HOME SWEET HOLE

By the time they'd arrived at Camp Crystal Lake, Ricky was in a more upbeat mood, Jimmy however was not. After Ricky had parked the car he got out first and opened the door for Kat to get out. Jimmy got out of the car last.

"Hello," Said the chirpy voice of the camp coordinator. "You must be Ricky, Kathryn and James?"

"That's us." Ricky replied formally.

"I'm Mr Smith, the new camp coordinator." He said holding out his right hand to shake the new trainee's hands.

After the brief introduction with Mr Smith, he lead Ricky, Kat and Jimmy outside their campus where three other trainee's were joining them.

"These are the other trainee's you'll be sharing your cabin with." Mr Smith said introducing them to Belle, Rich and Robyn. "Okay, well I'll leave you six to talk amongst yourselves for a bit." He said starting to walk away from the six trainees'.

"Hey wait a minute?" Kat started.

"Yes?" Said Mr Smith stopping in his tracks.

"How many bedrooms are there?" She asked.

Mr Smith turned around to face her and replied. "There are six bedrooms, a sitting room and a kitchen."

"Okay thank you." She said with a smile.

Mr Smith turned back around and walked off.

"Is that guy on drugs?" Rich asked.

"Who me?" Jimmy replied shocked.

"No not you, pal, that Mr Smith guy."

"Seems like a faggot to me." Kat said.

Although what Kat said wasn't exactly politically correct, the others didn't have any disagreement to the comment. Mr Smith was rather camp, camp coordinator.

"Hmm," Jimmy started. "Irony."

"So," Ricky began. "Do you guys know each other?" He asked Belle, Rich and Robyn.

"Yeah," Robyn answered. "Belle's the girl with the black hair, she's kind of a freak."

"Hey!" Belle interrupted.

"But she's our freak." Robyn continued. "And this is Rich." She said pointing to him. "Some more of our friends were supposed to come but they were pissing themselves about the shit that happened here years ago."

"That sounds like Jimmy over here." Ricky said laughing.