Tips for Taking Over Summer Camp Chapter 9: Bethany (Duh-Duh-Duuuuuhhhhh!!!!)

Chapter Nine: Bethany (Duh-Duh-Duuuuuhhhhh!!!!)

The moment I saw her, I knew that she was terrible. She had dark grey hair that was rolled up into a bun. However, that didn’t work very well for her because her hair was still splayed around messily like a broken cocoon. She had tight, thin lips and piercing black eyes that I swore could tear my soul to shreds. Her ears appeared pointed, but were strangely pinned to her hair with bobby pins. She had long, bony fingers that I could imagine strangling someone way clearly than was mentally healthy. Finally, she wore all black. Everything. Black, black, black. Wait, was that a bit of brown? Nope. Black.

“Last two bites then outside!” Her voice was sharp and threatening like a wolf’s ferocious growl in the bottom of a huge helium tank.

My cabin mates and I ran out of the mess along with everyone else. Everyone was in a huge rush. People tripped over feet, spoons were thrown to the floor, a few frightened tears were shed—everything! Everyone carried an air of such panic that it was impossible not to feel worried or somewhat concerned.

My legs shook and I could feel my vision go blurry a few times from fear. What was this woman going to do to us? Why did she want us outside in such a rush? Was she always that scary? A million worries shrouded my mind as I hustled outside into the warm summer air. We all formed a crowd around the scary woman who was standing on one of the benches around the fire pit. She was flanked by the man known as Al and a young woman with cherry red hair.

“You’re all here. Excellent,” the woman announced. “Welcome to another fine summer at Citric Acid Lake Arts Camp. Each and every one of you have signed up for one of the programs that the camp offers: art, theatre, and music. You have already met your fellow campers in your program, so we will no longer wait for introductions to be made amongst your cabin.

“As our returning campers already know, I am Head Councillor Bethany.” She gestured to Al. “This is General Councillor All and,” she gestured to the woman beside her, “General Councillor Lucy.

“Now you know, new people. What you should also know is that we don’t only do activities that involve the arts. We do many things like swimming, arts and crafts, cooking, survival training, canoeing, tag, and,” she held up three different coloured scarves, “Capture the flag.”