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Interlude: You May Say I’m a Dreamer Leslie suddenly found himself back on the bus... except this one was full of boys! This was the right bus! Had the last few days just been a really bad dream? Leslie looked down at his clothes, they were the clothes that he had arrived with! And his fingernails were dirty and bare, just as they had been before Kendra painted them! Finally! The bus quickly arrived at camp, and he was assigned to a cabin, the correct cabin, and he excitedly started to unpack his bag alongside his three cabin-mates. Leslie could finally put that unpleasant girly stuff behind him. Though he felt a small pang of sadness that Kendra, Nora and Annie weren't real. They’d been good friends. As he opened his bag, his heart sank. Inside weren't his clothes... it was the other Leslie's, the clothes from the girl's camp. "See, I thought Leslie was a girl's name." one of his cabin-mates chuckled. "Are you sure you didn't get on the wrong bus?" another one laughed. "Wait 'til