping) and a large middle area.
Camping, this area? No, no, no, and no. You can't have THIS and call it camping. Might as well call it "glamping." Oh wait, that's a thing. I don't understand why though.

They had made it to the camping site and her mom had signed her up for one of the cabins.

"Have fun sweetie!"

"I will!"

Oh, who am I kidding of course I won't.