Camp

And he sat there in the cafeteria waiting for her. Watching the door for her to walk through. Little 8th grade Lance. He looked up and saw that other girl who rode on the bus with them. She laughed. "What?" He said. "Nothing." She responded. He kept waiting with that terrible food and weird blue drink. She finally entered the room and he watched as she waited in line. "Stop staring" the other girl said. "You're being to obvious."