((OOC: lol that gold is a little bit hard to read, i don't think it's going to be a huge problem though))
As golden sun and gentle olive trees pulled into view, Harry sat up in his seat. He liked the sun, this place reminded him of California. "Are we here?" he casually questions his mother. Yup, grab your bags. She replied quickly.
A greek camp huh? Harry turns thoughts over in his mind. He and his father were close, although they didn't see each other often. If was his father's idea he would try it no questions asked, and this camp seemed like a nice change of pace that the frigid shores of Maine presented.
"So are we like going to learn greek here, or go sunbathing? " He inquires of his mother. You should have asked your father, i know just about as much as you. She replies lazily. Which isn't much... Harry completed in his thoughts. His father had handed him an envelope on his way to work a few days earlier. saying that he'd appreciate it if Harry would attend the camp, and here he was: In a sun lover's paradise with a warm breeze blowing from the east.
As he slammed the trunk closed with his bag over his shoulder, Harry walked around the front of the car meaning to say good-bye to his mother, but thought better of it when she was already on the phone with her friend chattering about the latest gossip. She can't even say goodbye... He smoldered I don't know how Dad could love someone as heartless as her. He concluded negatively.
Fishing the key his father had given him out of pocket, Harry walked over to the dorm he assumed was for boys because it said GODS in bold fancy print on the front door - well that and his key worked. We're not fanatical here! just obsessed to the point of mass suicide when called to do so. He laughed at his own joke.
His bunk was the second on the right, with royal blue covers and a white pillow. Bizarre He thought to himself. "Never been to a color coordinated camp before" He said looking at his key which had the same color scheme.
This didn't come close to fazing him, because walking to his dorm, he smelled something irresistible: the welcoming waft of salt water. If there was a beach nearby he was determined to find it and make the best of the golden sun which seemed to be closer than he had ever seen before. After stripping down to his trunks, he grabbed his key and a towel out of the bathroom and stepped outside.
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