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West Arch Day Camp

Thursday, June 28

9:05am

The familiar smell of turf and freshly painted basketball courts filled Christina with the feeling of something she definitely had missed. The sounds of children laughing and running around filled the air and she could feel the smile radiating off of her face.

It was her fifth summer at West Arch Day Camp and she loved it. Year after year she came back to the same adoring crowd and counselors who always found her to be a smart alek but nonetheless a laugh anyway. As Harold's car paced through the long winding roads of the Hutchinson River Parkway on the long drive down from Westchester Christina could hardly contain herself; bouncing in her seat with each passing stop.

This year would be even better since now that she was going into eighth grade they were the oldest campers in the camp and would officially be the alphas over the other LBR grades.

One thing she knew for sure that while she did have her SBFFS she was definitely going to miss the Pretty Committee 2 and there was no way she could contact them (well on weekdays at least) since WADC had a very strict No cell phone policy.

She pulled her Pink LG Cookie from her pocket and checker herself in the phone mirror. She fluffed her light blonde hair which was slightly longer than her shoulders and applied a fresh coat of REVLON pink lip gloss and popped her lips. She checker her uniformed West Arch Day Camp shirt and super short white shorts which barely met the dress code. She could run the equator if she really wanted to.

As she made her way down the long blue painted walkways, passed under the giant arch gate leading to the camp. She turned around and rolled her eyes at the sight of Harold and Hailey close behind.

"Hello! Well if it isn't the Fisher girls and their…butler. Welcome back to West Arch Day Camp!" Rochelle (the woman at the front desk) said.

"I'm here to ensure that the girls get to their groups safely and without a problem" Harold said after clearing his throat and Christina rolled her eyes.

"Not to worry Christina knows just what to do and I'll walk Hailey to her group myself" Rochelle said.

Christina and Hailey said goodbye to Harold and Christina was beginning to think of how it was more and more embarrassing having him around though usually it made her feel cool and important to have a butler but now, not so much. Perhaps she was outgrowing him just a bit.

In a way it made her almost wish that her mom was around more. Yes, Claire did pay some attention to the girls but when it came to the important and yes maybe even little things. It almost made her angry sometimes and slightly jealous of other girls when she saw how involved their mothers were with them though at the same time she didn't want her mom hanging around her all the time. Sometimes her own desires confused her.

The group that she was in was G8-1 which stood for girls' 8th grade group 1. She knew for the most part who was in her group but there were bound to be some new girls as there were every year. And every year Christina had to put up with their annoying neediness and thinking that they knew everything.

She spotted the sign that read 'G8-1 meets here' which was being held by a girl who looked about 17. She had beach blonde hair and an ahbvious times ten fake tan. Her eye makeup looked as though it engulfed the whole of both her eyes. Her white lipstick was trailed along her chin and philtrum and either she had bought her shirt way too small or she had stuffed her bra to the maximum so it looked like she would explode out of her shirt.

"Hi my name is Violet and I'm one of your assistant counselors uh yeah whatever so uh yeah the group is over there" Violet pointed towards the other girls as if they were a bunch of little children she wanted nothing to associate herself with.

'What a bitch' Christina thought as she walked over to where the other girls in her group were. There were about 11 of them though Christina remembered that there had been 15 last year. Most of the girls from last year had come back though including her friends Stacy, Anna, and Dara.

"Christina Fisher, get your ass over here!" Stacy shouted, her Long Island accent thick and Christina had to bite her lip to keep from bursting out laughing.

One thing about her camp friends was that they could be apart for one year and it was as if none of them had ever left.

"Hey girl!" Christina said pulling her friend in for a 'long time no see' hug.

"So how was your school year?" Anna asked nudging her with her elbow.

"Ugh don't even ask" Christina said.

"Come awn seriously? You must have it made up in Westchester I mean yeah it's nice here but Westchester is like Beverly Hills New York" Dara said fluffing her bob hair cut which was a common habit of hers.

"I wouldn't go that far" Stacy said.

"I mean yeah the school year was AHmazing but just way too much drama."

"Yeah it must be because of your friends I've heard that Westchester girls are a lot more complex" Anna said.

Christina rolled her eyes; it wasn't a secret that her SBFFS were jealous of her school friends and were always trying to convince her that they were so much better than them.

"So is our assistant a bitch or what?" Christina asked changing the subject.

"Ehmagawd yes! She treats us as if we're pesky little children it's like if you don't like kids don't work at a camp simple as that!" Dara said.

"What can I tell you," Stacy said.

Anna gazed around before leaning in close and whispering,"did you see what Hanna Nessy was wearing this morning?"

"Ugh seriously it looks like her outfit was picked out by a bunch of elves and due to the fact that our camp shirts are sky blue you do nawt wear neon orange shorts with that!" Christina said.

