Why? I think frustratedly. My dads wanted to take me to go camping this summer again.Now, here we are. It’s so dry this time! The trees are basically all dead, the water is low, myFRIEND amount is low, the food stinks…the list goes on and on. I have been adopted so manytimes, I can’t even count anymore. I never find the right family. I have no siblings. Anyways, on ahappier note, I do have three friends. They all live here. Ava is twelve, she lives here as a homelesskid, along with her fourteen year old brother, Jack. Those two I’ve known since I was five. I visitthis place every summer. Zeke lives-lives here. With a real house. His mom built this place, and sheowns it. Zeke is thirteen, like me. He likes to build. Last time I saw him, he said he was working ona water slide.“Olive!” Henry calls. Henry is my adoptive dad who is a little on the selfish side. He alwayscalls dibs on the last piece of pizza. My other dad’s name is Albert. He kinder than Henry, but he’s abit protective.“What, dad?” I shout.“Zeke wants you to see the water slide he made,” Henry says, as he grabs his water canteen.He wipes his mouth and sets his water in his bag. “He’s cute, you know.” Wow, dad. My dadsaying that he thinks ZEKE and I would be a good couple. Just thinking about that makes mewanna hurl.“Okay, can I go see it?” I ask. I would NEVER like Zeke, but he’s a good friend. Especiallywhen he lets you use his builds for free.“Sure,” Henry responds. Yesssss! I leap up in excitement.