“Welcome to Camp Lunar!” The camp director yelled as everyone finally settled in the mess hall.
“I am the Camp Director, but you can just refer to me as Willow.” She flashed a smile and a wink at the kids. Willow’s family has owned this camp for years, and her family goes on vacation every summer, but she chooses to stay and run the summer camp. The girl was around nineteen and was a burst of energy, and that burst of energy was my best friend. Willow was gorgeous, and she had such beautiful almond skin and black wavy shoulder-length hair with some pink and blue streaks in it. She had a septum and eyebrow piercing, a heart-shaped face, round lips, and freckles on her nose and underneath her eyes. Oh, her eyes. They were round and light green, and such an extraordinary color to match her almond skin. Her beauty was mesmerizing, but the best part is her energy. She was a ray of light in the dark, a happy individual, independent, and her happiness and confidence were contagious. I was proud to have her as my best friend and to have her as my boss.
“There are seven counselors, and if everyone who signed up came, there would be one hundred and two kids. Here at Camp Lunar, for you new kids, we have a unique custom. When you signed up and saw the cabins, didn’t they have a particular style to them?” Willow glanced over at everyone, making eye contact with me before going back to her speech.
“Animals, specifically animals of the night and an animal that my family highly values: the owl, the wolf, the bat, the fox, the deer, the racoon, and the family favorite, the bear. Each cabin represents or has the design of its own animal. Currently, it is ten in the morning, and we will have everyone settled by one in the afternoon. But how will we do the organization? Why, by your answers to my questions! Not only will you get organized, but I will get one-on-one time with you before your counselor. Before we get organized by the questions, let’s give a warm welcome to your counselors!” Willow and the others had begun clapping as the counselors and I headed up to the stage.
“STOP! HOLD IT RIGHT THERE!” someone had exclaimed from outside the Mess Hall. Willow and I had quickly exchanged glances at each other before we looked at the big brown doors that were just slightly cracked. Who was yelling this early? It sounded like a man from what I had heard, and I think Willow thought the same. The thing, however, is that everyone was meeting in the Mess Hall, and they were not supposed to go anywhere else. A lost camper could have been what it was, but none of the campers sounded like a full-grown man. Willow clapped her hands to get everyone's attention, giving a smile to help ease everyone. Which usually worked, and I wasn’t going to complain because the tension soon faded away.
“How about these counselors introduce themselves while Counselor Monica and I go check to see what is going on? Yes?” She had shot a glance at the other counselors, so they knew to go along with it. Willow grabbed me by the arm and dragged me outside with her; her grip was already making my arm turn a bit pink.
“Will-” I blinked when I noticed two cops arresting a random guy in an all-orange outfit. I looked him over as he was on the grass with the two...