“Well, you have to stay because I’m staying here,” Carlos said, rolling his eyes. “C’mon, it’ll be fun – there’s loads of activities here – I’m sure you’ll find something to like!”
“Carlos, I don’t like theater stuff. What did mom and dad even sign me up for?!” Maria asked, almost looking concerned.
“Uh… I’ll have to look at your file.” He honestly didn’t know. “This is a multi-activity camp though, so I think you can do pretty much anything you want.”
The girl groaned, this summer was gonna suck. “I better or else I’m just going to whine at you – That kid just said a bad word! Am I allowed to swear here Carlos?! Please say yes.”
“You’re only allowed to pseudo-swear,” Carlos told her. “Like saying ‘fudge’ or frick’. I honestly prefer fudge. Anyway, let’s go to the Mess Hall. David’s got a video for you to watch.”
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