Friday 1st July
9:21am I had to drag Keakuki out of the side door of the bunk in her bedsheet today, she just wouldn’t get out of bed and we were late for breakfast. I dragged her across the bunk, down the steps and out onto the grass. She was laughing all the way, just squealing “Lucyyyy”. She loved it, until she saw the Mean Girls looking on in disgust. I could tell they made her feel silly, and suddenly she hated me.
2:36pm I feel like Ben comes especially to seek me out at visual arts, not because he has anything in particular to say, but just because he wants to see me. He comes in my classes when he’s meant to be teaching and pops his head round when I’m in the next department. I could be wrong, but I’d say he’s into me. Ahhhh, too exciting!
In between lessons up at visual arts we have ‘sunshine time’ on the crazy golf course next to the studios. All the visual arts counselors go and sit in the sun and don’t talk to the children when they come over – bit harsh, but funny and we’re meant to have a five-minute break anyway. I sat with Ben on a different golf hole to everyone else, which is a big step in the world of camp counselor relationships. In some ways the counselors turn into teenagers again at camp, especially when it comes to the opposite sex. My heart lurches when I just sit next to him. I didn’t feel like I could look at his face and in his eyes, it felt too much, like it was too intimate. I really had to force myself to look at him properly. Most of the time I was just staring down at his feet and legs – and he definitely has a delicious pair of those. His calf muscles are so taut; I really wanted to squeeze them. Too soon.
7:21pm Ben’s bunk’s table is only a few away from mine in the dining hall. He came over at dinnertime and all my girls just stopped talking and glared at him.
Ben: “Hey Lucy, are you going to the GC tonight?”
Ahh, so embarrassing in front of the Mean Girls. Inside my heart was pumping, but I managed to offer a casual ‘yes’. He flashed his super sexy smile and subtly half-touched, half-stroked me on the back as he left to go back to his table. The girls had obviously got bored and were getting back to eating, but I was so happy. Zoe gave me a cheeky wink. I’ll get to ‘chat’ to him properly tonight with no kids around, woohoo!
7:53pm We had a meeting today to discuss Independence Day as obviously they have huge celebrations here. All the counselors from the different countries are supposed to put together a skit to introduce their country to the kids – it could be anything, a song, dance, story – and you should get the kids to interact somehow.
Cocky know-it-all English counselor: “I’ve got it all in hand. It’s a great idea, but I don’t want it to get out so I’ll tell you the night before. For now, just don’t worry and make sure you have plenty of clothes with the Union Jack on.”
Just because he’s been coming to camp for a few years he thinks we should all listen to him. What’s more annoying is that we did. Whatever he’s got planned it better be good, there are more English counselors that any other nationality, so we have to be the best.