A/N: Here is the 2nd chapter of Welcome to Camp Nightmare. I don't think that I mentioned this before but it's set in England.
Disclaimer: I clearly don't own High School Musical however I do own the plot.
Chapter 2
I remember this day as clearly as if it were only yesterday. I had just finished packing my bags before I headed off to a week of camping in Cornwall, with a group of mates. I was excited as I had never been camping before, never mind away from home without adults around to boss us around.
This may sound very childish, especially since I was 23, but I had just finished university and had come out with top marks. In October I was to start my job as a lawyer and I was looking forward to it. It had been my life long ambition to become a judge of the crown court.
'Beep! Beep!' a car honked.
'Coming!' I shouted as I picked up my bags, walked out of the door of my flat and clambered into Sharpay's car, where Troy and Gabbi already were.
'Ready, everyone?' said Sharpay.
'Yeah!'
'Then let's hit it!' said Sharpay as she put her foot down on the accelerator.
About an hour later, we left the London city and headed into the green countryside.
'The people who live here must be so lucky, they have beautiful landscapes,' said Troy.
'Yes,' we agreed.
We fell silent as we zoomed past hundreds of fields, and hills that made up a very beautiful landscape and skyline. It wasn't anything like London.
'Only 68 miles from Exeter to Bodmin,' I said pointing at a road sign.
'Not very far then, is it?' said Gabbi.
'Nope. Not at all,' laughed Sharpay.
Once again we lapsed back into silence. All that could be heard was the roaring of the car and whatever music Sharpay had decided to put on, I think – but could be wrong – it was David Bowie.
'Only four more miles to Perranporth and the camping site,' said Gabbi.
'Good. I could do with a rest,' said Sharpay.
As we drove the last few miles to the campsite the surroundings changed to small towns and villages until we got to the camping site.
'We're here,' said Sharpay.
We climbed out of the car and looked around us. The ground was a medium sized field, surrounded by a dark wood. On the site, tucked away in a corner was a shack. This was, according to Gabbi, where the showers and toilets were, but it looked liked a tumbled down gardening shed. A bit like the one at home when mine and Sharpay's parents had lived in Dorset.
'Shall we set up the tents and equipment first and then take a look around?' I ventured.
'Ok, you and Troy take that tent while Gabbi and I will take this tent,' answered Sharpay.
As we set up the tents, we talked about what to do that week. Much of it, we decided, was going to be exploring the local towns, especially the pubs. Little did we know that the next few events would change our lives forever.
After dinner, which was soup (we weren't good cooks) we decided to have a campfire with the wood left over from the cooking fire.
As we sat around the fire, we joked and told ghost stories, each more frightening than the last. They weren't the sort of stories to prevent you from sleeping though.
'I dare Ryan to go into those woods alone for ten minutes,' said Gabbi.
'What?' I questioned.
'Yes. Then afterwards we'll all take a turn.'
'Ok,' I said, getting up and wandering over to the edge of the woods. 'See you in ten minutes,' I called as I disappeared into the woods.
I wasn't nervous. What was there to be scared of here? Ten minutes here was nothing. Hardly what I would call a dare.
I was wandering around; hoping I wouldn't get lost when I came across a small girl standing by a tree, with her back to me looking at an empty clearing.
'Hello,' I said, cautiously.
There was no reply.
'Are you alright? You're not lost are you?'
This time she turned to face me for a few seconds before turning back. Despite it being dark, I noticed that it looked like she had been crying.
'Look if…'
'I'm playing hide and seek. Do not tell the blond haired and brown eyed one where I am.'
It was odd. She gave an accurate description of Sharpay, but I ignored it, assuming that she meant someone else. Sharpay didn't know her anyway. How could she? We hadn't been here very long and she hadn't left the field.
'Well, if you need any help…'
'I know where you are. I saw you arrive. Now leave me alone,' she said, turning back to face me.
This time I saw her eyes more clearly. They were a darkish brown colour. She gave me a deep, piercing look, that seemed odd for a girl of about 7, but I left it; anxious to return to the campsite, as my ten minutes in the wood should have ended about five minutes ago and I didn't want them to worry.
'Where have you been?' asked Troy as I walked over to the campfire. 'You left forty minutes ago.'
'I'm sorry. It's hard to tell the time when you're in there.'
'We caked out for you. In case you were lost,' said Gabbi.
'I didn't hear you. I'm sorry.'
'We'll just have to continue tomorrow evening as there's no time now,' said Troy.
I suddenly noticed that Sharpay had been extremely quiet and then realised that he wasn't there.
'Where's Sharpay?' I asked.
'Sharpay went to find you. Twenty-five minutes ago,' said Gabbi, shortly.
'Look guys, I said I was sorry.'
'Look, there she is,' said Troy.
'Sorry I took some time. I wasn't sure where Ryan had gone; but a little girl told me that you'd headed here,' said Sharpay.
'I saw her while I was in the wood.'
'Hmmm. I think we should go to sleep now. We don't want to be too tired just yet, do we?'
'No,' said Troy.
We walked over to the tents to get ready for bed in the dim light cast by the small lamp attached to the shower shack. As we climbed into our sleeping bags, I remembered the little girl and hoped she was alright, but I was too tired to dwell on the subject.
A/N: How was that chapter? Please R+R.