My Cindy Berman

001• Welcome to Camp Nightwing

Y/N perspective
"MOM IM LEAVING" my mom gives no reply. i look down and walk out the door. loading my stuff onto my bike, I hop onto the bike and head over to Camp.

First year as a counselor. I pull up to camp and drop my bike. Carrying my bag on my shoulder. i walk into the director's cabin. Arriving 5 minutes late i sneak into his boring little speech on how to be a "good" counselor. Clearly no one paying attention to what he saying, except one girl. My mind slowly starts to go off into space.

"Alrighty Last but not least y/n y/l and Cindy Berman. now go off onto your cabins and do the list of chores on the door." I look at Alice and make the gun motion as i roll my eyes. Alice chuckles and walks off to her cabin with Joan.

" Hi! and you must be Y/n y/l!" She says as she cleans off her stripped polo. "mhmm you're the Cindy Berman." she takes my hand and brings us to our cabin. " sooo i'll make the beds and you can get the games in the back." Cindy says as she pulls me into the Cabin. She is such a priss i say deep in my thoughts . " umm okay?" i say as i pull out a cigarette . "what are
you doing!? The campers are going to be here any minute we need to set a good example. Don't get into trouble I can't risk it." I walk away rolling my eyes. Her eyes are so beautiful.. but she's a priss she can't be. "Alice!"