I picked up my bag and stood at the front of the boat, letting my hair blow in the wind. All too soon, I could see Chris and the rest of the campers. They seemed to be waiting for me, but then again, I'm pretty sure they were told to.
My hair fell back to myself as the boat grinded to a halt. I calmly held onto the rail as the boat stopped. Once I was sure the boat had completely stopped, I jumped off the boat and onto the Camp Wawanakwa dock.
I took a look at my competition, all of whom I knew very well, but they didn't know that I knew that. I could see Gwen and Trent together, Izzy, Owen, Leshawna, Duncan and Courtney, the soon-to-be couple, Heather the mean girl, Lindsay the dumb blonde, Tyler the not-so-talented jock, Bridgette the surfer chick, Geoff the party boy, DJ the muscular but soft guy, and all the rest of the campers. Chris made a "chk-chk" sound with his teeth and pointed his hands at me, both in the shape of two guns.
"Hey! Contestant X!" He called out to me.
"Hey Chris! A summer camp? Awesome!" I answered back.
"Campers!" the campers turned to me. "This is our final contestant, all the way from sunny Los Angeles, Californiaaaa!"
"Allow me to introduce myself." I calmly told him. "Hi everyone! I go by Julie, but I also go by Julie, Julia, or Jules, whatever you choose. Other nicknames, except for derogatory ones, DUNCAN, are welcome." I calmly explained. I walked up to the campers.
"Whoa. A Cali girl. You learn to read minds from the dolphins?" Duncan taunted.
"Oh Duncan. I know everyone's names, but I'm not a true Cali girl. Bridgette is more of a Cali girl than I will ever be. Ahem." I cleared my throat. I started to come up to each camper, starting with Owen.
"You're Owen." I said.
"AWESOME! THE GIRL KNOWS MY NAME!" he proclaimed.
"Nice going genius." Gwen sarcastically remarked.
"And you're Izzy. And you're Justin, Courtney, Katie AND Sadie, Harold, Cody, Ezekiel, Beth, Leshawna—"
"Gimme a high-five girlfriend!" She called out. I gave her a high-five.
"You're Tyler, Lindsay, Bridgette! Geoff—"
"Shyeah! Gimme a high five!" He called out, and once again, I gave another high-five. I started down the row of campers once more. "Eva." I regarded coolly, taking great care to not upset her. "Noah." Once more, taking great care not to start him on a cynicism rampage. "DJ! HIGH FIVE DUDE!" I hollered. He was more than glad to give me a high-five. "Gwen, Trent." I gave high-fives to both of them. "And last but not least, Heather." I said.
"Ugh, whatever. So what if you know all of our names? I bet Chris told you who we were." Heather countered.
"Uh, no man. Actually, I had no clue she knew who any of you were. And she didn't have access to any of our cameras." Chris refuted.
"What can I say? I guess I have an uncanny ability of knowing who all of you are." I added, raising an eyebrow at Heather.
"Ugh, whatever. Fuck off." She hissed.
"And Duncan." I regarded.
"Seriously, this girl…" He muttered under his breath.
"Was there something you wanted to say to me…Duncan?" I coolly turned around and asked.
"Nothing." He muttered.
"Good." I turned away, hoping I didn't make any enemies.
