D. Va and I are riding in the back of her parent's car. D. Va Guilted me into going with her on a camping trip that her parents are making her go on. For the car ride, both of us stared out the window and occasionally made small talk. The drive was a smooth journey through the countryside passing farms and barren fields that the sun beat down on. After about 2 hours, the car pulls into a gravel road in the middle of the forest. We travel down the road of a while until we reach a sigh.

Camp McCalian read the sign.

D. Va and I get out of the car and D. Va's parents leave. We sign in at the camp center and receive our equipment. We were provided a average sized tent in a bright orange color. We were also given a standard flashlight, two sleeping bags and a week's worth of food. All of our supplies was placed in a wagon. I took the handle and we headed off into the camping grounds to find a spot.

"Is this one good?" I ask D. Va while pointing a clearing in the woods.

"No, this one's too muddy" D. Va replies.

We continue walking to we find a cleared-out section of the woods next a river.

"How's this one?" I ask D. Va.

"This one's too close to the river. I don't the sound of rushing water."

We walk even further into the woods away from the camp and its few buildings. After walking for a while, we find the perfect spot. The ground was clear of twigs and rocks. Next to the ideal spot is a large oak tree that obstructs the sky. Only a few minutes away is the river that was commonly used for fishing and kayaking. The only foreseeable issue is that it the spot is pretty far from the rest of the camp. We place all of the supplies in our spot and I start unpacking.

"We should go exploring!" D. Va tells me

"We really need to get this tent set up. If we wait too long, it may get too dark to finish setting it up." I respond trying to be cautious

"We'll be fine, what's the worst that could happen."

I submit and D. Va and I adventure further into the woods. We spent the afternoon running through the dense woods, climbing rocks and chase one another. Soon we lost daylight and began the long walk back to our campsite. When you got back to our spot, the sun began to set.

"We have to get out tent set up some and start a fire." I say to D. Va with a hint of uneasiness.

"We will be fine" D. Va replays confidently

Both D. Va and I scramble to set up the tent. I'm connecting support rods together while D. Va is holding up the tent. Both of us have no idea what we are doing. I manage to slide one of the supporting rods through a loop on the tent and string the rod through. After about 10 minutes of trying to get the tent together, D. Va and I step back to see how it came out.

What we see is a lopsided tent which looks like one of the support rods is doing to come loose.

"We will have to make do with what we have." D. Va says to me almost unfazed with the state of our shelter. "Now we need to get the fire started before it gets too dark."

I roll my eyes and start looking through our supplies.

"D. Va, why don't you collect twigs while I get everything else ready." I tell D. Va

"Sure thing, Jason." D. Va replies.

D. Va starts patrolling the area around out tent for any suitable twigs. I get out a pot and head down to the river to fill it up. When I get back, D. Va has accumulated a respectable pile of twigs and branches.

"Not bad" I complement D. Va

"Thanks, I guess I'm just a talented camper." D. Va replies confidently

I begin to arrange the twigs into a tepee and surround that with rock. I get out matches and newspaper. I lit the newspaper within the tepee and wait for it to set the twigs on fire. I grab some of the strongest branches that D. Va found to make a device to hold the pot over the fire. I begin boiling the water in order to make it safe to drink. While the water is boiling, I get out hot dogs. D. Va and I start roasting the hotdogs on sticks while sitting on a couple logs rolled over.

"So, what is there to do in this camp?" I asks D. Va

"Well, there is swimming in the lake, kayaking. I believe there is a jungle gym somewhere. Besides that, we have to find our own activities."

I take the pot of water off the fire.

"Why do your parents make you go camping in the first place?"

To that, D. Va responds with, "They think I need to spend more time outside and learn to be more independent." She said this as if she could not believe the words that left her mouth.

"What do you want to do tomorrow?" I ask D. Va

"How about we go swimming in the lake first thing in the morning after breakfast?"

"Sounds great!" I respond

I fill two cups with water from the pot and pass one to D. Va. It started to get dark around us and the crickets started to chirp. Both of our hotdogs look done so I get out the buns and condiments. Both of us prepare our hotdogs and start eating.

"What are we going to go about our tent?' I ask D. Va with a hint of uncertainty

"We will have to sleep in it with how it is and fix it in the morning."

I look over to the tent which appears to be on verge of collapsing. We both finish our hotdogs. We brag our sleeping bags and attempt to enter the tent. The entrance to the tent is angles which forced us to awkwardly enter the tent. Once we got in, I tried laying out my sleeping bag however it was very hard to find room. The center of the tent is pulled close to the ground and one of the sides is being pulled upwards. Because there is very little space, the end of my sleeping bag had to be placed over D. Va's. Despite being in a uncomfortable position, both of us got to sleep very fast.