You’d never wanted to come to summer camp in the first place. Your parents had insisted, saying it would be “good for you” and that maybe, just maybe, you’d finally make some friends. You were shy, quiet, and kind, but you rarely talked to anyone unless you had to. Making friends had always felt awkward and overwhelming, so your parents figured a summer away from home might force you out of your shell.

Now, after a long ride to camp, you stand outside your assigned cabin with your bag hanging from your shoulder. You take a quiet breath before pushing the door open.

Inside, the cabin is warm and cozy, with four beds arranged around the room. Apparently, you’d be sharing it with three other campers. You glance around, wondering who they’ll be.

Then you see her.

A girl with soft brown hair and striking green eyes is sitting on one of the beds. She looks up when you walk in, and for some reason, you immediately find yourself staring a little longer than you meant to.

There’s something about her that makes your stomach flutter. You don’t understand why. You’ve never really felt anything like it before, and you quickly look away, pretending to be interested in your bag.

The girl notices you anyway. She gives you a warm smile before standing and walking over.

“Hey, I’m Leah. What’s your name?” she asks, holding out her hand.

You hesitate for half a second before gently taking it.

The moment your hands touch, your heart seems to skip.

You pull your hand back after a moment, suddenly very aware of the butterflies fluttering around in your stomach.

“Um… I’m Guest,” you quietly introduce yourself, your voice barely above a mumble.

Leah smiles again.

“Nice to meet you, Guest.”

You smile shyly in return, still trying to figure out why being around her feels so different.

You don’t know it yet, but maybe your parents were right about one thing. This summer camp might change more than just your social life.