The cab driver coughed as he told her what she owed, causing Gwen to quickly hand over the money and a tip before getting out with her bags. [b]”Thank you! Feel better!”[/b] she said cheerfully, causing the man to give her an odd look, before he drove off. She shrugged it off though and began rolling her suitcase and bag towards the camp. She had her blonde hair laying over one shoulder in a fishtail brain, blue eyes complimented by her sleeveless denim [url=http://image6.oasap.com/o_img/2013/07/08/31019-178550-big/sleeveless-denim-shirt-dress.jpg]dress[/url]. She completed her casual look with a brown belt around her waist, aqua tear drop earrings, and some flat brown slouchy boots that hit below her knees. 

She looked around her hesitantly, before digging out a paper she’d received from the brown hobo bag purse she carried on her shoulder. [b]”Activities Center, activities center,”[/b] she mumbled to herself with a soft frown of concentration, glancing around her as she walked. [b]”Ah!”[/b] she whispered, tucking the paper back in her purse and rolling her things into the building. She almost got stuck coming in the door, glancing for some help at first, but then yanked her bags through and gave a sheepish smile to the receptionist. [b]”Um, hi, I’m Gwen Redding?”[/b] she said as she walked up before the woman could ask her name. 

“Of course,” the woman typed at the computer, moving away from it and handing Gwen a key with a ring that read [i]3[/i]. The woman then grabbed a pen and illustrated to the teen where in the camp cabin three was. Looks like it wasn’t as close to the beach as cabin one, but had the forest right behind it. [b]”Thank you,”[/b] Gwen smiled brightly, enclosing the key in her palm and heading back out of the doors to the building. 

As Gwen walked, passing different aspects of the camp, her mind began to wander. She wondered if her dad was throwing away any of her things. If her friends from school were having any parties she was missing. Not that she got to go very often but still. About letters from college that might get thrown away just to spite her. She shook her head though and took a deep breath. This was a vacation for her. It had to be. The only one she’d ever been on. She could only hope to have a relaxing good time. She wouldn’t allow herself to think herself into a bad mood.

Cabin 3 was easy enough to find, and walking inside, she discovered she was the only one there so far. The beds were empty, bathroom untouched. She tossed her things on the bed between the other two, and began unpacking, setting up her bed and filling her dresser, setting up her things in the bathroom as well.