You know that jumpy kind of feeling when you
just can't keep still? You want to hop around or
run realy fast or do a crazy dance?
That's the feeling I had as I climbed onto the
camp bus. Yeah, my sister, Heather, and I were
totally psyehed.
Welove summer camp. We love being outdoors
and hanging out with other kids -and no par
ents around. Heather and I are really into
animals and learning about bugs and snakes and
all kinds of creatures.
We have two rabbits we kep in a pen behind
our garage. And we have a hamster and an old
box turtle and two dogs- Rusty and Max --
one for each of us, although they both like Heather
better than me.
Camp Hither is supposed to be an excellent
wilderness camp. At least, that's what Mom and
Dad said. So yes, Heather and I were excited,
My little sister I'm twelve and she's ten-
had only one complaint. "I'm always away from
home for my birthday," ghe said. "So I can never
?" I said. "Who told you to be born in the
have a birthday party."
summer?"
She gave me that cold stare she always gives
me, with her eyes half closed and her mouth all
twisted. "Boone, give me a ding-dong break.
That's one of her favorite expressions. She
heard it from our grandmother. Mom and Dad
think she's a riot. I don't really get it. Who talks
like that who isn't, like, eighty years old?
Heather doesn't look like she's in the same
family as me. I'm tall and thin. I have short,
straight black hair and dark brown eyes.
I'majumpy kind of dude. I mean, I've got a lot
of energy. It's hard to sit still. Im always tap-
ping my fingers on something or bopping
around.
Dad says I'm the original Energizer Bunny.
Ha-ha. Why does everyone in my family think
they're a comedian?
Heather has very curly hair and green gyes.
She's about a foot shorter than me, and a little
chubby. I'd never tell her that. I mean, I learned
my lesson.
Once I was kind of angry, and I called her
Chubs. I know. It was dumb.
She gave me a really hard punch in the stom-
ach. Which I still think about. I walked around
bent over, looking like the number seven, for
about a week.
Heather likes to punch people. She thinks she's
so cute, she can get away with it.
She's very strange. She likes to wear all kinds
of bracelets and rings and sparkly things and
dangly plastic earrings.
I told her no one else in her class wears that
stuff. And she stuck her tongue out at me and
made a loud spitting noise.
Anyway, we heaved our bags into the luggage
compartment of the yellow camp bus. Then we
.said good-bye to Mom and Dad, with hugs all
around.
Heather gave me a push toward the bus door.
I told you, she's always pushing and punching
me. She's totally dangerous.
I climbed the three steps onto the bus. It took
a while for my eyes to adjust. I could see a lot of
kids were already on board.
Heather followed me as I started down the
narrow aisle to the back. And I heard the bus
driver mutter, "Two more victims" Then he shut
the door.
What did he mean by that?
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