"7:59 a.m. Not a moment too soon!" Leonie and Darren had just arrived at Camp Happydale by train, and the gates aren't open yet. Behind them were more kids, some whom were on the same train as Leonie and Darren. A minute later the head counselor appeared, opening the gates.
"Welcome everybody to Camp Happydale!" announced the head counselor, who was soon almost run over by thousands of campers. Leonie was the last to enter, and as she waved goodbye to Darren, she followed the head counselor for a tour of the campsite. Darren, meanwhile, was looking for his namesake.
"Now where on Earth could that Darren be?" asked the boy to himself, looking at the photo his mother enclosed in her letter. Just then he saw it...Darren Hayes sitting on the steps of a building, giving out chocolates. Words couldn't describe his elation as he ran towards Darren. Unfortunately, by the time he reached Darren, the counselor had run out of chocolates.
"Sorry kiddo, no more chocolates," apologized Darren the elder. "I'll get some for you later."
"Oh that's okay, sir," said Darren the younger. "Do you work here?"
"Yep," replied the counselor. "Oh, what's your name?"
"Darren," replied Darren. "What's yours?"
"It's Darren as well!" said the surprised man. "Cool! We share the same names!"
"I agree," replied the boy. "Why is your name Darren?"
"I guess my parents liked that name," replied Darren. "Hey, why is YOUR name Darren?"
"Coz my parents liked you!" said Darren, who smiled and skipped away. The counselor was a little confused, but his train of thought was interrupted by the voice of the head counselor calling him.
"Hey Darren! Come here!" yelled the head counselor from afar. "We've got a new recruit - come and meet her!" New recruit? Oh, a volunteer! thought Darren. This'll be cool!
"Coming, sir!" replied Darren, and ran towards the direction of the voice - the kitchen. Darren couldn't believe his eyes.
