Leah realized she didnt sign in yet. So she continued wandering, lost, not knowing where to go. Cody sat on the bench, practically falling asleep. He could hear people making fun of him for looking so sweaty and dead, but he didnt care at the moment. He just wanted to sit there.
Judy and Doran Walked together to where the sign in paper was. They reached their destination, and signed in.
He sat with his head in his hands. Cody was so glad to rest, but he knew he had to pack up and unpack soon. He wondered if at least somebody would talk to him. Leah saw some girl lugging three giant bags and dragging one of them.She was a short girl, very pretty. Leah offered to help her carry a bag. The girl gave her a snotty face and kept walking.
Judy and Doran didnt really know what to do now. Judy frowned and re-lifted the bag on her back. She spotted a young guy, their age of course, and nudged Doran. "We should go talk to him," She said smiling. She thought he was cute. Doran rolled his eyes and they both walked over.
Cody noticed two kids walking over to him. The female was kinda cute, he thought. He wondered if her and the guy was a couple. Then realized he shouldn't be thinking about relationships right now. He slightly smiled at them. Leah finally saw where to go. She walked into the building where you sign in and got in line.
Doran liked Judy a lot. They both waved and said, "Hey!"
"Hey, I'm Cody" He said to them, sitting up more and fixing his hair. He wasn't as sweaty anymore. Leah looked around and saw two guys and one girl talking. She thought the guys were kinda cute, but one looked strangely familiar.
"Im Judy." Judy said smiling. "This is my best friend Doran." She said smiling at Doran and pointing in a way. She blushed a little then looked at the ground.
"Nice to meet you guys! Have you been here before?" He asked them, starting conversation with a smile. Leah signed her name and got some forms to fill out.
"Well this is our first day." Doran said with a shrug. "It should be interesting." Judy interrupted smiling.
"Yeah, I've been here lots of times. At first its kinda boring, not knowing many people, but it gets better as the weeks go on." Cody told them. He stood up, picking up his bags.
"Okay, well hopefully things are good." Doran said. Judy just stood there and blushed. Doran rolled his eyes and then sighed. "Well, these bags are heavy, we gotta get to out dorms." He said smiling. "Nice meeting you!" Judy said smiling. "If you want, we could hang out later." Doran said, pulling a paper with his and Judy's cell phone numbers out of his pocket. He handed Cody the paper and smiled. "Later."
"Sweet!" Cody said, giving his number to them. "I'll catcha later!" he says, while walking out the door. Leah watched them leave, wondering why Cody seemed familiar.
Judy squealed and jumped up and down. Doran laughed and nudged her. "Lets go get out dorm number." He said grabbing her wrist and running with their heavy bags to the dorm advisory building
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Cody had been going to the camp all his life, so he new every councilor, every hideout and every way to get the lunch ladies to give you the better pancakes. He also has had the same dorm since age 9. With almost the same room mates. There were always a few different ones here and there though. He walked to his Dorm. Number 17, some of the older kids always tried to scare the younger ones by saying this dorm was haunted. Cody never thought it was true. He opened the door, still having the key from when he stayed when he was 11. Same smell, same beds, different people. Cody worried where the rest of his dorm mates had gone. He saw one he recognized, Tabby, Cody was really close friends with her. He walked over and put his stuff down with a thud. "Hey tabby!" He said with a smile. "Hey!" Tabby smiled back and hugged him. Cody and tabby used to be dating, but they broke up three years ago. They felt it was useless, just dating every summer was stupid. They've been happy with just friends ever since. Leah began walking to her dorm. Number seven, she wondered what it was like.
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