After ten minutes of me and Nate struggling with trying to get out of the foam pit, we walk back down the hill and towards the snack shack.

"Well that foam pit was fifteen minutes that I will never get back," I say laughing.

Nate chuckles and then says, "I'm going to get a snack and then we can go do whatever you want."

"How much longer until the assembly tonight?" I ask him as we get in line for the snack shack.

He looks at his watch and replies, "Three hours."

"Oh wow," I say letting out a sigh. I look at the watch on his arm and see it is a pure white watch, and not one of the digital ones.

"I have always wanted to get one like that," I say tapping the face of his watch.

"I have four in my suitcase," he says laughing. "I love the old-fashioned watches. The digital ones are no fun."

"I need one," I say as the line moves. "I have no clue what time it is around here anymore."

"If you want," he starts. "I'll let you borrow one of mine. I don't need five of them."

"Thank you," I say.

"Once I get a snack, we can go back-"

"There you are!" says someone behind me. I turn around and see Sean bent over out of breath. He also is soaked with water.

"What do you mean 'there you are'?" I ask. "I could not find you anywhere."

"I got thrown into the river," he says nonchalantly as if it is something that happens all the time.

Although around this camp, it probably does.

"I saw Chris...with your backpack," Sean says still trying to catch his breath. "So I tried to get it."

"I'm guessing he threw you into the river?" Nate asks as the line dwindles down.

"Yeah..." he replies. "It was on his back, and I snuck up behind him to take it off. He grabbed me, threw me over his shoulder and threw me in the river."

"These people who work here are insane," I say.

"No kidding," Nate says laughing. We reach the actual snack shack and I look at the menu. They literally have everything. They have Monster energy drinks, Starbucks drinks, and all kinds of snacks and ice cream.

"I'll have a Mountain Dew and a Snickers bar," Nate tells the person who is in charge of the food.

"You want anything?" the person asks me as he grabs Nate's food.

"I don't have my wallet," I say. "It's in my backpack."

"I can get you something," Nate says. "Get whatever you want."

"Okay...I'll have a Monster and nachos," I tell the guy.

"Nate, buddy ole pal," Sean says putting his elbow on Nate's shoulder. "I'm a little hungry too."

"Go ahead," Nate says sighing and rolling his eyes.

"I'll take a Monster and a soft pretzel," Sean says.

The guy hands us our food and I thank Nate as we walk to one of the tables and sit down to eat.

"No way," Nate says as he looks at Sean.

Sean laughs and smiles evil-like.

"What?" I ask.

"I did not realize he got a Monster," he says putting his head in his hands. "He goes bezerk after he drinks one."

"I do too," I say as I pop the cap on my can.

"Yeah!" Sean says as he raises his can and I hit mine against his.

"This is ridiculous," Nate says. "I'm not going to be watching you after you drink them. I'm getting out of your way."

"Tell Emily what you did last year after you drank one," Nate says.

"I might have stolen one of those buses," Sean says nodding his head towards the group of them.

"You what?" I ask laughing.

"He literally was driving it around the camp and honking the horn," Nate says.

"Now I have a partner in crime though," Sean says nodding his head towards me.

"We can be the 'Bus Hijackers'," I say laughing.

"The Bus Hijackers," Sean says raising his can again. I raise mine and we hit them against each other again.

What have I gotten myself into?