He got out of the car with a long sigh, still feeling the effects of his latest beating. "Charlie!" His dad called out. "If anyone asks where those scars came from, what do you say?" Charlie looked up and down his arms before replying dryly "I fell playing sports......" His dad immediately drove off after that, without a goodbye or even a nod. Charlie quickly walked to the front with his bag, and old phone that barely could turn on. The line to get in seemed to take forever, until he finally got to the front. Charlie quickly handed over his papers. "Charlie Banks......" The instructor let him in, and stamped his hand with a Jaguar mark. Charlie wondered what the mark meant, but he couldn't bear ro squeak out the words, so he just walked. He finally found the Jaguar cabin and walked in slowly, but he only saw athletic boys working out, or sleeping. Charlie scrambled to find an empty bunk in the back before anyone took it, as a kid looked down at him from the top bunk. "Who are you?" Charlie jumped back a little scared, but he still replied. "I'm um....Charlie. Who are you?" The kid jumped down from the top bunk, barely towering over him. "I'm Daniel, and I'm guessing you're the newbie they told us about?" Charlie nods shaikily his eyes guided down, and Daniel speaks up again. "Well then some ground rules are, don't make our cabin look bad, no fighting, and at all cost stay away from the Bear cabin, they're our sworn enemies. Charlie looks up again, feeling a little overwhelmed by everything going on. "Why don't we like the Bear cabin?" Daniel just shook his head, and climbed up to the top bunk "Just lay down before Mrs. Cambell sees you still awake." Charlie crawled onto his bottom bunk, and lied awake the whole night.