(rated E for Everyone)

Tales from Camp Redwing

Prologue: The Bus Ride

The big day I left for Camp Redwing arrived, but this time I was actually excited--knowing Brock was going to be there spinning yarns made the whole three weeks worth it. Seeing Sunny there, swimming and attempting archery were just gravy.

But first, I had to get to camp.

Mom was understandably teary eyed--this was the first time I'd been away from the house by myself for longer than a weekend. Dad assured her that since Brock was going to be there, I was in good hands.

I added that I would try to send letters as often as I could, and after hugging Mom and Dad, I boarded the camp bus.

A familiar voice calling "Forest!" got my attention--Sunny was waving at me from a seat towards the back on the left.

"Sunny!" I gasped as I sat down next to her. "I didn't know you were coming to Camp Redwing too!"

"I go every year--my camp name is Phoenix." she explained as she brushed a wisp of red hair from her face. "What's your camp name gonna be?"

"I'm not sure--I really want to try archery while we're there, so how does Arrow sound?" I asked.

"Arrow and Phoenix--I like it!" Sunny smiled.

"Arrow it is!" I cried.

About then, someone started a rendition of "99 Bottles of Beer of the Wall", so we joined in. 99 bottles of beer on the wall, 99 bottles of beer on the wall, if one of those bottles should happen to fall, 98 bottles of beer of the wall...