SUNDAY. 10:15 AM
We walk out of our tents along with other students in a hurry to get into their bus and away from this stressful camp ground. Jenny is at my front, still ignoring me and walking towards her bus. There are three busses just like how it was when we first were moving to Campeek! —Bus A, B and C. Bus A is assigned to take all of our luggage while B and C are for us campers to travel in. I can visibly see Seniors and Juniors harshly throwing their bags in, causing Coach to yell.
I can also hear Coach yelling, "Check your names, to find out which bus you are in."
I chuckle within myself; he must be really strong to be able to yell every time. Well, I won't be around to hear more of his yells and whistles because I'm off Camp.
"You're still not talking to Jenny?"
I sigh, getting a little startled by the fierceness in the voice. I almost forgot that Reyna is still leaching beside and walking very closely to me.
