Nikolai woke up in the bed, he sat upright and narrowly missed the bottom of the bunk on top of him. He pushed his thick black hair out of his face and stood up stretching. He pulled on the combat boots that had been left by the bed and tied them, the whole time thinking. Was that even real? Did I really just meet a Greek goddess? He knew it had to be real, as much as he wished it wasnt he knew. He stood up and walked outside the light wasnt as intense as it had been when he first arrived, it felt like it was a different day as well. He looked around and saw other campers some relaxing others walking to the north, and he decided to follow those that were walking. He smelled food, and heard people laughing along with the clink of silver ware on plates. Nikolai quickened his pace and eventually saw a group of tables some food and kids sitting around eating. Nikolai grabbed a plate and tossed pork chops onto it, chopped potatoes, a salad, bacon bits, and a glass of milk a glass of lemonade. He made his way over to a somewhat empty end of a table and ate his food. His pace wasnt entirely fast but it was even ever four bites of one dish he would take two drinks from each drink, he continued this pattern until his food was completely gone. He stood and carried his plate and two glasses over to where the rest of the kids were carrying their plates, he saw a fire pit and next to it a pile of plates, he simply set his plates and glasses down then returned to his bunk. He searched through his duffel and found his gray sweat shirt and sweat pants, he switched out his clothes and put them on. He started jogging about the camp grounds and saw what looked like an out door theatre, he walked inside and began running up and down the stairs for about 8 minutes, after that he began running about the camp ground again and found himself staring at a massive rock climbing wall. He ran up to it and jumped onto the wall, he grabbed hand hold after hand hold and hoisted himself up as quickly as he could. Trying to push himself, he could feel his body straining and he was only a third of the way up. He swore to himself, he couldnt believe he was so weak he continued to push himself and reached for a hand hold just a bit out of his reach and missed. His body fell for a quick 2 1/2 feet, his heart pounded in his chest and he grabbed out for anything. His right hand caught onto a hand hold and his body slung back into the rock he felt his body hit and bounce back for a second. After a moment of pain he gripped with his left hand and then readjusted his right, he found footholds and stayed where he was motionless for a moment. He laughed nervously as he made his decent down, he decided it would be wise to go back to his cabin and try to converse with his 'brothers'. On his way there he spotted a girl sitting under a tree, he watched her as he jogged and slowed his pace to a walk.