The bathroom door creaked open. More light flooded the open windowed room filled with bunks. Katie stepped out, her brown hair sticking to her neck in wet, stringy, clumps. It fell down her back too, shinning with water droplets. Her face shone with small water droplets, and her eyelashes had water that looked like dew. Her skin shown with it's olive tone, and natural sunlight hit at just the right angle. She had a light cotton towel wrapped around her, while drops of water hit the wood floor.
'My gods she is beautiful,' Travis thought. From the top bunk of one of the beds in the Demeter cabin, a smile crept on his face.
"Who is there?" Katie yelped. Whoops, Travis realized to late that he had spoken out loud. Now Katie was searching frantically for the intruder with a garden shovel, a very sharp one at that.
She looked up to the top bunks where Travis was trying to conceal himself, to no avail.
"Travis!" she screamed, anger and embarrassment overwhelming her.
Travis jumped from her brother's bunk and hit the floor with a grunt before taking off running in the direction of his cabin. He looked back to see Katie standing in the door of her cabin in nothing but a towel, with her right arm raised shovel in hand.
"I'm going to kill you Travis Stoll," she yelled after him. That was just the start of the worst summer ever.