Inhale. The sweet aroma of pine coalesced harmoniously with the saline fragrance of the ocean waves, from which a constant and quite relaxing white noise arose.
Exhale. It felt as though that one, single breath had dissolved every trace of tension from inside Kalina’s body.
Of course, she still felt nervous about all this, but at least now her body was relaxed. The sound of her mother’s car was now no longer audible, and she was truly on her own—alone, standing there on the soft green grass with a duffel bag on her shoulder, a sheet of paper in one hand, and the handle of a rolling suitcase in the other. A pair of dark sunglasses that shaded her eyes well covered a good portion of her small, soft face, and her long blonde hair fell about her face, shoulders, and back in loose curls. Around her neck glistened a silver chain necklace with a diamond-studded pendant that glittered in the bright summer sun. She wore a white tank top that fit tighter at the top but was looser around her waist and hips, leaving a small portion of her stomach exposed. She complimented that with a pair of high-waisted denim shorts that were almost sky blue, which, with her top and hair, created a very bright, summery aura. Finally, a pair of tan sandals were slipped onto her feet with her toenails painted white.
At least I’ll be able to get a good tan here, was the first thought that ran through her head. With a smirk, she held up the paper she had in her hand and reread the printed instructions on how to sign into the camp.
“The Activities Center is the first building you’ll see upon your arrival,” she read aloud before stopping to look up. A white building stood just a few yards ahead, but if that wasn’t obvious enough, a sign with the words “ACTIVITIES CENTER” hung over the door that led inside. Kalina nodded and looked back down at her paper to continue reading.
“Please enter this building and meet with the receptionist who will facilitate your registration and give you the key to your cabin and a map.” Well, that was simple enough. She headed off toward the entrance, pushing the door open with her elbow because her hands were full. A cool, air-conditioned wall of air greeted her upon her entrance, along with a smiling receptionist with her brunette hair tied into a tight bun, who acknowledged her with a singsongy “Welcome!”
“What’s your name sweetie?” she asked as Kalina approached the desk.
“Kalina Rigel,” she answered curtly.
The receptionist typed her name into the computer and paused for a moment before looking back at the blonde.
“Rigel?” she asked curiously.
“R-I-G-E-L,” Kalina spelled out.
“I know,” she replied quickly. “That’s the name of a star, isn’t it?”
Kalina was surprised that she even knew that.
“Yes,” she said. “It’s, like, an Arabic name.”
“It’s a very pretty last name,” the receptionist said as she typed in some other information into the computer. After clicking a few times, she smiled, swiveled around in her chair, and stood up. “You’re all set!” She rummaged around through some papers behind the desk and then pulled a key from a drawer. It was attached to a key ring, from which hung a gold-painted metal label with the numeral “1” engraved in it.
“Here you go sweetie,” she said, handing her the key. She unfolded a map onto the desk and grabbed a pen. She circled a brown square on the map with “1” printed next to it. “You’re in cabin one,” she explained. “It’s right near the beach and not too far from here. You can’t miss it. But if you do, don’t hesitate to come back here and ask for help, okay?”
“Thanks…” Kalina said as she tried to envision where the cabin would be in relation to where she was. It shouldn’t be too hard to find. She was, in reality, more concerned about how clean it would be.
After exiting the building, she took a left toward the ocean that was maybe only one hundred yards away. Right before the grass grew long and dipped down a small slope into white sand, there stood a single cabin with its door facing inland. Kalina could make out the “1” carved onto the wooden door.
She stopped in front of the door. She was already excited that it was so close to the water; hopefully the inside would not disappoint. She pulled the key out from her pocket and unlocked the door. Thankfully, there was air conditioning. And… The inside wasn’t bad at all. Minimally furnished, but not ugly or unclean at all. She might have to add a little of her own personal flair to it, but that’d come later. After taking a quick tour, she saw that she was the first of her group of three cabin mates to arrive, so she got the privilege to pick her bed. She picked the one closest to the window and dropped her duffel bag on top of it.
She really wanted to explore the rest of the camp, but her better judgement convinced her to unpack all of her things first. She started with her suitcase, which contained most of her clothing, and put them away into one of the dressers. Next she unpacked her duffel bag which contained a few other pieces of clothing, her toiletries, her phone and laptop charger, and a few other miscellaneous items she decided to bring along.
After everything important was unpacked and the empty suitcase and duffel bag were stored underneath her bed, Kalina stood up and stretched with a satisfied “Ahhh!”
What was she going to do now? As far as she knew, she was one of the first to arrive, so she didn’t really feel like searching for someone to socialize with. Instead, she decided to go with the first idea that came to her—hit the beach. She skipped into the bathroom to change into her beautiful white bikini, after which she grabbed her phone, a towel, a bottle of water which she brought from home, and a bottle of tanning oil and left for the beach, locking the door behind her.
Her sunglasses were now resting on top of her head, and her blue eyes scanned the beautiful coast up and down. It looked like a private beach, probably for the camp only, which was nice. There even seemed to be a volleyball net set up. With an almost giddy smile, she picked out a spot about 15 feet from the tide’s edge and laid down her fluffy towel on the soft sand. She dropped the rest of her stuff on top of the towel and, after covering herself liberally with tanning oil, lay down on top of the towel with loud electronic music blaring from her phone.
“I could get used to this…” she muttered under her breath.