"And the socks coming up to like her thighs it's like 800 degrees outside and sweetie this isn't the 1980s" Dara said.

At that moment a girl named Vicki came up to them. It was Vicki's second summer and the previous year she had followed Christina, Stacy, Anna, and Dara basically the whole summer.

"Hey girlies!" Vicki said cheerfully.

"Hey Vicki" Stacy sneered.

"Is there something we can help you with?" Christina asked.

"Just thought I'd hang out with you guys since it's been like FOREVS since I saw you last so how've you been C-Fish," Vicki squealed pulling Christina into a hug. Christina could've fainted at the horrific smell of B.O. and hair that had clearly not been washed in over a week.

Meanwhile, Stacy, Anna, and Dara tried hard not to laugh while Christina tried not to either barf or punch Vicki in the face.

"Don't ever call me C-Fish again unless your scuba diving and want to call out to one of your friends that you see a fish," Christina said.

"Oh yeah that's good advice!" Vicki said.

Anna coughed and Christina shot her a dirty look so she straightened up and stood behind Christina like Stacy and Dara. Christina didn't think she'd felt this much annoyance at everyone since she was in 5th grade when Trisha Neilson kept screaming about something and Kat was flirting with her crush.

Had her camp friends always been this stupid or did they change? Maybe she was just too preoccupied in herself to even realize the stupidity of the people around her. She already knew that no one would ever be like her but seriously could they make it a little less obvious?

As she rolled her eyes and started to turn around she stumbled and nearly tripped over something behind her but quickly regained her balance.

"Ugh could you be any less careful" a harsh voice came from behind her.

"Excuhuse you who do you think you are?" Christina shot back.

A young woman with piercing dark brown eyes, brown hair, and a deep tan (though as opposed to Violet it looked like it was real) turned around. "Please tell me you're not in my group? G8-1?"

"Actually I am and you should feel honored," Christina said.

"Ugh! That's the last thing I feel right now," the woman snorted and Christina could see a snot bubble forming around her nostril. She almost smirked but in spite held it in.

"You don't even know me" Christina said.

"Oh silly me I forgot to introduce myself isn't that rude though I assume it's not as rude as tripping over someone right?" the woman asked.

Christina made a face at her and the woman smirked."I'm Mavis and this is my second summer here at West Arch Day Camp. As you can tell I have better things to do then to babysit you losers all day but this is the only way to pay for my…needs" Mavis started doing a rather provocative dance and Christina backed away slowly. "You got a name shrimp?"

"Yeah David I do have a name and its Christina and where I come from I only speak alpha so I can't understand a damn word you're saying."

"Christina? That's a loser's name."

"So is David as a matter of fact I'm pretty sure David is a boys' name," Christina said.

"I am not about to play this game with you missy," Mavis said.

"Fine by me. We don't have to play any games," Christina said.

"You realize I can go report you to Richard and get you kicked out of this camp," Mavis said.

"Then I'd sue you and you'd get fired," Christina said.

"OK whatever you say," Mavis said.

"I know some very powerful people who would not be very happy to hear a wannabe bitch tried to mess with me," Christina said.

Mavis clicked her tongue, "I know you, you're one of those little girls who thinks they've got it all figured out but truth is honey bunches ya don't so just bury your head in the sand and wait a couple of years and then you'll be cool…like me."

Christina huffed and turned around. Now she was absolutely positive she met the full on definition of a bitch. She walked over to where her friends were now standing and she was now positive that they had heard every word of the exchange between her and Mavis.

They looked at her as if she were some sort of stranger who they didn't recognize, as if she was the face of evil lurking about like the presence of a cold wind on a dark spooky night.

"Do you believe that bitch?" Christina asked them.

"She's pretty" Dara said.

"So just because she's pretty doesn't make her any much better of a person," Christina slightly snapped.

"Did she really just yell at you because you tripped?" Anna asked.

"Ugh she's one of those people who thinks that she's sooo cool just because she's older than us like I could go get my friend's brother who's probably older than her and she'll see how cool she I,s" Christina said.

"Yeah but she seemed nice because she's my bus driver," Stacy said.

"Seriously, you have to see that first thing in the morning? My condolences," Christina said.

"Just give her a chance maybe she was just playing with you," Dara said.

"Yeah OK" Christina said now she was really wondering how stupid her camp friends were. If this was the PC: 2 they would already be pissed off and saying how rude Mavis was.

"Alright listen up you ladies we're going to dance now and then line up. But if you really don't want to hear the morning speeches we could just skip it!" Mavis shouted.

"See Christina I told you she was cool," Dara said.

Christina just rolled her eyes. She was done wondering now because she officially had her answer to not only one but to two questions swarming her mind.

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