Welcome to Camp Amicability!

Terribly sorry it took so long to get this up. Its been a bit hectic around here. Anyway, this has been 4 handwritten pages until just today. Anyway, I hope you all like the new one and if any of you have an idea or tip, just tell me. Thank you to all who've read, reviewed, favorited and followed, and of course, to tumblr user Ladyofthetea for making me do this in the first place and throwing ideas at me like rock-filled snowballs.

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Two yellow buses rumbled down a winding gravel drive. In each one, lotong drive, and even longer for the kids who had to drive to the bus pickup. The buses bounces along, passing trees and foothills. The buses pulled to a stop in a loop driveway. the teenagers poured out of the vehicles and grouped into small cliques, some kids being left out. A counselor got out a megaphone and addressed the group.

" Alright, Campers! Welcome to Camp Amicability! You're all gonna be here for a while so I suggest you keep an open mind. Our mission here is to get you kids to make friends with eachother. Now, you were given your cabin number before we left, and your stuff was brought up ahead of time. Breakfast is at 8, lunch at 12, and dinner is at 6. Between all of that you're welcome to do whatever you want. Some days we might have an activity planned, or your cabin might do something, but other than that, its just free time.

Alright. I can't seem to think of anything else to tell you. The Camp maps are posted in each building, so if you get lost, find a building. A-and… I think that's it. Go on ahead and find your cabins."

The group dispersed, splitting off to go find their cabins. Three teens sat outside a cabin, waiting for their counselor to arrive. A short, squat man came jogging up, huffing the whole way.

"H-hey" He paused to catch his breath "I'm Ian Rosser. I'm gonna be your counselor for the summer. This is the last cabin on the list, so there's only the four of us in here.

Is Randy Cunningham here?" he asked, ready to check names off of a list. A long, skinny boy with almost purplish hair spoke up. "I'm Randy." Ian nodded as he put a strike through Randy's name..

"And- Daniel Fenton?"

A hugely tall, thin, wiry boy with pitch black hair and sky blue eyes responded "I'm Danny."

"Jake Long?" Ian looked at the third boy, short and muscular with black hair that almost looked green under the light. "Yo." was the only thing he said.

Ian unlocked the door and the group shuffled bags were sitting in the middle of the floor. Two bunk beds sat in corners on one side, and a twin sized bed sat in a corner on the other. Ian cleared his throat, calling for their attention.

"The other beds have been taken out so the girl's camp across the lake could use them. I get the twin bed over here. Does anyone have an actual reason for needing to sleep somewhere?"

"Uh-I-I do." Danny said

"What is your reason for needing a special spot?" Ian asked

"I'm-uh- claustrophobic. I don't like enclosed spaces-I can't handle bottom bunks very well-they're too closed off. Top bunks are better and there's more head space on the top than the bottom..." Danny trailed off and Ian nodded.

"Alright, Danny gets a top bunk. Go on ahead and pick your bed. Let the other two duke it out by themselves.

Randy and Jake stared at eachother for a moment while Danny and Ian grabbed their stuff and dragged it to their beds. When the two had finally stopped moving, Randy and Jake sprung into action. They dashed towards their things, grabbed them quick, and ran to the final remaining top bunk. Jake smirked and tried to trip Randy, but Randy had noticed his foot coming out and jumped over it. Randy slithered up the ladder and plopped down onto the bed, glaring at Jake, who huffed and sat down on the bed below Randy.

Ian and Danny chuckled at the whole affair. Ian stood up and started walking towards the door. "Alright, guys, I've got a meeting to get to, so try not to burn this place down before I get back."

After Ian left, Randy started "So- where are you guys all from?"

Danny responded first. "I'm from Amity Park, Minnesota." Jake and Randy went wide-eyed.

"Ghost capital of America?" Danny grimaced "The very same." Randy looked at Jake.

"And you?" Jake huffed, still irritated at losing the top bunk.

"New York City." Randy raised an eyebrow "Really?" he asked sarcastically

"Yeah, really." Jake glared at Randy "Where are you from, then?"

Randy smiled "Norrisville. You've probably heard of-" Jake cut him off

"Nope. Never heard of it." Randy's eyes narrowed at Jake.

Danny looked between the two, who had started glowering at each other. Trying to break the tension, he suggested "Y'know, guys, why don't we unpack and get things all set up. I mean we're gonna be here for a while and a lot of things could happen…" Jake and Randy stared at Danny while he rambled, realizing that he was trying to keep them from fighting. They both simultaneously decided that Danny was a good kid to be friends with. They shot final glares at each other before ignoring the other and started setting their stuff up. Randy set up his bed very quickly, Jake made his bed meticulously smoothing out the rumpled sheets, Danny threw some blankets over his mattress and was finished.

The three chatted for some time. Although Randy and Jake were being subtly aggressive towards each other, they tried to hide it from Danny, to not hurt his feelings. Danny thought the whole situation was hilarious. He knew that the two were trying to pretend to get along for his benefit. He had to stifle his laughter when he noticed both Jake and Randy white-knuckling it while talking about the weather in their hometowns.

Ian had returned to the cabin a few hours after sundown. He burst into the cabin and quickly got to ordering the three about.

"Lights out is in five minutes. Get ready for bed. Brush your teeth, put your pajamas on and whatever else."

They slid into their PJs and got ready for bed. Once they'd snuggled into their beds adn the lights were out, each had one similar thought.

' Well, this is going to be interesting.'

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