As the bell rang Darcy woke up, a pile of frozen drool laying next to her on the floor. Her face was aching and her sinuses felt sore, all in a day's work, she thought. As she sat up she started to think, mainly about unicorns, but she also thought about what she would wear, and who she would fall in love with. Stupid things like that. "Summer camp, it will be the best of times, and the worst of times." She stretched and started to get dressed, peeling her backpack off her shoulders and looking through the clothes. She settled on a nice frilly dress that was blue in color. She kicked up her skirt and pranced outside, singing a folk song.