This is the chapter Two of my story!
In the bus was so so, so HOT! I mean like a blazing sun was burning me, and I was sweating like a pig. Seriously. I am. My name is Stacey Crystal, I am sixteen years old and I'm hard of hearing, really I am, but I can speak like any other people does. I have long brown and wavy hair that goes down to my waist and I have light brown eyes with green around the iris. Not many people got it but its rare and my families think that I'm so lucky to have them, well, I am lucky but my name is no special, really but my last name anyway. I brought my purple rubber for my hair so that the sweat didn't stick my hair. Gross, I know. I look at the guard sitting in the front with the bus driver, talking to him, and then he stopped and looking back at me, with his sunglasses, and I cannot tell if he's staring at me or just sleeping, either way I just chose him to sleep because it's so creepy if anyone looks at me especially boys, god, why must there be boys in the Camp Green Lake? I thought. Then I look out at the window as I take out my MP3 Player and put the headphone in my ears and listening to music.
Firework by Katy Perry blaring in my ears as I was looking at the dirt. That is it? Then I look at the dirt and just looking at it in boredom. Then I look at the guard and he was just looking at me and I grumble, "Why does he have to look at me? I'm just sitting right here doing nothing and has cuffed my tiny wrist." I spoke quietly to myself, ever since then, I've been speaking to myself, because I was so bored out of hell!
I felt the bump, I gasp, jumping, and I fell out of the seat, grunting as I fell on the floor, groaning as I felt my head throbbing as hell. Then I look at the guard and I was expecting that he would help me, but he won't help me. My god, what is wrong with him?
I sit up and went back to my seat and raise my cuffed hands to my forehead and just rubbing it to make it go away and grumbling softly once again and glaring at the guard. Then I look back out and see holes. Finally! Something that I can see other than dirt—
What? More holes? Then I look outside, peering at the window and see billions, billions of holes, then I thought to myself confusedly, why is this place have dirt and holes, aren't this place supposed to be fun? Have water and someone to play with? Then the bus sudden taking to a stop, I look up and see the guard and he said, "Come on, take your stuff girly." I groan as I pick up my purple duffel bag, I know I wear purple because purple is my favorite color. And I walk outside with the guard and outside is blaring hot. I was panting quickly and starting to feel sick. Man! This place is even more hotter than in the bus. Then I look around and see that this is not the camp that I was expected to have, wooden houses, clothes looking like prison and all of the boys. Only the greener grasses and one tree is with the big red house, "So, where is Camp Green Lake?" I asked while looking at the guard. Thinking this is the wrong one.
"You're in it."
I was looking at him shocked.
"Welcome to Camp Green Lake." the guard said, smiling creepily.
Hope you enjoy this! I hope this is longer than the first one!
Peace! :)