A/N Heyyy Thanks for the reviews. Hope you liked the 'incident' in the last chappie(;
Songs: Without You (Junip) (This song explains why some of the scenes are in slow-mo)
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The bugle went again, and we went back to the cabins (another trek (blah). We went over the schedule:
Wake Up Bugle: 7:20
Breakfast: 8:00
Cabin Clean-Up: 8:30
Activity Classes 1-3: 9:00-12:30
Lunch: 12:30
Siesta: 1:00
Activity Class 4: 2:00
Cabin Activity: 3:00
Optional Rec: 4:00
Dinner: 5:30
Free Cabin Time: 6:00
Fun Factors/Devotions: 7:15
Flashlight Time: 9:00
GO TO SLEEP: 9:20
It seemed pretty simple. "The activities for Optional Rec. are announced at lunch. Waterfront is always an option unless its pouring. We can get things from the store, and usually the farm is open."
I nodded, very happy.
The bugle went off again, and I walked out, soon to realize I had no idea where to go. I found Iggy. "To Farm?" I asked.
"Follow the trail. Keep going, past the tennis courts." I nodded, and grabbed on to the end of my jacket. He stared in the same direction, only occasionally tilting his head, as if hearing something we weren't.
He probably was.
I kept going down the trail, and passed the Rec Hall. After that, the trail curved left a bit, and we went over a bridge, sitting over a stream. To my right, was a giant house. Patrick and family's house. Then to the left was the prettiest meadow I had ever seen. There were a few tall, skinny trees, and they had allowed the grass to grow a little, so the soft flowery weeds could grow. It was dotted with white spots, the weeds that you're supposed to wish on.
I picked one up and held it in front of Iggy's face. "Blow and make a wish." He got the message and blew the little pieces off. "To a fun summer, and to find more people like you." I smiled and squeezed his hand.
We kept going, past the tennis courts. Rounding the corner, on the right was a little open shed, with picinic tables. Girls (and a few guys) we weaving...baskets. Cool.
In front of us, was the farm and stables. There was a gate, that had a rope that you had to unhook to get in. I unhooked it, and pushed Iggy in. I re-hooked it, not wanting to be the one who let the animals out on the first day, and walked in after him. On the right, and sort of behind me were the stables. They were a few horses in there, but from what I could see, the rest were being ridden. We walked into the entrance of the barn and were met with a bunch of little girls.
"Iggy!" one squealed, and ran up, jumping.
"Hi, Tasha!" he said, and picked her up. "Tasha, meet Max."
"Hi Max!" she giggled. I smiled and waved.
"Iggy! Iggy! Iggy!" All of the little kids called.
"Gazzy!" he cried, and dropped Tasha. A little blond boy ran into his arms. They hugged for a little while, and pulled back. "Max," Iggy said, "Gazzy; Gazzy, Max."
"Hey Gazzy...um, interesting name."
He let one rip, and I suddenly understood. Iggy laughed, and gave him a high five. I rolled my eyes, and the counselor shushed us. "Everyone get a basket!" We all found a plastic basket to sit on, and made a circle.
"Hello girls and boys. My name is Sydney! I'll be teaching you about the different animals on the farm!"
She stood up, and opened a pen. She picked up a baby chick, and handed it to Tasha. She kept handing them out until we all had one. Mine was huge.
"Name your chick," Sydney smiled, "And then we'll begin."
I named mine Big P oof. Because it was the largest of them all, and he was also very poofy. When I announced my name Iggy cracked up, and I wasted a world famous glare upon him. Gazzy giggled, and just that sound alone made me smile.
"Iggy," Sydney warned.
"Sorry, Sydney." Iggy apologized, slightly jokingly.
"Mine's Atomic!" Gazzy laughed, very happy with his choice of name.
"Fire Wire, just because it sounds cool." Iggy said, as equally happy with choices. Iggy was feeling the chick, its beak, its wings, and fluffy body. Remembering it.
I would definitely be able to remember mine, purely because of of its large size.
"Okay let's begin." Sydney nearly sang.
~o0o~
The bugle went, and I headed off to the tennis courts, after saying bye to Iggy, who moved on to ropes course...which was weird...how could he even see the ropes? Oh, well.
I opened the gate to the court and selected one of the tennis rackets. I grabbed a tennis ball and bounced it on the strings. Not the easiest task.
A girl, about my age, walked in with a bag on her shoulder, her tennis racket inside. She picked up three balls. She put two in her pocket and went to the court. "Hey." She said, and scratched her back with her racket.
Or so I thought. She threw the ball up in the air and brought the racket down with such force, it sped right past my head, after it bounced in the court.
My eyes widened, "Oh! Sorry," she apologized sheepishly. "I really need to work on that."
Jeez...that was bad? "Are you kidding me?" I asked, annoyed.
"It didn't go in the right box!" she stuttered.
I groaned- I'm going to SUCK at this. "Sorry, I'm new."
She smiled. "My name's Ali!"
"Max...who's the teacher for this?"
"That would be me." A guy walked in. "Ryan Pilner. Call me Pilner!"
He seemed nice enough. He told us how to hold our rackets, and informed me of the difference between backhand and forehand. I actually had an okay swing- it wasn't as wild as some of the newcomers. Most of them landed in the green court.
But serving was another thing. I got my continental grip going...but I just couldn't get the ball to go in the correct box on the court. I sighed when the bugle went, and I had to put my racket back. I bid farewell to Ali (that was really random but it sounded very fancy) and made my way across the bridge and to the soccer field.
