Oh boy,
Erin said to herself.
There was a pack of wolves in here. A pack of wolves ready to eat me, maul me, tear me apart. This was their territory, and I was trespassing.

Erin looked up at the welcoming door. She was almost afraid to go in. Right about now, she'd really like to go back to her car and get the key to the isolation cabin. There would be no wolves, wondering why she was coming into their cabin there.

Just go in, Erin. It's not like they can kick you out. Just walk in and tell them, 'Hey guys. Seems kinda weird for me to be in here...but some of the names got switched out and I'm going to be in here.
Oh yes, this was going to go great.

Erin jumped up and down once, trying to rid her anxiety, then put her fingers around the handle and yanked the door open.
Inside was a rather nice cabin, covered from head-to-toe in wood.
Wood floors, wood paneling, wood ceiling. There was a light through a hole in the ceiling that hung in the center of the room.
A red rug covered the main part of the floor, and was surrounded by colored pieces of furniture that, although mismatched, seemed to flow with the master design of the room.

There was nothing on the walls, except for a sign gaily engraved with WELCOME TO CAMP HARVEY!

Then, the sound of footsteps caught her attention, and five boys filed down from the upstairs.

"The whole crew then?" she asked out loud. "Great."
The first guy was in shorts, a blue and black striped shirt and flip-flops.
The second and third were in jeans, the fourth in khakis and the fifth in board shorts

The first guy looked her over. "So...not that we really mind, but...what are you doing here?" he asked his voice rather deep for such a clean looking guy. He wore dark and short brown hair over his pretty smoky eyes and thin but long nose. He had a caramel-y skin tone.

Erin laughed nervously, and pulled one arm in with the other. "That's good that you don't mind," she said. "Because...I have to room with you guys." she added, looking extremely embarrassed.

Why didn't I take that isolation cabin????

A black guy stepped forward. "What?" he asked her. He sounded like the bad guy from the movie 'Daredevil'.

Erin felt so small under his gaze. His arms were about the size of her waist She felt like an ant under a shoe. No, more like a house on the earth.
"Well..." she began to explain, willing her vocal cords to emit sound. "The people in the office messed up my name, and spelled it A-A-R-O-N instead of E-R-I-N and so they stuck me with you guys. And they tried to change it back, but every single one of the other girls' cabins are full, and they can't put me anywhere." she explained quickly, making her short explanation more like a single sentence.
Her fingers were shaking.

She was so outnumbered here. There were five guys, each who could probably hold their own in a fight, and here was teeny, tiny little Erin, the girl who had a guys' name.

The wolves were hungry; Erin saw it in their eyes. They were going to tell her to scram.
She could sleep in her car, right?

The first guy who eyed her from the balcony was first to break the silence.
"You're not joking, are you?" he asked her suspiciously.

Erin shook her head. "No, I'm not kidding." she replied, pulling out her key that had a giant D-13 engraved in it, along with 'Property of Camp Harvey!' and showed it to the guy.

The guy took the key and shrugged. "Alright," he said as though she's passed some test. "I don't mind, anyway." he announced with a smile, showing the guys her key.

Erin frowned. Pervert.

The black guy punched the first guy. "Shut up, Connor," he scolded, and then looked at Erin.
"They didn't offer you the isolation cabin?" he asked.

Another guy, this one red-headed punched the black guy.
"Why don't you go to the isolation cabin." he suggested.

The black guy shrugged, and for the first time to Erin, seemed to look like a nice guy.
"It's cool, I don't blame you." he told Erin.

Erin raised her eyebrows and nodded. "Thaanks..." she said.

The first guy looked around, rubbing an invisible goatee.
"Well," he said. "Since you will be staying in our cabin, I guess we should get acquainted." he suggested.

The boys shrugged.
"I'm Connor, as you probably already know," he said, pointing to himself. "And this is Chris," he said, pointing to a guy who hadn't said a word and had blond hair with freckles. Chris waved.

"I am Ben," said the black guy with a smile.
He looks nice now... Erin thought bitterly.
"And this is Mike and Luke." he said, pointing to another brunette and the red-head.
They both waved.

Erin smiled. "Well, Connor, Chris, Ben, Luke and Mike, I am Erin." she smiled, and pointed to herself, making fun of Connor, who'd done the same earlier.

Connor laughed at her. "Oh, I guess we have a clown in our cabin now, huh?" he asked sarcastically.

Erin smiled. "Yeah, I guess you could say that." she replied. "Now be such lovely gentlemen and help me unload my car?" she asked with a grin, and walked out of the room without consent.

The guys looked from each other and to Erin again.
"I understand why they messed her name up. Erin is kinda a guy's name." Ben announced.
Mike pushed him. "Shut up," he said, and headed out the door to help Erin, who was already pulling luggage out of her trunk.