Just gonna say it the cover is so cute with David in his flower crown.😍😍
Ok so this is how it goes Gwen, your bff since middle school, asks you if you Y/N can apply at Camp Campbell since they need counselors. And you who needs some more credit to officially become a teacher agree. Not only do you have a bachelors for teaching but also have another job as an agent, like the Miller's, and your at a higher level making you their boss. You love children and you believe they deserve to be loved because their only kids. You are also very understanding of someone's situation because you have been through a lot of shit. You like to sing, dance, act, do dangerous stunts, food, coffee, cooking, and most of all your motorcycle that can turn into a car. You got that for your 18th birthday only higher levels, your dad, and Gwen know about it.
*All rights reserved and Camp camp belongs to roster teeth*
(Please keep in mind I wrote this when I was 10-11 years old. It will not be good! Please do not expect something amazing out of this as I had no plan and it ends quite abruptly. Be kind with criticism and keep in mind how young I was!)
There you were.
Standing outside of the bus stop, you pondered whether your parents had really made the right decision.
You've always been an introverted kid - somewhat outcasted by your so called 'peers'.
You never really went outside - and because of this, your parents insisted you went somewhere for the summer.
That's where 'Camp Campbell' came in.
So, here you are, about to step onto a bus sending you straight to this random summer camp you know nothing about.
Oh well..
(Once again, I wrote this when I was 11. This is not my best work. Proceed with caution.)