~o0o~
I put on cleats and shin-guards (the cleaned then every two weeks, so you got fresh ones) and grabbed a ball. I played soccer back at home, so I knew some pretty good moves.
When I walked out of the shack, the first thing I heard was a soccer ball being hit with such force, it made a loud sound. It was a common sound on the field, it made me feel at home.
I ball shot towards my head. I caught it with one hand just before it hit me. "Playing or not, Ride?" Fang asked, in all black, slowly making his way towards me. I glared, and kicked mine at his chest.
"I'd say playing," I replied as it hit his chest.
He made a face and tossed the ball back. I smirked and we began with some basic drills. Shooting, passing, trapping. I liked shooting the best. I hit every four corner- every time. Not to sound self centered or anything.
When the bugle went, I walked to lunch with Fang. He was slightly more animated, and used his hands to explain things better. When we finally made it up the hill, the doors were open, and we walked in. Everyone was already sitting and Kit raised and eyebrow.
"Whehivyatuben? Wutchubendin?" (Translation: Where have you too been? What have you been doing?) My cheeks turned pink.
"Oh just making out." Fang stated calmly. All of Cabin 17 stopped talking and stared at us. Fang rolled his eyes. "Really?"
I snorted. "Yeah right."
We sat down, I was next to Abby. She started asking about my first day of camp and such, and I replied all good- still need to see about horseback riding.
I reached for the salt, and my hand brushed Fang's. "Sorry." I muttered, but I was out breath...just that one touch and I couldn't breathe? Max Ride. Max Ride. Max Ride.
After lunch we went back to the cabin for Siesta.
I took a short nap, and woke up when Ella shook my shoulder, five minutes before the bugle. I changed into my jeans and walked down the hill with Ella and Fang. Jenny was no where to be seen, so we just went without her.
Once we passed the Rec. Hall, Ella realized that she had forgot her boots. She ran back up the hill leaving Fang and I behind.
I started to trudge down, to cross over the river., but Fang caught my arm.
"What?" I snapped. He smirked and nodded his head towards the bake house. I gave him a look like wth?
He pulled me past it, and into the woods. He looked around. "I found this when I was 10. Come on." He led me down a hill, and next to stream. There were stones, and he hopped onto one. "Come on, Max." Fang held out a hand. I grasped it, and jumped to a rock next to him. I wobbled, and he caught me.
"Whoa there." I smiled, and skipped to the half way mark of the river. He stepped silently across, to the other end. I followed in pursuit, and jumped as high as I could to land on the dirt. I landed like a cat, and dusted myself off. He chuckled, and then stopped. "Don't show anyone this place."
"What? Why?"
"Because then it wouldn't be mine...the place I go to be alone."
I nodded, and hiked up the hill, until we reached the farm. I scurried to find boots that fit me, and Fang went...well I don't really know where he went. Ella arrived while I was trying on helmets. I found the perfect one- it was velvet. I put it on and walked out to the fence to wait for everyone else.
I looked to my left, hearing the thudding of hooves. The rider was pretty advanced, cantering, and maKing jumps. The horse was pure black, even his saddle was dark. The rider waved me in, so I walked around to the opening of the ring.
I stepped in and the rider stopped, and kind of walk walked the horse towards me. He jumped down- Fang.
I stared up at his giant horse. "His name's Mutiny." He patted the horse's snout. "Say hi to Max." Mutiny whined, and shook his head. I held out my hand, and he licked it. Giggling, I turned to Fang, but he was looking at his horse.
"I-I'll get you a horse," he said, shook his head a little, and ran off to the stables. When everyone else returned, Fang came back, with two horses on lines, and another three teachers, each with a horse trailing behind them. We made a little semi circle as one teacher spoke to us.
"Okay- my name's Erin- but call me Erflare (Air-Flare). Fang will teach you how to get on and off your horse using the mounting block." He showed us- grasping the reins, putting your left foot on the stirrups, and swinging over.
"Okay, now Karlee will assign you your horses for the week."
A pretty cool looking girl stepped up, and assigned us horses. "Hm...Ella? You have Maisy...Monique?"
"Please call me Nudge...I just want to say that I'm super excited to ride a horse for the first time and I-"
"You have Charles." Karlee interrupted. Thank god. "Max? You'll be riding Ringo."
I nodded. Fang, who I now realized was standing next to me, pointed at the beautiful golden stallion. He was huge, and I had a bit of an issue mounting him. Fang actually had to give me a boost from the mounting block.
I got balanced, and kicked Ringo. He didn't even budge. I kicked harder: nothing. "Ringo! Go!" He still didn't move. I heard a laughing snort to my left. I glared Fang down, who was laughing at my attempt to get the horse moving. "You get him to go!"
Fang just made a clicking sound, and Ringo began to bob his head and get in line with the other horses. "Pfft." I muttered.
We weaved, and walked for this class but that was about it for the hour. We dismounted, and brought the horses back to the stables.
Fang and I got drinks, and hopped across the river to the cabin.
For cabin activity, we just did a name game and stuff like that. Bill started sneezing so bad, they had Jack take him down to the nurse.
For optional rec, I bought myself a candy bar, and strolled the camp grounds. Dinner was uneventful, and the devotions were skipped becase we were so tired. I quickly fell asleep, super wiped.
A/N Yeah so the ending was rushed blah blah blah. I just wanted this out before school starts (tomorrow! eek!)
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