Summer Camp
Part 1
By Princess Pantyboy
Me/Chris 8-year-old boy
Miley 5-year-old evil little sister
Heather 14-year-old big sister
Karen 4-year-old baby sister
Mommy/Linda 35-years-old looks like she is barely 21
Amy 5-year-old girl from next door
Andy 5-year-old boy, twin to Amy
Ms. Tina Amy & Andy’s mom
My life changed like I would of never thought possible. I mean there is no sense in just saying it so I will start from the beginning. Or the beginning from what I can remember or what relates to my life changing.
First of all, I will tell you about my wonderful family. I have an older sister that starts high school next year and doesn’t want to have anything to do with the rest of the family. Heather is 14-years-old and is just the typical spoiled, self-indulged, bossy older sister. The parents think she is just a princess and can do no harm, but she is evil. I mean I am sure she loves her little brother me, and both our sisters but for what she shows us she rather have us as her slaves.
I am the only boy in the family and she doesn’t try to boss me around too much. I think it is because she must feel sorry for me being so small for my age and so scrawny or petite as mommy says. I am 8-years-old, and like I said I am kind of small for my age. To be honest since it is just you and me I can say I am, really small for my age. Not only am I small in my height but my arms and legs are supper thin also which really bites. I hate being so small and petite.
What really sucks is that my little sister Miley is three years younger than I am and she is big for her age. I hate to say this she is even taller than I am. My baby sister Karen who is only four has the same thin arms and legs as me but I am happy to share with you I am taller than she is. Well barely but I try to always wear my shoes when I stand next to her so she doesn’t notice how close we are in size. Karen un fortunately is also big for her age.
Did I say I hate being so small yet? I guess I get if from my useless father who is or was very short. Mommy was a model in college before she married dad, and mommy is very tall but I guess all female models are.
Enough of me being so small or short as my classmates keep saying. Of course Karen and Miley are always throwing it in my face, that they are the tallest in there classes and of course I am the smallest in mine, which un fortunately includes the girl's too.
Anyway before I get more side tracked now that you know a little bit of my goofy family. I can start telling you about everything. I guess my life started changing when the new neighbor's moved in next door to us. All the kids in my neighborhood didn’t want to play with me because I was so small and they would just tease me when they seen me at the park or wherever.
So when I see some new kids move in next door to us around my age or at least my height I thought I would meet them. I seen them playing outside on their swing set from my bedroom window and I figured no time like the present. I only had a week left of school and then our mommy was sending us off to summer camp so I didn’t have much time to meet the new kids on the block.
I can't wait for summer camp, no more being surrounded by girl's all day. Camp is really cool because the boy's we stay on one side of the lake and the stupid girl's stay all the way on the other side of the lake away from us.
I throw on my sneakers and socks and wearing just my basketball shorts which hang down past my knees and a Mickey Mouse tee shirt I went outside. I walked out my front door and I can see that there side of the fence was open so I walked over there.
The second I could see the two new kids they seen me and ran over to me while I was walking up to the open gate. “Hi I am Amy, I am 5-years-old, and this is my little brother Andy we just moved here, what is your name?”
“Hey I am not your little brother we are twins stupid.” I hear Andy saying as he punches his sister in the arm. “Yea I am Andy and like you guessed we just moved here and haven’t met any kids our age till we seen you.”
How do I tell them I am not there age I mean there only 5-years-old and I am 8-years-old. Oh well I don’t care there younger than me plus there both taller than me anyway. “Um hi yea I am Chris and um welcome to the neighborhood I guess. I am not really good with meeting new kids, um I like your swing set.” I say nervously.
“Oh why don’t you come and play with us its brand new, mommy and daddy bought it so we would be happy moving here.” Amy says while smiling at me. I smile back while moving my long hair out of my eyes as we talk. “Come on we need to stick together against Andy.” I look at her weird as she takes my hand and we start walking towards there back door.
Amy is wearing little tiny white shorts and a pink tank top and Andy is wearing Jean shorts and a spider man tee shirt that looks cool. “Mommy I met a new friend from next door and can we play on the swing set together?” I watch as a really pretty lady walks over to the sliding glass screen door and opens it as she looks at me up and down.
“Well I am Mrs. Taylor or you can call me Ms. Tina if you like. What is your name sweetie?” I am stunned at how pretty there mommy is and how she looks like a model like my mommy.
