Karlie looked around her thunderstruck as she entered the main path of the encampment, forgetting momentarily the annoying blue eyes that couldn't escape her mind.
Wooden cabins scatter on both sides of the widening, big old trees and careless bushes grow around them, making them mimic with the environment. She found more unbelievable the sight of what seemed like an immense lake, visible in the northwest wing of the camp. She couldn't guess how large it actually was from where they were standing, but she kept in mind to go there later. Something told her the lake's shore was going to be one of her favorites places there.
Cara waked her up from her trance, informing her that the monitor's cabin and the cafeteria where they would have the diary meals, were at the other point of the spacious area.
There were a lot of teens and kids searching their respective home for the next couple of months, carrying heavy suitcases and large smiles, excitement widely spread in the air. Karlie grunted for herself, looking around unamused at the fuss. As they walked over the dirt road, Kalie observed the different areas, each one specified for a certain activity, such as archery or climbing. She noticed some fencing swords with their respective helmet and suit, surprised that this sport was practiced here. When she was about to ask Cara about this, her friend announced that they had reached their destination.
A two-story wood cabin rose above them, making it the biggest camp building. The pass of the years was noticeable, the wood was worn out and she could guess the doors and windows were old, but apart from that, the cabin seemed cozy.
Cara explained her that the low level was dedicated to the kitchen and the dining room, while the higher level was the monitor's residence. They weren't allowed at this level, thought for their supervisor's privacy.
When they finally enter the building, they found a long line of people waiting to be registered and get a key to their cabin. As Karlie guessed, the room was spacious, filled with benches and long tables at the end of the hall, destined to feed a large amount of people. A smaller table near the entrance served for the reception of new tenants, where an old woman, Karlie guessed she was around sixty, welcomed the impatient kids and filled out some papers, making the wait even longer.
"Look, that woman is Anne, she is the big boss around here" Cara mentioned, nodding her head towards the smiling woman who was giving a key to some kid "She is the director and she's super nice, but you better don't fuck up with her, I know how she gets when she's mad" She directed her gaze again to Anne, not being able to imagine that woman furious. When nice people get angry you know you have to run for your life, she reasoned.
Karlie noticed other two monitors, younger that the director, going up and down trying to relocate the queues and organizing the keys, putting stamps on them.
"When are we going to put a computer here? This is ridiculous" She could hear the worker closer to her mutter between her teeth. She was without a doubt the youngest, maybe a couple of years older than them.
"Lily?" Cara asked in a high pitched voice, directing her gaze to the same girl she was looking at.
"Delevingne!?" The monitor turned her head where they were standing with a full smile on display, opening her arms to crush Cara in a hug once she noticed it was, in fact, Cara Delevingne the person yelling her name.
Karlie stood next to them awkwardly, diverting her gaze and changing her weight from one foot to another, suddenly reluctant to leave her happy bubble and actually having to meet new people. For a moment, she really thought that going to an unknown place surrounded by unknown people was going to be a great idea. A fantastic occurrence. A marvelous concept. As usual, when these emotions spin insider her head like a whirlpool, she kept her eyes fixed on the ink stain her old shoes had. Her little sister exploded a pen a couple months ago and her sneakers happened to be in the wrong place at the wrong time, since then, that stain shaped as a half deformed moon has become her favorite sight for uncomfortable situations. She lets her mind get lost on thoughts of her family, the discussions between her three sisters and their parents, forgetting about her surroundings, content in her new head space. She wasn't going to admit that she missed them already.
