I meet the Außenseiters

I immediately spun around to see the girl who spoke to me.

"Oh hello zhere Fraulein. My name is Victor Krüger. Pleasure to make your acquaintance."

I extended my hand to the girl expecting her to shake it. Americans shook hands right? I looked around at the camp.

"Oh goodness me. It seems I'm lost. Vould you be able to show me around here? I'm new to zhis camp. And to zhis country."

The girl seemed rather friendly. I then noticed something in her hand.

"You fancy yourself a drink? Remind me to take you to Berlin some time."

I chuckled. We Germans were notorious for our drinks. Mostly beer but our wine wasn't too bad.

"your Dad?"

I was rather intrigued by this.

"Who's your Dad? I never met my father."

This wasn't too big a deal to me so I said it quite casually. Because like I said, I never met him. So why would I be sad about a stranger? Nonetheless I approached the big house steps in hopes I could meet the man who my mother said would help me. I knocked on the door in 4 sets of 2. I had OCD so I tended to have multiple patterns during the day. Routines that had to be done every day.

I stopped my knocking and looked in the window. He wasn't there. Must've been out I guessed. I then turned back to the girl. What she said threw me off. I raised an eyebrow.

"Dionysus? Gods and Goddesses? I never vould've pegged you for a Pagan. I don't judge. But could you please do me a favor and show me zhe ropes. Herr Chiron doesn't appear to be home at zhe moment and I don't know vhere anything is. I could use some help."

He paused for a moment.

"Though I do have one question Fraulein. Vhat did you mean by Dionysus is your father?"

I was dumbfounded.

"I am perfectly aware of sexual reproduction Fraulein. Vhat I am not aware of is how Dionysus, a Greek God who doesn't exist, could be your father."

People say I'm too blunt with them. Maybe. Maybe. But I saw it as I'm being clear of my intentions.

"And I assure you, my brain is perfectly functioning. I happen zo be an engineering genius. I can build anything. But I'm pretty sure zhat's because zhe machines tell me vhat to do. Back in Berlin, I built a siege cannon at age 8. Couldn't fire it though. Mother says veapons are too dangerous for children. But enough about me, is your brain functioning? From your story and eye movements, you either believe what you're saying and believe I'm stupid or you've suffered a stroke."

Most likely the latter. I wasn't stupid by a long shot. 4.0 grade point average and the skills of a master Craftsman pretty much denied all that.

I couldn't help but chuckle a little.

"You must really zhink I'm stupid huh? I know very well that this is a summer camp in America. New York I believe the city is called. And what'd you mean screwed up life? My life is great. Between school and my special projects, life couldn't be happier. You're starting to concern me Fraulein."

I frowned.

"Avhile? Vell I guess I did come here' for a new start. I suppose I could give zhis a listen."

I sat down and checked my watch. I had time. As she prepared to give me some long story, I patiently waited for her explanation.

"So please tell me vhat exactly I've done vrong."