Great. Just. Fucking. Great. If only my dad knew just how much of a hell hole Camp Hel was, he sure as fuck wouldn't send me here. That's where that nickname comes into play, Camp Hell. The place you send send your children over the summer once you decided how much you fucking hate them or atleast gave birth to something better, like a Nazi. Yes even a Nazi is better than the worthless shit I am, and my dad has proved that by sending me here. And the most fucking dandiest part of all is that it is my first year here, and watch how my cabin gets filled with a group of assholes that are egotistical douchebags.
Once I arrive at the camp after the awful bus ride I got off and got my two gray duffle bags out of the pile of everybodies shit. It smells like nature. DISGUSTING. The only scents I enjoy are vanilla and blood. Then I go straight to the check in line to get my camp shirt that ended up to be this tacky-ass shade of red with a picture of a canoe on it. I also receive a name tag with my name, 'KARKAT VANTIS', on it. Oh dear gog I can hardly wait. I find out that I'm in the red cabin. Explains my shirt.
As I walk my way to my cabin I bump into a girl. "WATCH WHER-". I stop right there. That girl was the most pretty girl I've seen so far. She has a cane, with what looks to be an orange dragon stuffed animal head with button eyes, on the top of it. She is wearing red pointy glasses. "W3LL 1M SORRY BUT 3XCUS3 MY BL1NDN3SS."
"OH, UH… S-SURE." I stamer like an idiot.
"THANK YOU." She says with what seems to be a little bit of sarcasm. I watch her walk away for a little bit as she stumbles and also lifts up her nose as if she's smelling something. Maybe she likes the smell of nature. I continue on my way till I see the cabin with that awful shade of red flag hanging on it. Once I walk in this cabin I realize I know these people. FAN- FUCKING- TASTIC.
Karkat, be Dave Strider.
As I am unpacking my bag of cloths and shit getting ready to go for a walk around the place with Sollux, who is my cabin mate, to find my best bro, john, the door creaks open. Oh it most be the person to fill the single bed I think. And then I hear yelling and I look up and oh fuck! It's Karkat. 2 years ago, when we were all 12, the three of us were cabin mates in this other uncool camp called Camp Ridge. Let me say just one thing. WORST FUCKING SUMMER OF MY LIFE. Camp Hell might actually deserve the nickname this year. Awesome. I than just look at Karkat with my poker face and say, "me and Sollux are using the bunk bed, so you can have the single." Than I just walk outside trying to find what cabin John is in. Once I find out I head for the white cabin, and once I finally reach it I hear the giggle of someone walking by. I turn around to see a tall, thin, nerdy, but still attractive girl with long, messy black hair and big circle Harry Potter looking glasses. I ask her whats up and she says,
"Nothing really, it's just that there is absolutely no sun out, yet you are wearing sun glasses."
"That's because they're cool." I say with my unreadable poker face. Fuck. They're just glasses. Plus I'm a cool guy. And all cool guys wear glasses.
"Well alright then Mr. Cool." Than she giggles with a smile that has a little bit of a buck tooth, and walked away. I shrugged and enter the cabin.
