Olivia POV
My house was like a train station with everyone running around gathering all the things and packing them into the SUV that was waiting to take us to the camp.
When my mom saw how James packed his bag, she almost had a stroke. He just dumped all of his clothes inside his bag without any care about them being wrinkled. Mom couldn’t take it so she redid his bag and folded it all neatly.
My mom was a little bit of a neat freak, but I was almost a hundred percent positive that James did that on purpose so she would do his packing.
The lazy ass.
So here I was, rushing around my room as I mentally made a list of all the things I might need while we were at camp.
This was the first time in a long time that a huge gathering was to happen in one place, with people from all packs, c
