RJ and Abby met when they were four and RJ's dad started deaning at Camp Spirit.

	Watch out for the birds!
	Ha. Very funny. That was the weirdest thing that's ever happened to me at camp.

	It was funny though for the rest of us.
	Ha ha.

	Next summer we get to be campers at junior high camp!
	I'm not sure if I'll do that or not. I might just hang out like usual.

	Come on, RJ. Being a camper is fun.
	Don't you have to clean your cabin and junk?

	Yeah. So?
	Yuck!