The First Week of Camp

The first few days of camp were tough to say the least. I barely spoke to anyone, hated the food and the activities where my idea of hell. It wasn't all the girls that made me so anxious either - it was one in particular, a girl named Alexandra. She was the prettiest girl I'd ever laid eyes on,. popular, smart, graceful and confident. After meeting and talking to Alexandra, I didn't think that I ever wanted to go back home at all.