A long, displeased sigh escaped your lips as you took a seat in one of the empty wooden chairs. It was the beginning of your two weeks at Camp Hetalia. You never liked going to summer camp, it always made you so insecure and unpleasant about yourself. All the skinny and bubbly teenage girls flaunting themselves around in their short-shorts and tank tops, the teenage boys showing their muscled chest and being a perv to everyone girl they meet.
It was hell.
You tried to think happy thoughts, it was only two weeks, right? It'll be over in no time.
Your thoughts were certainly interrupted by the head counselor, Alfred.
"Welcome back dudes and dudettes to another Summer of Camp Hetalia!" His statement was followed by cheers of the girls and the boys. You just gave a roll of your (e/c) eyes. Idiots.
"I know you're familiar with the rules, so I'm sure I don't have to go over them, yeah? Good. Alright now, let's get into our groups, shall we?" Counselor Alfred said and pulled out a clipboard. He pushed up his glasses on his nose before speaking once again, "Alrighty! ______," He called your name, causing you to look up at him. You prayed that you weren't stick with some conceited and arrogant idiot like you were last year. After giving a quick, silent prayer, you continued to listen.