Camp Last Hope

Winding roads flanked by forests on each side flew by as Jamie rolled onward in her convertible. She knew she was getting close when the left side gave way to an open view of the lake and local beach with some islands dotting the center. In the distance she could make out some of the camp like its docks, a few cabins, and a large cafeteria building. After circling around the huge lake, Jamie found herself at the enterance to the camp grounds signified by a large sign. She slowed down to read the words, "Camp Last Hope," it said which gave her no positive feelings.

Further down the beaten dirt road, she arrived at the main area where she got out and tried to find someone to give her the rundown. As she walked by the wooden structures, she realized that they were abut run down and that the wooded area next to the camp was very ugly and gave the place a bad odor. She decided the big building was the best choice as they no doubt would have the campers gather there for orientation.

Inside she found a group of boys all sitting together at a table listening to another guy talk about camp guidelines."Hello," Jamie spoke up, "I'm Jamie, the new councilor"

All heads turned and could not look away as the looked her enticing form wrapped up in tight jeans, a small t-shirt, and a pair of hiking boots. The boys all clad in their uniforms ogled and drooled before the young lady, except for the one who was taking earlier who broke his stare and went up to greet Jamie. "Hi, I'm Jake. I'm the head councilor and have been for the past three years. I've been going to this camp most of my childhood and have been a councilor since high school," he said with an outstretched hand which Jamie quickly shook before being lead onwards as he put his arm around her shoulders and moved her to the boys.

Jamie confirmed that she was the only girl here when she was in front of the hungry group. She took notice of their uniforms, as she'd failed to look at her's, seeing that they were drab green affairs with buttoned collared shirts, knee length shorts, matching hiking boots, thick white socks, and yellow handkerchiefs tied around their necks. Looking at Jake, she noticed he had several patches and a big sash, as well as a ranger hat atop his head. She assumed his patches signified his status as head councilor and that those without patches were new councilors like herself while those with different patches from his were more senior ones.

"Okay Jamie, these are your fellow councilors. We have Emmit, Greg, Harold, Steve, Freddy, and Tim," Jake said as he pointed each out. Jamie looked over the group and saw the diversity in looks and shapes amongst them taking notice that they were all in there mid twenties except for Greg. She remembered Greg, he was an asshole back in high school who hit on her and her friends constantly and that he was pervert who tried to get footage of the girl's locker room. Greg smiled at Jamie and giver her wink to which she could only give him daggered eyes.

Jake then told Jamie to take her luggage to her room at the coucilor's cabin at get dressed before the campers arrived. He also gave her a map of the camp grounds as well, mentioning that she would miss the councilor meeting and would have to New them at the enterance. Jamie went back to her car and pulled it up the other large building, the only one with parking spaces. Inside she saw a lounge, kitchen, a laundry room, and a closed room labeled "Office."

So far the councilor cabin looked far less delapitated than the rest of the place, but upon getting upstairs she realized she was wrong. First, the stairs creaked with every steep and she feared they would give away under her minor weight. Next she saw the hall was a dusty mess and the walls were starting to chip away. Each room she passed looked the exact same and she hoped hers would be as nice or maybe better. Jamie stopped in the bathroom, the third door on the left, and saw that it needed some cleaning and renovation. She was at least relived that it had a shower and that she wouldn't be **** to take one in a public area in a camp filled with boys.

Finally, she arrived at her room, the one at the far end of the hall, and saw that it was slightly more rundown that all the previous ones. She sighed as she tossed her bags on the bed and closed the door behind her. As she undressed, Jamie looked over the map and saw the layout of the camp with a dozen cabins surrounding this one, the dock she'd seen earlier, the cafeteria, a theatre area, a public bathroom/shower, and a supply shed. In the surrounding areas she saw it divided up into different areas: the huge lake with its little islands, a large swamp that surrounded most of the neighboring woods and that she assumed gave the camp its smell, a thick pine forest with no man made roads, and a mountainous area beyond it only accessible by climbing the cliff face not too far from the theater and the unmapped pine forest. The peak of the mountain seemed to have a large spring that opened to a flowing river that forked either seaward away from camp, or that forked again into the swamp or around it to the lake.

Jamie was finally dressed by the time she'd gotten a good rundown of the area and took a quick look in the mirror to see how the uniform fit her. On her way to the restroom, a nail sticking out of the wall latched onto her shirt and tore half of it right off and took the buttons with it. She cursed and rushed to the mirror to find her shirt a ragged scrap of its former self. It barely came past her breasts and was now open and gave a glimpse of her pink bra beneath. The only option right now was to improvise and tie her shirt closed, Daisy Duke style. Afterward she looked at the rest and saw that her shorts were significantly shorter than all the boys, stopping at mid-thigh rather than her knees. This was a minor inconvenience compared to her torn shirt so she shrugged it off and headed back to the other councilors.