I'm starting to get sick of camp. We're not the youngest anymore, but we're right in the middle and that's somehow worse. Because Hunter and Thomas and everyone keeps talking about their girlfriends and I hate talking about mine.

Jack keeps telling me we're not right together and I think he's right. But there's some comfort in knowing that I don't have to worry about being made fun of for being single.

So I stay with her anyway.

Jack doesn't date anyone, but he's popular so it doesn't matter. All the girls flock to him anyway. Jack says lot of them back off when they realize that he's Christian. I don't really know why.

It's a good year nonetheless.

I don't really have a reason. It's just all yellow and pink and everything. 













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