We arrived at "Lake Harmony English Academy"—a repurposed summer camp with leaky cabins and a whiteboard that smelled like permanent marker and regret. There were 40 students divided into levels: Beginner, Intermediate, Advanced, and "Parent-Child Bonding" (our group).
It was supposed to be a relaxing English camp. Just me, my mom (a.k.a. the walking thesaurus), and my friend, Leo. Leo isn’t just annoying. He’s professionally annoying. His hobby is correcting my grammar mid-sentence. His superpower? Sending voice notes that are 3 minutes long when a single “k” would do. eng camp with mom and my annoying friend who upd
He sat down.