Chapter 2. Camp Walden for Girls

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The buses heading for Camp Walden was filled with girls, newbies and the old ones alike. When the buses parked all of them spilled out chattering with their new friends and going to and fro trying to look for their duffel bags or their bunkers.

The camp counsellor Marvas Kulp Sr. welcomed the new members and with a bull horn which she handed over to her daughter who was calling out the names of the newbies and telling them which bunker they belonged to. The scene of chaos pans out and there was a little boy surrounded by girls who were giggling. He frantically explained to a supervisor that he thought it was a boys' camp which made the girls around him giggle harder.

Another counsellor stood near the bus's trunks and caught the yellow duffel thrown at her. She walked towards a small heap of duffels and threw the yellow duffel on top of it. Just then, a girl jumped up with a smile bright as the sun as she saw the duffel. The girl had soft brown curly hair down to her shoulders pulled into a half up, half down style with a green 'Rosewood' hat, and big green eyes behind her sunglasses.

"Okay! I found my duffel!" she exclaimed excitedly and put one hand out to grab her duffel when about 10 more landed above it, rendering it impossible to get out.

"Now the question is...how do I get it out?" she asked herself as she walked around the heap trying to look for a strap that would enable her to grab her duffel, putting her shades on top of her head. She saw the strap poking out and grabbed it, heaving and pulling but it just wouldn't budge.

"Okay, I can do it," she cheered herself and pulled continuously, but the duffel wouldn't budge.

"Okay, no I can't," she said in a cheery voice that veiled the sarcasm that was dripping from the sentence.

"You must be new," said a knowing voice on her right and Addison glanced at the speaker.

"How can you tell?" she asked, still trying to pull her duffel.

"You didn't know how to grab your duffel before the apes tossed it in the heap," the girl said. She had long brown hair pulled into two braids and square glasses.

"I would say you need some help," the girl continued.

"Thanks, it's the big yellow one." Addison said and the two pulled and pulled with no luck whatsoever.

Her helper breathed out loudly, dropping the strap. She leaned against the heap of luggage, looking at the curly haired girl, smiling when she noticed her glasses. "Cool hat," she said to Addison.

"Thanks, it was a going away gift from my dad," she acknowledged with a smile that reached her eyes. A somewhat taller girl with blond hair wearing a colourful dyed shirt went over to the other side of the heap and easily pulled out her black duffel. The two girls looked at her in awe.

"Now that's my kind of woman." Addison remarked in astonishment but her new friend was say ahead of her.

"Yo tie-dye girl!" she called out and the girl looked around and noticed the two waving her over; she went over to them and Addison pointed at her duffel sheepishly.

"Could you give me a hand? My duffel's the yellow one buried way in there," she said and watched as the tie-dye girl easily pulled it out of the heap.

"Wow, you're from California?" tie-dye girl asked with awe evident in her eyes.

"You are? Do you live in Hollywood?" the girl with the glasses asked too.

"Do you live next door to a movie star?"

"What are you two- Lucy and Ethel?" Addison asked with a smile. "I live in Napa, that's Northern California and I live next door to a vineyard," she explained.

"A what-yard?" Zoey (tie-dye girl) asked, confusion on her face.

"A vineyard. It's where you grow grapes to make wine. That's what we do, me and my dad, we own a vineyard. What bunk are you guys in?" she answered them.

"Arapahoe." Zoey and Nicole (girl with the square glasses) said.

"Addison DiLaurentis?!" announced Marvas Kulp Jr. into the bullhorn. Addison stood on a few duffels and waved her hand, "Right here!" she called out, getting the counsellor's attention.

"Arapahoe!" she called out and the three girls high-fived and started towards their bunkers.

"So, either of you by any chance know how to play poker?" Addison asked excitedly.

"Nah," answered the two in unison.

"No? Gee, what a shame. So, how much cash did you guys bring with you this summer?" she continued to ask when a black Range Rover came up behind them and impatiently honked. The three girls whirled around and looked at it amazed.

"Woah, who is in there?" Addison wondered as she continued to walk away.

The vehicle stopped and the back door of the Rover opened and out went a brunette woman with dark tanned skin and brown eyes, she was wearing black ripped jeans, a white shirt and an army camo jacket. She held out her hand for the other occupant of the car. A teenage girl with curly brown hair in a tight side French braid and beautiful green eyes stepped out and adjusted her white sundress, taking in the new environment with interest.

"Well, here we are! Camp Walden for girls; we travelled all the way from London for this," she said with enthusiasm in her voice as she followed her god-daughter to a cemented area.

"Well it's rather picturesque, don't you think?" Kenna asked her aunt with a huge smile.

"Can't I stay with you?" She asked excitedly, as Kenna giggled. She smiled. "Right, let's review you mom's list, alright?" Emily said as she took out a notebook and pen from her handbag and looked at the list carefully while her god-daughter watched her amused.

"Vitamins?" she asked.

"Check," Kenna answered.

"Minerals?"

"Check,"

"Daily intake of fruits and vegetables?"

"Check, check,"

Emily glanced at her niece with a raised eyebrow and she giggled.

"Check for fruits, check for vegetables," she explained with a smile, "Go on," she prompted her.

"Sunblock, lip balm, insect repellent, stationary, stamps, photographs for your mother, Spence and Toby, Hanna and Caleb and of course your favourite, me!" she enumerated as the driver lined up four pieces of identical luggage beside the two. Emily put away the notepad and smiled at her.

"Got it all I think," she giggled and Emily looked a bit flustered.

"Oh! And here's a little something from your uncle Toby, a new deck of cards! Maybe you'll find someone on this continent who can flip your ass in poker," she said mischievously looking around as if to see anyone that dared.

"Well I doubt it, but thanks. Thanks for bringing me here aunty Emmy," she said smiling. Her aunt's face suddenly became scrunched as she tried to fight back the tears and she hugged Kenna tightly. She let her go but held on to her hands and looked her in the eyes.

"And remember, if you change your mind and want me to pick you up before the end of camp, I'm only a phone call away," she assured her niece.

"Thanks, but I'll be fine," she assured Emily with yet another one of her smiles. "Really! See you in eight weeks Aunty Emmy," she assured in a fonder tone.

"Missing you already, Queen of my Heart," she told her and stuck her hand out. Kenna gladly took it and shook it vigorously and the two started their secret handshake with butt bumps and shimmying. When it was over, the two hugged and Emily kissed her niece's forehead.

"Have fun Kenna," she whispered looking her straight in the eyes.

"I will," she answered with a little giggle and watched her go towards the Range Rovers door.

"Bye!" her aunt called out, raising a hand and wiggling her fingers.

"Bye!" Kenna answered her, doing the same wave and watched climb into the vehicle which pulled away right after honking. A huge smile covered her face and she squealed, twirling around in excitement.

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