Whistler. He’s coming for you. Рамиль Латыпов

I imagined. There are rows of nice little one-story houses, about ten, a lake with a river, a large administration house and a square for a fire and dances, a small one-meter statue of an angel boy with arrows in his hands and that’s it. How boring, but there is a forest nearby, where it is very convenient to hide and there are many secluded places for kisses, but I didn’t know with whom I would be there. But I hoped for a lot. Katya looked at me and smiled, she was happy and cheerful. My heart was beating like crazy. It’s good that I was able to pull myself together and smile back. I have plans. A friend poked me in the side, he likes to do that when I’m too busy thinking to answer.

      – Victor don’t fly in the clouds, we have a lot to do. Have you forgotten what we talked about yesterday?

      – Petya, how could I forget about your idea to call him and demand that one wish be fulfilled.

      – Yes, grandfather gave me everything I need, medallions for protection and chalk that he found on the expedition and a book of spells that will lead him to us.

      – Dal? – I asked doubtfully. Petka’s grandfather is the smallest old man Anatoly Viktorovich Kurochkin, an archaeologist. He has a whole collection of all sorts of rarities. He often showed them to us and told us a lot about how he found them, or received them on his expeditions. He has a whole museum at home and in the country. But he strictly ensures that we do not take anything. Grandpa knows that they are very dangerous in playful children’s hands, so he would not give them away just like that. I’m sure of it.

      – Well, I didn’t give it away, I took it myself.

      – That’s what I thought Petka. Your hands are slippery.

      – There is such a thing. – He laughed. – He himself often says that all of his will be mine in time. So I took a little ahead. He won’t even notice, and at least we’ll have something to do in this boring camp. And then here the boredom of death or really decided to mess around in this camp.

      I shook my head, I have a wish that I need to fulfill.

      – But how, is the ghost of «Whistler» here? I said in a terrible voice.

      – No, I have little hope for this bike. It was a long time ago, the ghost had already left. We need to call someone who will definitely come. And even more so, this is the ghost of a weakling who could not resist his mental deviations, you cannot agree with him.

      – Himself. – I said quieter. «But it’s so dangerous. Will we make it.

      – Yes. I grabbed a book from my grandfather this morning while he was sleeping. Lately, he’s given up on something. My friend took out a black book from his bag. She was so scary and almost screamed that she needed to be burned, the skin was soft to the touch, as if alive. We didn’t know what kind of leather it was made of, but the pattern on it scared me. The face screamed in horror and begged for help. How the author managed to convey all these emotions on the skin, I did not know, and did not want to know. But I hoped it wasn’t a real face.

      – He’s definitely coming. My friend winked. – I am sure of this, I must come and fulfill my innermost dream.

      You probably guessed what Petka’s dream could be.

      We arrived. We were taken out of the bus, and we went for the counselor and the witch with our things to settle in the houses. We walked merrily and laughed a lot, I love such moments when everyone is happy, now this is rare.

      – This is the boys’ house. – Said counselor Edward. The girls giggled. They don’t respect us at all. Seven of us all began to show biceps, it turned out well only for me and Petka. The girls just laughed at the other guys.

      – Don’t laugh girls. – The girl counselor came up. He doesn’t look older than twenty. A blonde with a great figure. How did she manage to become a counselor? Although I am very happy about this, like the entire male half of the camp. Every move she made enthralled us. She could easily become the girl of the month for any men’s magazine. Or earn money by acting in films for adults, she would not have run out of offers.

      – And here is our counselor for girls Julia. – Said the Witch, hugging the girl. She was clearly fond of her. It seemed strange to me. She treated very few people well. – This is my daughter, I decided to attach her here for the summer until I left to study in the capital again. She is in her second year at the Pedagogical University. She will become a teacher, just like her mother. My smart girl. – The teacher began to stroke her blond hair. How I wanted to pet her the same way. My face seemed to be too lewd because the witch got angry. – If anyone bothers or offends her, he will have to deal with me. She showed her fist. Everyone knew that her threat was not only in words, so they swallowed a lump in their throat. Although I did not leave hope despite the way she looks at me. And that I am a prominent guy and I can like such a beauty. Although I immediately erased these thoughts from my mind, I am still a child in her eyes and with this I will have to live on. I should try my luck with those closest to me. My eyes fell on Katya and Olya, to my surprise they were standing nearby and gossiping about something, looking at us. Maybe they’re talking about me? I wonder what?

      All the boys are gone. – Edward said, and we, in a purely male company, entered the house. It was spacious and clean. Ten beds, there’s a lot to do and dance and fool around. Everything is still untouched and so clean. But knowing my guys, it won’t be long. – Maintain cleanliness and do not litter. The schedule of duty will be posted on the door tomorrow, observe it and not shirk. You are the future of our great motherland, all hope is on you.

      – Something he painfully sad. I said quietly to my friend. He nodded.

      – Make your own beds. You have two hours to unpack and settle in. There is a prepared camp uniform and pajamas in the closet for you. It’s signed, so you can’t go wrong. If it gets dirty we have a laundry, I’ll show you later. Change then lunch and ruler. Meet the camp director and his chefs. Then go to the nurse, she will examine you. We don’t want slovenliness in the camp. I believe that we will have a fun summer guys. And now I’m gone. – He said cheerfully and closed the door, sighing heavily. He did this more than once in his life, he has experience in this matter.

      Then we realized that the time had come. Time to choose the best beds for yourself, no one wanted to sleep near the toilet, so we, pushing and fighting, took the beds, it was fun and my friend and I took places near the window. From them you can see the whole camp and the lake. And, of course, the house near which the girls were standing. I threw things on the bed and looked at them from the window. How beautiful they are when they stand with their backs to us. Especially counselor Julia, my new love. Although, as always in her youth, she is unrequited, but not devoid of romance and drama from this.

      – Again you fly in the clouds. – Habitually hit me in the side Petka. It is necessary to wean him from this habit that is harmful to me, I will find nothing, how to take revenge on him, then it will stop.

      – There is little. But you yourself see how beautiful it is here. Fresh air.

      At these words, the fat man Tolik, the son of the local gangster director of the vegetable market, loudly spoiled the air. It’s good that he doesn’t do that in front of the ladies. The worst thing is that he doesn’t even apologize for it. The smell in the house was disgusting.

      – Yes, Victor. The cleanest air I’ve ever smelled. Let’s open the window.

      But then we found out that all our windows were boarded up. Anyone in their right mind would board up windows, just as it is impossible.

      – Weird guys. Yegorka said. A smart and athletic guy with dark hair. His golden sweatshirt has been my envy since I saw it a month ago. My parents don’t have enough money for it. He is the son of a local funeral business. Profitable business by the way he dresses. We call him «The Gravedigger» behind his back in class. He is not offended by this and says that, having