Heather, the cheerleader, was about to make another appearance. “Okay guys, let’s get our stuff and make a break for the lodge. The faster we get our stuff out of the car, the faster we can get inside. Let’s go.”
Heather pushed the button to pop the trunk and then burst from the car, not waiting for her companions. She hurried to the back and was joined by Gary, Pete and Martina all trying to huddle under the protection of the popped trunk. Arms shot out and everything disappeared until Heather was left with her duffle bag which she pulled from the trunk. She closed the trunk hood and turned and ran right into one of the blue ponchos.
“Hi, I’m Lars. Let me help you with your bags,” said the blue poncho.
“Oh, okay thanks,” said Heather as she relinquished her duffle bag.
Heather followed him through the mud and away from the car. She hoped she’d be able to get her car out at the end of the week. Finally they made it to a stone path and she looked down at her shoes. She had been smart enough not to wear her ballet flats but her tennies hadn’t fared very well either. What she should have worn was her rubber boots! She looked up just in time to run into the blue poncho who had paused to open the door to the lodge.
“Oh sorry,” said Heather, flustered that she’d been pondering her shoes and not watching where she was going.
“No problem,” said Lars as he removed the hood of his blue poncho and ducked into the lodge.
Heather almost fell over. He was gorgeous. Blond, tall, beautiful features and blue eyes to boot. This week definitely just got better. “Eye candy is always a plus when business is involved,” thought Heather. She smiled to herself. There would be perks to being the office cheerleader this week.
“What was your name again?” asked Heather. She hadn’t remembered when he’d just been blue poncho guy but now that he was gorgeous blue poncho guy he needed a name.
“Nice to meet you Lars, I’m Heather.”
Heather saw Martina out of the corner of her eye making a beeline for them, she’d already entered the lodge. Heather realized she must have just seen Lars.
“Oh Heather, you look like a drowned rat. Come on in by the fire,” said Martina.
Martina was nothing if not subtle. Heather let herself be led to the fire by Martina who was carrying on a conversation with Lars. She managed to find out in three minutes or less that he’s a Capricorn, has a master’s degree in natural sciences and has worked here for the last three years, plus he doesn’t like cats. Martina can really get the info. Heather sat down by the fire and enjoyed the heat both from the fire and from Lars. Heather looked around and everyone had made it into the lodge.
The other blue poncho guy called everyone over to the fireplace and introduced himself as John. He was probably in his fifties and very business like. He gave everyone their room assignments and told them to meet back in 30 minutes in the dining room which could just be seen through double doors to the right of the fireplace. He also told them there was no cell service or internet available at the camp. They had one phone and one computer with specific times and a schedule which they would be signing up for after returning from their rooms. Everyone looked very shocked. They all hoped the world wouldn’t fall apart while they were at camp!
Heather grabbed her bag, which Lars had deposited next to her, and headed up the stairs to find room number 8. It was to be her home for the next week!
Check back tomorrow to see how the team building exercises go!