"Shut up, Caroline." I said to my best friend's older sister. Like her brother, she has an explosion of curly black hair, flowing down her back. "Was she annoying?" I heard behind me. It was Cris, my best #bro. "Yup," I answered back. "D'you buy the fake bow and arrow?" I asked. It was almost Halloween, and I was going to be an archer. "Yeah, and are you sure you want to go trick-or-treating? There might be monsters." Cris said. "NO WAY CRIS SIMMONS! THERE WILL NOT. BE. MONSTERS. WHY ARE YOU SO OBSESSED?" I yelled. "November Davis, we do not yell in this very fine household." Caroline snarled back. I cringed, because I know what 'little miss sunshine' can do to you. Also, nobody calls me be by my real name, November. Everyone calls me Ember, because of my flaming red hair. My cousin, Rachel Elizabeth, has the same hair. She works full-time at a summer camp. Sometimes she visits me. Once she invited me to her camp. Cris went instead of me, because my mom said I could only go when I was 13. I'm 13 now, and going next week. Which is weird, I realized. Why was her camp open in the fall/winter? I realized only then I was staring at an apple on the counter. Cris had gone upstairs, and Sheila, Cris's little sister, was standing on a stool and waving her hand in front of me. "I'm...," then she slapped me"NOT OKAY! Why'd you slap me, Sheila?" Then, Sheila disappeared, and a monster was standing inches from where she had just been.