Dominik Blades walked out of a large Cheetah Cruise bus, wearing a fine threaded suit with a silk tie. He wore expensive black shades and his hair was slicked back. He had shined his black leather dress shoes and could nearly see himself in the reflection as he stopped to glance down. He tugged on the suit, cracked his neck and rolled his shoulders. He smiled and began to walk over for his luggage. Two suitcases and a duffel bag full of his belongings deemed too valuable to leave behind. He stood at six foot one and weighed a hundred and ninety pounds of muscle.

As he grabbed his luggage and wandered off to the office, he wondered where the others were...

Val was sitting next to her father's secretary, Evita, at the back of her silver 2010 BMW X6 M.
She was enjoying the scenery outside the window and trying to drown Evita's voice with her Ipod.
Like always, people will try to remind her of her duties and appointments that were not even happen until she leaves camp.

She fiddled with her purse and looked for a peppermint candy.
"Val, are you even listening?" Evita grabbed one of her earphones and exhaustedly asked.
"Hey! Oww! Did you really have to do that?" she rubbed her ear.

"We're nearly there, fix yourself," Evita repeated.
And from her window she could already see the town going to Camp Exclusivo.

Dominik turned and waved to the bus driver. The driver was a good friend to his family, his coach and to him. He is the reason Dominik never missed a hockey game, and always got there safe. He was a great driver. And knew how to throw a party!

"I'll be back to pick you up once the camp is over, eh Dom," spoke the driver.

"Alright Geoffrey, thanks for the ride. I'll see you then."

"Sure thing Dom, you can count on it," spoke Geoffrey. The man turned and walked into the bus, started up the engine and slowly accelerated. He turned and exited back into the town and began his trip back...

Dominik then adjusted his threads, took off his shades and cleaned them before putting them back on. He dug through his luggage before finding his registration papers and identification before he pocketed them. Picking up his belongings he continued his way to the front office.

Val grabbed her ivory comb and brushed her hair.
Puckered her lips and applied some lip gloss. Checked her breath, good, thanks to the peppermint gum.
"Okay so make sure to call me everyday and make..."
"Yes, sheeesshh Evita you're worse than my mom and dad," she said as she rolled her eyes.

The car halted to a stop and Val can see that a lot of campers have arrived. She wore her Oakley's.
The driver hopped off and opened Evita's door first and went around to open her's.

Her stilettos landed on the driveway as she gazed towards yet unfamiliar faces.

She raised to fingers lightly and signaled the driver to bring her suite cases inside.
Evita brought out papers that seemed like Val's camp documents and handed it to a woman with a whistle around her neck.
Not your typical camp counselor who wears sweat pants and stuffy shirt, instead she was wearing a black customized suite with Camp Exclusivo's insignia embedded on the left chest side.

"Glad to see you again, Ms. Mckinley. Please follow me to the VIP Lounge." the woman lead the way.

Val lowered her shades and took a final glance at everyone who was outside.
That was it.
She knows she would still be the star of the camp.