Theresa

Theresa felt like everyone around the campfire was staring at her ears.  They burned with embarrassment over wearing Drake’s gift.  He hadn’t arrived yet and neither had Kirk.  Theresa was worrying that something might have happened when the Camp Director arrived with a guitar around his neck.

“Hey campers!  Great to see you all here.  Did you all have an awesome day?”  He smiled into the crowd of teenagers, swiping at an adorable curl on his forehead.

The crowd of kids whooped and cheered.  Chief Cameron was definitely the best looking Camp Director Theresa had ever met, but she hadn’t had time to think about him.  She had too many other worries on her mind.  Apparently Randi didn’t.

“Ohh!  He...

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