Run Away With Me

Drowning

I don't think I slept for more than an hour last night, light was already peaking through the curtains and I could already hear the birds chirping by the time I fell asleep. After seeing Charlie and Monty sneak out last night it was hard to fall asleep, I had a million theories running through my mind.

Everyone is still fast asleep when I wake up, it's weird sharing a room with four other guys. I always managed to get out of school camping trips so this is a new experience for me. So far this hasn't been the worst part of the camp surprisingly, there could definitely be worse roommates.

Since I woke up at the crack of dawn I decide to head to the bathrooms early to shower in peace. It's relaxing not having to worry the entire time about one of the guys (Monty) pulling the door open to see me straight up naked.

I even got to switch between showers so I had more than just two minutes of hot water to wash myself. Think I'm going to do this every morning now, it's worth losing a sleep-in if I don't have to shower in icy water and have my nose running like a tap by the end of it.

I got back to the room and had enough time to decently style my hair with gel before someone else wakes up. Starting the day off with bad hair would just put me in a bad mood for the rest of the day.

I'm smoothing down the last few curls when Alex grumbles a good morning to me and asks if I want to head to breakfast with him. He goes off to quickly freshen up in the bathrooms so I flip through one of Clay's comics trying to understand why everyone is so obsessed with them before we head off to the cafeteria.

Early in the morning the camp looks just as eerie as it does at night. Mist covers the grounds, we can barely see a few metres ahead of us through the fog and there's a chill in the air even though it's summer.

It reminds me of the creepy games that Braedon used to play. Part of me feels like a rotting hand is going to burst through the mist and a zombie is going to pull me under.

I should never have watched him play those games, I've never been able to handle anything to do with horror and this camp looks like it came straight from the set of a horror movie.

Walking with Alex is kind of awkward since we don't have much to say after only meeting each other yesterday but it was still nice to have a friend to walk with and it's better than walking alone. I was sure going by myself to the bathroom this morning that something would have jumped out of the mist and I'd never be seen again.

On the way there he tells me about his dad being the camp leader- which I already knew from Charlie and how embarrassing it was but I tell him it was kind of cool. I didn't think that at all, I would die if I had to see my dad dressed up in one of those horrific outfits but I wasn't going to tell him that.

He's still lucky that his dad puts that much effort in with him though, I can't even remember the last time I had a proper conversation with my dad that wasn't him telling me off for my poor grades.

Before I didn't notice it but now I realise Alex has a slight limp to his walk, he covers it pretty well though. I wonder what happened to him but I feel like it's too soon to ask that.

The cafeteria was almost empty besides two guys sitting at a table furthest in the corner, huddling together over a camera, laughing at whatever they were looking at on it.

Alex seems to be friends with them because they call out when they spot him and I just give an awkward half smile because I don't know if they are waving at me too. Don't want to make the mistake of waving back when it wasn't for me. Done that way too many times.

I was hoping Diego would show up so I could go sit with him but nobody else has arrived yet. I guess it's better than sitting with Bryce's group at least, anything to avoid Monty going on about his 'girlfriend' again or listening to them blab on about stupid football like its the most interesting thing in the world. It's like all they do is eat, sleep and breathe it.