As Chloe marched into the doorway of her bungalo she droped her bag on the floor and her curly brown hair fell against her back then she headed to the kitchen she could see her moms light blonde hair and good posture typing away on her HP laptop.
"Hey, mom" said Chloe in her inocsent voice.
" I recognize that voice from anywhere is this about the summer camp?" her mother asked
" I don't know what you're talking about, cookie?
Chloe got the box of Oreos and placed it on the counter.
"No thanks" her mother replied
" Your feet look a little sour, do you want a massage?" demanded Chloe
"I'm fine" her mother continue typing.
Chloe gave up and headed upstairs to her room, she layed on her double bed with a butterfly douve and looked at her glow in the dark stars on her ceiling. " I guess your going to that summer camp after all." she thought.