Call it a Talent

C H A P T E R 12

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Another beautiful day at camp. A wacky Wednesday at this camp. Some say it's woman crush Wednesday. It is week three of my stay here. Time goes fast when you are having fun with new people you have just met. Living life very well as if they is no more tomorrow. I cherish all the moments here.

I am having a feeling today is not my day. Maybe it will turn out well. Who knows? I might be the young women of the day or maybe find my talent. I'll throw my first party in my cabin or maybe have a food festival on my bed. Stop daydreaming Thea!

"Pass me your bottle," Anna told me.

"Here. Don't take a huge sip!" I warned here. I had put orange, 100% natural  juice in my bottle to help me feel better.

"I'll pour a little in my bottle in my bottle," she said. I just nodded. Anna can take a sipping too far. She can drink all of it.

"A little? Anna don't make laugh." Nadia chuckled while standing up to leave

Nadia is a friend of Anna. Age mates. She had Asian features on her. I would kill for her laugh and smile. She had black silk hair and her face was pretty.

"I know right." I agreed with her because it was true. It's Anna we were talking about.

"Hey! I need to take liquid for my health."

"By not finishing Thea's juice," Nadia said. "Anna you will meet me right?"

"Ill come soon."

We were on the lawn near the small library. Most people don't go to the library. That's why it is a good area. We were outside on the green grass. It was one of the spots where it had fresh breeze. That summer vibe.

I was with Anna and her friend. She had a lot of friends maybe because of her too took 'cause she is good. Unlikely me. I was an introvert, anti social as another description. I had got roommates and my brother's friends (technically also my friends). I also included my friends' friends because they are also my friends.

I had friends. D-man was also my friend.

Speaking of D-man, I was writing a story, maybe I could have a talent in writing. I already tried to write a poem but never went well. I was not that creative with words.

My process of writing a short story was not going well. At all. I was trying to come up with that story that will keep a person wanting more. I wonder how authors managed making everything hard to resist.

I was suppose to give him the paper today at quarter to nine. It was now ten o'clock and fifteen minutes had already passed. What I had written, my comment has been reserved. Just think of this, it wouldn't be a good review.

"Have you seen D-man?" Anna asked me. She too uses that name. She said it was dope.

"No." Thinking of D-man made me stress enough because how would he react to the story?

"Chillax," Anna said, giving me my bottle. "Are you PMSing?"

"No."

"You seem to Thea."

"I answered you like that because you were asking me if I had seen D-man. He is your brother." I tried to empathise my point here.

"You hang out with him a lot so I was thinking maybe you knew."