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Spinelli Woods Esq: Thanks, don't worry he will find out what the deal is with Tim. THANKS again for all the help!
LilVickiRyan: lmao, that is funny, but I've got another plan of revenge in mind...heh heh.
Chapter Seven: So Many Questions
Vince walked into the main office building where the counselors usually stayed in their offices. He saw a sign with Larry's name on it next to a door, so he figured that was his office. He knocked on the door, hoping he wouldn't get in trouble for not participating in the camp activities.
"Come in" he heard the man said a little gruffly from behind the door.
Vince took a deep breath, hoping he wasn't interrupting anything, and walked in. Larry was behind his desk, stacked with paperwork, and seemed busy with something. Nevertheless, he looked up to see who was there.
"Oh, it's you, the kid from this morning," Larry said upon recognizing Vince.
"Uh, yeah, listen I was wondering if you could tell me what happened to that little boy, the one named Tim," Vince explained.
"Tim," Larry muttered to himself as if trying to remember. "Oh yeah! He, uh, he went home right after that little ordeal," he stated in a way that made Vince wondered if he really cared or not.
"Home?!" Vince asked, really confused. "But why would he go home?"
"Listen, camp just isn't meant for some people," Larry told him a little quickly. "He missed his parents, he was miserable, so he went home."
Vince decided he wasn't going to get anything else out of this guy. He turned around and went out the door. But he still couldn't help but think that Larry wasn't telling him something.
A FEW HOURS LATER
Bob was taking a break from a really tough tennis match, which he had to admit defeat to. He had realized that almost every guy out here seemed to think winning competitions was a life or death thing. Like, if you won, you were the top dog of all the universe. Bob didn't like a lot of the kids, since they all acted either like sore losers, or worse, sore winners.
He went over to the nearby water fountain only to see Lance standing there taking a big drink. The big guy looked as if he'd played some hard games himself.
"Hey, Lance," Bob greeted him. "You look like you've had a good day."
Lance wiped the excess water from his mouth with his sleeve. "Yeah, it's been all right. I've already won three coins today."
"THREE?!" Bob gasped in amazement. He hadn't won ANY. This guy must've either been a champ of the sports world or a really determined player. "Wow, congrats man."
"How many you won?"
"None," he answered, a little embarrassed at the fact.
"Well, man, you better get to winning," Lance told him matter-of- factly. "Well, I'm due on the court for a game of b-ball. Remember, man, 'only the best'."
What on earth was up with everyone winning around here? And what was the deal with saying "only the best" so much? It didn't make since to Bob to be so dang competitive. But seeing as he was bored, he decided to head back over to the tennis court. He couldn't wait for lunch to get here.
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Okay, sorry if this is another sucky chappie. But the next one's gonna be kinda funny...okay, I think it's hilarious, so bear with me! Will Vince find out what happened to Tim? Will Bob figure out what everyone's deal is? Will Lawson find some way to get revenge on Vince? Stay tuned!
Spinelli Woods Esq: Thanks, don't worry he will find out what the deal is with Tim. THANKS again for all the help!
LilVickiRyan: lmao, that is funny, but I've got another plan of revenge in mind...heh heh.
Chapter Seven: So Many Questions
Vince walked into the main office building where the counselors usually stayed in their offices. He saw a sign with Larry's name on it next to a door, so he figured that was his office. He knocked on the door, hoping he wouldn't get in trouble for not participating in the camp activities.
"Come in" he heard the man said a little gruffly from behind the door.
Vince took a deep breath, hoping he wasn't interrupting anything, and walked in. Larry was behind his desk, stacked with paperwork, and seemed busy with something. Nevertheless, he looked up to see who was there.
"Oh, it's you, the kid from this morning," Larry said upon recognizing Vince.
"Uh, yeah, listen I was wondering if you could tell me what happened to that little boy, the one named Tim," Vince explained.
"Tim," Larry muttered to himself as if trying to remember. "Oh yeah! He, uh, he went home right after that little ordeal," he stated in a way that made Vince wondered if he really cared or not.
"Home?!" Vince asked, really confused. "But why would he go home?"
"Listen, camp just isn't meant for some people," Larry told him a little quickly. "He missed his parents, he was miserable, so he went home."
Vince decided he wasn't going to get anything else out of this guy. He turned around and went out the door. But he still couldn't help but think that Larry wasn't telling him something.
A FEW HOURS LATER
Bob was taking a break from a really tough tennis match, which he had to admit defeat to. He had realized that almost every guy out here seemed to think winning competitions was a life or death thing. Like, if you won, you were the top dog of all the universe. Bob didn't like a lot of the kids, since they all acted either like sore losers, or worse, sore winners.
He went over to the nearby water fountain only to see Lance standing there taking a big drink. The big guy looked as if he'd played some hard games himself.
"Hey, Lance," Bob greeted him. "You look like you've had a good day."
Lance wiped the excess water from his mouth with his sleeve. "Yeah, it's been all right. I've already won three coins today."
"THREE?!" Bob gasped in amazement. He hadn't won ANY. This guy must've either been a champ of the sports world or a really determined player. "Wow, congrats man."
"How many you won?"
"None," he answered, a little embarrassed at the fact.
"Well, man, you better get to winning," Lance told him matter-of- factly. "Well, I'm due on the court for a game of b-ball. Remember, man, 'only the best'."
What on earth was up with everyone winning around here? And what was the deal with saying "only the best" so much? It didn't make since to Bob to be so dang competitive. But seeing as he was bored, he decided to head back over to the tennis court. He couldn't wait for lunch to get here.
* * * * * * * * * *
Okay, sorry if this is another sucky chappie. But the next one's gonna be kinda funny...okay, I think it's hilarious, so bear with me! Will Vince find out what happened to Tim? Will Bob figure out what everyone's deal is? Will Lawson find some way to get revenge on Vince? Stay tuned!