Drawn In Heights : AU
The sky is blue and clear, free of clouds, and the air is warm, sun hot on skin and bright in eyes. The water is cool and inviting against the heat of the day, and thats where most of the kids reside. In the surrounding trees, birds sing and butterflies flutter by, caterpillars hatching by the dozens and all the children are screeching and laughing and running, tripping and giggling and catching bugs in their cupped hands.
The cabins are all high on the hill, overlooking the lake and the campfire circle. The windows are still foggy with dust, unused since the summer before. In the corners, spiders sit in their webs, awaiting the moment their homes will be torn down. The bunks are all stuffy and full of dirt and winter grime, and some of the counselors are walking around with hand-held vacuum cleaners, which arent really doing the trick.
Spencer is staring out the window, watching as one of the new guys chases around one of the little kids, laughing and acting like a kid him