Somewhere near the front of the bus, a short, auburn-haired boy sat propped up against the window. Clutching at the rainbow paint-printed bag on his lap, he passed this part of the trip fast asleep and completely unconscious of anything else around him for the moment. The camp would be coming up soon enough, but traveling was often tiring, especially lately with his sleeping trouble. There wasn't much of a point in spending the first day completely exhausted if he could help it. 

It would be interesting, he was sure, to be around the other kids. He wasn't entirely sure what to expect, but he hadn't been worried during the rest of the journey so far. For now, there was nothing to do but wait...just wait and rest.