Flashback | Camp Clear Lake
@jacexxmarshall The small blonde girl huffed, she was sitting on the bus - this was supposed to be her and Char’s summer, their first ‘big girl’ summer away from mom, but she got sick and couldn’t come. Willow however, was not ready to let go of the idea so Giselle sent her off hesitantly. After hours of sitting on the bus, sleeping, coloring, eating the snacks from her bag they were finally there. The counselors all round up the kids, sorting them to groups and cabins. “Willow Hastings.” her name was called so she pushed up her glasses, and raised her small hand. “Here..” she said shyly, her foot kicking at the dirt as her blonde locks fell around her little face. “You’ll be… Team Tree Frog. Go to the group with blue shirts.” without a word, she walked over. Then she looked up when the next name was called. “Jace Marshall.” when the boy was in her sight, her eyes widened. She wasn’t sure what it was, but her small tummy felt weird - she looked down as her cheeks heated up and the only thing she could think, how cute he was.