I feel Amy shake my hand snapping me out of my little trance. “Oh sorry I am Chris and it is nice to meet you Ms. Tina.” I say with my biggest smile.
“Well thank you sweetie it is a pleasure meeting you too Chrissie, is it okay that I call you Chrissie?”
Ms. Tina bends over to look me in the eyes and I could see her pink panties under her skirt as she was bending down but I didn’t want to stare. “Um yea you can call me that.” She is so pretty she can call me dirt and I would still be happy about it.
“Okay you girl's behave yourselves and don’t gang up on Andy okay?” What did she say, you girl's? I must of heard her wrong but she does want to call me Chrissie which is my name with the girly version that my sisters call me when there teasing me.
Well I am sure I am just imagining that. I don’t want to create a scene and make a big deal or no one will want to play with me like the other kids in the neirborhood. “Come on Chrissie I will race you to the swings, the last one there has to push the other; 1-2-3 go.” Amy takes off and I take off too running but she is a little faster and taller than I am so she wins.
“I knew I was faster than you Chrissie, because I am taller than you.” Great she is calling me Chrissie too. I will ignore her and then she will see it does not bother me her calling me that.
We turn and see someone by the open gate and I see it is my mommy. “Chris what are you doing, I was worried when I didn’t see you anywhere.”
“Oh sorry mommy I seen the new kids and I went over and they invited me to play on the swings.” I say while I smile but knowing I am in trouble.
Mommy has her hands on her hips staring at me. “Oh hi I am Tina we just moved in and I said it was okay for little Chrissie to come play with my twins.”
“Oh hi I am sorry I was going to come over with a meal to help out with welcoming you to the neighborhood. I know how hard it is to move and cook and I thought a meal would help I even made baked ziti so it’s easy.” Mommy continues. “I am Linda by the way nice to meet you. I am sorry, I am a little shaken not knowing were Chris was. I was heading to the mall, and seen Chris was nowhere to be found.”
Mommy looks over at me again. “I am sorry mommy and I don’t want to go to the mall and then food shopping. I am having fun with my new friends.” I say with my saddest face.
“Well if you want little Chrissie can stay here and play. I will be un loading a million boxes and Chrissie would actually help out by playing with the twins so they don’t kill each other.”
Mommy smiles. “Chrissie is such a pretty name I like it so much better than Chris. Well if you promise to be good Chrissie, I guess its okay with me but I will not be back for a few hours. Is that going to be okay Tina?”
“No problem we will eat your baked ziti and I am sure Chrissie will be just fine.” I smile hearing that I can stay over and play instead of wasting my day shopping with mommy.
Mommy smiles again when Ms. Tina says the name Chrissie when referring to me since I would always whine when my sisters would tease me by calling me the girly name. “Okay then it is settled then little CHRISSIE will stay here and I will enjoy shopping by myself. hehehe.” Mommy giggles as I hear mommy calling me Chrissie with a louder tone.
‘Yea Chrissie can play with us all day. Thank you mommy and thank you Ms. Lisa for letting Chrissie play with me, maybe later we can play Barbie's Chrissie.” Amy says and when I hear her saying we can play Barbie's I look over at mommy to save me.
Mommy smiles down at me. “Oh yes I bet that will be so much fun CHRISSIE to play Barbie's hehehe.” Mommy says giggling. “Now you be good playing Barbie's Chrissie for Ms. Tina and I will see you tonight okay?”
“Yes mommy, I will be good.” I say excitedly until I realize I will be playing Barbie's with the little girl.
Amy comes over and hugs me. “Maybe I will buy you a cute outfit like your new friend here.” Mommy stares at Amy hugging me.
“My name is Amy and I am 5-years-old. And that is my little brother Andy on the swings.” Everyone turns seeing Andy stop on the swings.
Andy puts his hands in the air. “I am not her little brother we are twins, and she is a stupid girl,” he says being mad and pouting.
“See what I mean about the twins Linda? Oh don’t worry about new outfits for little Chrissie; Amy has tons of old clothes we have no one to give too that she has out grown.”
I shake my head hearing Ms. Tina. “Isn't that great Chrissie you can have little Amy’s hand me downs I can't wait to see you trying them all on.” Great as mommy smiles at me thinking about me trying on little A