"Bye, bye, goodbye, have a nice night, bye," the air hostess said to everyone that left the plane. 

"Thank you," I said, walking past her while I fixed my bag on my shoulder. 

I made my way down the tunnel where the airport was soon appear to me. 

"Wasn't that a great flight?" I heard a cheerful voice. 

I flinched and rolled my eyes. 

"Sure!" I said sarcastically. 

It was Red Chubby. 

"Well, I'm going, goodbye," I added, walking a little faster. 

Soon I reached the end of the tunnel and entered the airport. I made my way to the conveyer where I had to pick up my bag. He was still behind me. 

I sighed angrily, remembering I was actually here because I was going to Cormac. I forgot all about it! I

I stood with my arms crossed as I waited for my bag to come along. 

Red Chubby stood beside me, a huge smile plastered on his face. He was swinging back on his toes. 

"Oop, there's my bag!" He exclaimed, running on his toes to get it. 

Thank goodness, at least he'd be going. 

"Well, 'he started, walking back towards me.

I took a step back. 

'I have to go now, ' he continued, 'it's so sad to leave you! 'I will miss you." 

I shot an uneasy nod. 

"Do you want me to wait with you?" He asked excitedly. 

"N-n-no," I stuttered. 

"Okay, bye," he replied, leaving. 

I let out sigh of relief. So glad he's gone. 

I stared back at the conveyer to see if my bag was the yet .Yep, there's my bag! I walked over and grabbed it off. 

I pulled out the handle and wheeled it towards the door. I looked around till I spotted what I was looking for. Ah, that's what I needed. A van sorta bus thing was picking up kids to take them to the camp. That's what they did at the beginning of each enrolment during the year. 

I pulled my bag along and out to the driver that was waiting by the door. I saw that some other kids were on there too. 

"Hello," I said. 

The driver just stared at me and looked around. 

"Hello?" He answered awkwardly. 

I smiled. 

There were few moments of nothing. Why wouldn't he let me on? 

"I think you've got tha wrong bus,' he started, 'this is for Cormac." 

"Yeah," I replied, nodding. 

His eyes went wide. 

"You don't look lika bad kid!" He exclaimed. 

I laughed. 

"No, but my step mum enrolled me in."

"Oh,' he replied, rolling his eyes, 'step mums and evilness."

I laughed at his comment and he laughed along. 

"So I'll need to see ya papers," he added. 

Oh yeah, I had to show my papers for proof. 

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