Check yes Juliet, are you with me?
Rain is falling down on the sidewalk,
I won't go until you come outside
*clap clap*

Check yes Juliet, Kill the limbo.
I keep tossing rocks at your window,
There's no turning back for us tonight!!

Erin had been gone not even three minutes before she plugged in her 'We the Kings' CD, cranked up the volume and put her shades on.
Now, she was heading down I-60, her head bobbing to the music.

Sadly, it changed to 'Breakdown' by 'Forever the Sickest Kids', and she turned it down a tad, looking at the directions Andrew had so kindly printed out for her and stuck in her windshield.
He knew that, even though Erin protested that she would not get lost, she would lose her way somewhere along the line for some reason or another and would need a map.

She grinned, thanking Andrew silently, and flipped her blinker on. She had to get over into the last lane. She was in the third from the right.
She coasted into the lane, horns blaring at her, and took the exit ramp.

When the danger had passed, she stopped at the light, and looked for signs of the camp she was attending. All she saw was were signs to the nearest major towns, San Diego, Los Angeles, Riverside, Phoenix and Bakersfield.
She sighed, and bent over her map, aware that no one was behind her.
She was looking for Lemon Grove, a small city that was supposed to be near San Diego.
She searched over the small area, looking for a larger 'L'. With squinted eyes, she found the tiny city in point zero zero five font, Lemon grove, slightly north to San Diego.

"Thanks," she murmured, and took a left.

Sit tight, I'm gonna need you to keep time
Come on just snap, snap, snap your fingers for me
Good, good now we're making some progress
Come on just tap, tap, tap your toes to the beat
And I believe this may call for a proper introduction, and well
Don't you see, I'm the narrator, and this is just the prologue?

Swear to shake it up, if you swear to listen
Oh, we're still so young, desperate for attention
I aim to be your eyes, trophy boys, trophy wives

An hour later, and nearly an empty gas tank, she arrived at the sign that read:

Lemon Grove: 18 miles

With a whoop of glee, she pressed on the accelerator, and made it into the city within twenty minutes.

When Erin reached the city, she stopped at a BP gas station. Leaning on the car as the gas went in and the price went up, she studied the map. She had about another fifteen minutes, according to the piece of paper, and then to sign into the camp and go and set everything up.

As soon as the gas clicked off, she put the nozzle back, paid with her card, and zoomed out of the gas station.

She admired the scenery as she went.

Houses were larger than those in Tucson. They were tall and long, two or three stories, while those in Arizona were smaller and more squat, to preserve energy and lessen the cost of air conditioning in the desert.
San Diego civilians didn't need to worry about A/C. It was a breezy seventy degrees, the sun was out, and she could smell the salt in the air from the ocean not even twenty miles away.
There was also a nasty grime smell in the air, like polluted air.
But she ignored it, turned off her A/C in the car and rolled down her window, letting her hair fly around in the wind.
This camp was going to be awesome.

Thirty minutes later, Erin reached the camp. 'CAMP HARVEY!' read the sign happily at the entrance of the camp/park.
She carefully drove in, taking in the scenery, the pool, the lake, the cabins, the wash houses, the parks, the tennis courts, and the cafe.

Smiling, and thoroughly excited, she stopped at the office, and got out of her car.

"Hello! Welcome to Camp Harvey!" said the lady at the desk as soon as she stepped foot into the building.

Erin grinned. "Thanks, do I sign in here?" she asked, pushing her sunglasses to the top of her head.

The lady nodded. "Yes," she replied, nodding to the clipboard hanging from the desk.

Erin smiled. "What's your name?" the lady asked, heading to the computer that looked extremely outdated in the corner.

"Erin Daniels," she replied, and took up the clipboard in one hand and the pen in the other.

The lady tick-tacked away at the keyboard, and clicked the mouse a couple times.
Erin looked at her when she'd finished, and frowned.

The lady seemed to be either having a problem with the computer, or she couldn't read it because she was frowning as well, and was leaning close to the screen. Erin held in a comment that leaning that close was bad for the eyes.

"Erin....Daniels...." the lady repeated for herself. She looked at her. "We have a cabin for you...but...it's a boy's cabin." she said.

Erin looked around, helpless. "Oh?" she said, not knowing what to say or how to help.

"Have you changed the spelling of your name within the last...three months?" the lady asked her. Her voice reminded her of that of a shaky old woman's'.

"Uhmm..no," Erin replied, confused.

The lady got up, and left Erin in the lobby to stand and look dumb
She observed the lobby first.
It was a golden color, bright enough to lighten someone's mood when they walked in, but missed the pastry yellow color.
There were pictures on the wall of kids that she presumed that had spent their summer at the camp too.
All of faces in the pictures were plastered with smiles, grinning from ear-to-ear, teeth open in a laughing smile.
She felt the need to be with those people. She wanted to have the fun that they were having.

Moments later, the lady came back with a younger, but still aged lady. "Hello, Erin," she said with a smile, looking at her through flat-top oval glasses. Then, she went right to work, while the original receptionist helped other people that had lined up behind her.

After a minute, the second lady sat back in her chair. "Well, Erin," she said, getting up from the computer with a piece of paper.
"I'm really sorry about this, but you're going to have to room with…five other boys. I guess when someone was talking to your parent on the phone, they put the male spelling of Erin down, A-A-R-O-N and you were put into the boy's camp schedule." she told Erin.

Erin looked around. "Alright?" she replied, unsure of anything at the moment.
"So what do I do?"
They put her in a room with boys??
What were they thinking?!?!

Boys were pervs, complete jerks, disgusting and unhygienic.
Great.

The lady looked down, and picked up a key from a place on the desk. "We would have moved you into a girls' cabin, but this year, we reached maximum capacity and there aren't ANY spots left in the camp. There is an isolation cabin that we are allowed to offer you, but for the time being, you would be alone, until someone does something," she told Erin.

Erin thought about it. She could be with five other boys, whom she knew not, or she could be alone. At least she would be able to possibly talk to someone with the boy's cabin.

"I'll stay where I am," she told the lady with a bothered smile, and took the receipt that was on the paper.

"I'm really sorry, Erin," the manager told her again.

Erin nodded. "It's fine." she said, and walked out of the office. As she exited, she thought she could hear two girls murmur about her.
'She's so lucky. She gets to sleep in the same room with five guys. What I wouldn't give to trade for that.'

Erin rolled her eyes. Yeah, she though. I'm sure you would love it,
Then, she went and hopped into her car.
She looked at the key the manager had given her.
On it was a happy D-13.
On her receipt was Aaron Daniels, Room D-13, $475.86.
'Expensive camp,' she thought
Her mother was going to be ticked.

"D-13..." she said, looked under her windshield for her cabin. She was at D-3. She pressed the gas a little, flying by a group of girls in skimpy two pieces, tattoos and piercings in flip-flops with nicely tanned skin.

Then she found the cabin. It was just like the other cabins. Except that it was full of boys. And she would room with them for three months.

Erin sighed and got out of her car, looking up at the balcony. There was a guy in a blue polo looking down at her. She imagined him like a dog, looking at her, wondering why she was in his territory. She removed her glance from the guy and took a step forward. Above her, Erin heard, "Hey guys!! There's a girl coming in!"