Chapter 1

I remember when I went to Camp Fuego. I wilderness camp. Located in, well, the wilderness. It's a small camp, though. First come first serve, they say. Only the first 30 kids who register get in. 15 girls, 15 boys. The camp lasted two weeks. What do you do in Camp Fuego? Camp-ish stuff, like hiking, canoing, building fires, etc. These two weeks were meant for the 15 year olds. I happened to be 15 years old at the time. And somebody else did, too. Who? You'll find out. Anyway, it all started on the first day. I went to my assigned cabin, number 5. There were three beds, A [b]large[/b] dresser, and a door that led to the bathroom which had two toilet stalls and two shower stalls. The wallpaper was peeling, and not to mention ugly. The floor creaked. And the stalls in the bathroom didn't have doors. Nope, just curtains. Ugh. The cabin was ugly, but the view from the small-ish window was [i]amazing[/i]. A beautiful view of a crystal clear blue lake. And in the distance, was a spectacular waterfall. I had two roommates, Sarah, and Gabi. Sarah was quite the rebel. She hardly ever obeyed the rules. She had stopped cussing though. Gabi, on the other hand, was a goody two shoes. Never did she break a rule. Well, not intentionally anyway.

As for the schedule, you always had three choices, and one of them was always, do whatever. The other two were always different. At 9:30 was Breakfast. At 1:00 was Lunch. And at 6:30 was Dinner. In between meals you could go to the Snack Shack and get some sort of snack, like ice cream, candy, soda pop, chips... pretty much any fattening snack you want. You could play games, go swimming, anything you want! Even camp cooking lessons. That's right, camp cooking. It means food you eat while camping. I happened to like it. The camp was great, but who I had met there and what happened was better.