*It's fun to use your imagination... and then be slapped in the face da reality -_-'*

"Are we there yet?" "No."..."Are we there yet?" "No."..."Are we-" "SHUT UP SOFIE." My Mom screamed. "When te learn to drive, you'll realize it takes deeeeep concentration." She said. I giggled. "I'll never need to drive! I'll just ask my boyfriend to-" I stopped as she looked at me from the front sede, sedile of the car. "-buy me a car..." I sighed.

"We HERE! HERE HERE HERE..." I detto jumping out of the car. I ran over to the small red boats da the lake, and noticed about 21 più teenagers lined up there, also. I studied them for a second, and my Mom honked goodbye before pulling away and leaving me. "Bye sweetie! See te in eight weeks!" She screamed, then blew me a kiss. To guys and a girl in the line of teens looked at me. I blushed. A goth looking guy with a green mohawk and like 6 piercings snickered. He poked the african american boy successivo to him. They both stared across the docks at me, and grinned. I countered with a coy smile, then quickly looked away, my cuore pounding. I thought of my Mom again. What? No hug good-bye? I thought. Then again, I have taken a swing around the detention center a couple times... maybe she was happy to get rid of me for a few months.

A barca pulled up to the cost and motioned for me to climb aboard. Most of those teenagers were already gone, and there were only about five of us left. Me, two girls dressed in matching outfits, that green haired guy, and a arancia, arancio haired girl who looked pretty fun friend-wise. I smiled at her and she waved. I began to feel excitement rush throughout my body as I stepped foot onto the boat. It jerked forward, sending me and my luggage to the ground. I giggled and sat back against the boat's side. Dreaming of an exciting new camp.