Chapter 1: Camp Walden for Girls
A/N: I was watching The Parent Trap on Netflix the other day whilst stalking Egan Ferrarduccio's Instagram as one does, when I had this splendid idea: MAKE AN EGAN X CORRINE FANFIC ABOUT IT!
So here it is…
*Again. And I cannot stress this out enough, if you hate Egan x Corrine and/or girlxgirl… PISS OFF!
*Also I am going to be using Egan's last name for the pair (and their children) because I have no idea what Corrine's last name is. Would've been nice to know though…
The buses heading for Camp Walden was filled with girls, newbies and the old ones alike. When the buses parked, all of them spilled out chattering with their new friends and going to and fro trying to look for their duffel bags or their bunkers.
The camp counselor, Marvas Kulp Sr. welcomed the new members with a bull horn which she handed over to her daughter who was calling out the names of the newbies and telling them which bunker they belonged in. The scene of chaos pans out and there was a little boy surrounded by girls who were giggling. He frantically explained to a supervisor that he thought it was a boys' camp which made the girls around him giggle harder.
Another counselor stood near the bus's trunks and caught the yellow duffel thrown to her. She walked towards a small heap of duffel bags and threw the yellow one she was carrying on top of it. Just then, a girl jumped up with a smile bright as sun as she saw her duffel. The girl had dark wavy hair down to her shoulders pulled into a messy ponytail and big blue green eyes that contrasted beautifully with her tan skin behind her sunglasses.
"Ok! I found my duffel!" she exclaimed excitedly and put one hand out to grab her duffel when about ten more landed above rendering it impossible to get out.
"Now the question is… how do I get it out?" she asked herself as she walked around the heap trying to look for a strap that would enable her to grab her duffel, putting her shades on top of her head. She saw the strap poking out and grabbed it, heaving and pulling but it just won't budge.
"Ok, I can do it," she cheered herself and pulled continuously, but the duffel won't budge.
"Ok, no I can't," she said in a cheery voice that veiled sarcasm that was dripping from the sentence.
"You must be new," said a knowing voice on her right and Lola glanced at the speaker.
"How can you tell?" she snapped sarcastically, still trying to pull her duffel.
"You didn't know how to grab your duffel before the apes tossed it in the heap," the girl said, unaffected. She had long brown hair pulled back into different braids and rectangle glasses.
"I would say you need some help," the girl continued.
Lola glanced at the speaker once more and gave in with a scowl. "It's the big yellow one." She said and the two pulled and pulled with no luck whatsoever.
Her friend breathed out loudly, dropping the strap. She leaned against the heap of luggage, looking at the dark haired girl, smiling when she noticed the sunglasses that were now on her head. "Cool glasses," she said to Lola.
"Thanks, it's a going away gift from my mom," she acknowledged with a smile that reached her eyes, surprising considering who her mother was. A somewhat taller girl with blonde hair wearing a colorful dyed shirt went over to the side of the heap and easily pulled out her black duffel. The two girls looked at her in awe.
"Now that's my kind of woman." Lola remarked in astonishment but her new friend was way ahead of her.
"Yo tie-dye girl!" she called out and the girl looked around and noticed the two waving her over; she went over to them and Lola pointed out her duffel.
"Could you give me a hand? My duffel's the yellow one buried way in there," she said and watched as tie-dye girl easily pulled it out of the heap.
"Wow! You're from California?" tie-dye girl asked with awe evident in her eyes.
"You are? Do you live in Hollywood?" the girl with the glasses asked too.
"Do you live next door to a movie star?"
"What are you two, Lucy and Ethel?" Lola smirked in amusement. "I've never even been to Hollywood! I live in Napa, that's Northern California and I live next door to a vineyard," she explained.
"A what-yard?" Zoey (the tie-dye girl with round glasses) said.
"A vineyard. It's where you grow grapes to make wine. That's what we do, me and my mom, we own a vineyard. What bunk are you guys in?" she answered them.
"Arapahoe." Zoey and Quinn said.
"Ferrarduccio, Lola?" announced Marvas Kulp Jr. into the bullhorn. Lola stood on a few duffels and waved her hand, "Right here!" she called out getting the counselor's attention.
"Arapahoe!" she called out and the three girls high-fived and started towards their bunkers.
"So, either of you by any chance know how to play poker?" Lola asked excitedly.
"Nah…" answered the two in unison.
"No? Gee, what a shame. So how much cash did you guys bring with you this summer?" she continued to ask when a Range Rover came up behind them and impatiently honked. The three girls whirled and looked at it amazed.
"Wow, who is in there?" Lola wondered as she continued to walk away.
The vehicle stopped and the back door of the Rover opened and out came a dark skinned man with dreads in his hair, wearing a navy shirt and jeans, surveying his surroundings excitedly. He held out his hand for the other occupant of the car. A young girl with long wavy dark hair in a tight side French braid and blue green eyes stepped out and adjusted her white sundress, taking in the new environment with interest.
"Well here we are! Camp Walden for girls; we traveled all the way from New York for this," he said with enthusiasm in his voice as he followed his goddaughter to a cemented area.
"Well it's rather picturesque, don't you think?" she asked him with a huge smile.
"Can I stay here with you?" He asked excitedly, as his goddaughter giggled. He smiled. "Right, lets' review your mother's list, shall we?" Mark said as he took out a notebook and pen from his pocket and looked at the list carefully while his goddaughter watched him amused.
"Vitamins?" he asked.
"Check," she answered.
"Minerals?"
"Check."
"Daily intake of fruits and vegetables?"
"Check, check."
Mark glanced at his goddaughter with a raised eyebrow and she giggled.
"Check for fruits, check for vegetables," she explained with a smile. "Go on," she prompted him.
"Sunblock, lip balm, insect repellant, stationary, stamps, photograph of your mother, aunt and of course your fabulous godfather/uncle, me!" he enumerated as the driver lined up four pieces of identical luggage beside the two. "And of course, your "uncle" Matthew." He said with less enthusiasm as he put away his notepad and smiled at her.
"Got it all, I think," she giggled and Mark looked a bit flustered.
"Oh! And here's a little something from your aunt: a spanking new deck of cards! Maybe you'll find someone in this state who can flip your tush in poker," he said mischievously looking around as if trying to see if anyone dared.
"Well I doubt it, but thanks. Thanks for bringing me here uncle Mark," she said smiling. Her uncle's face suddenly became scrunched as he tried to fight back tears and he hugged his goddaughter tightly. He let go of but held on to her hands and looked her in the eyes.
"And remember, if you change your mind and want me to pick you up before the end of camp, I'm only a phone call away," he assured her rubbing hands comfortably.
"Thanks, but I'll be fine," she assured him with yet another one of her smiles, "Really! See you in eight weeks uncle Mark!" she assured in a fonder tone.
"Missing you already, Queen of my Heart." He told her and stuck out his hand. She gladly took it and shook it vigorously and the two started their secret handshake with butt bumps and shimmying. When it was over, the two really shook hands and Mark kissed his goddaughter's forehead.
"Have fun Emma!" he whispered looking her straight in the eyes.
"I will," she answered with a little giggle and watched him go towards the Range Rover's door.
"Toodles!" he uncle called out raising a hand and wiggling his fingers.
"Toodles!" Emma answered him doing the same wave and watched him climb the vehicle which pulled away after honking. A huge smile covered her face and she squealed, twirling around in excitement.