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The female tossed and turned in bed. Sleep was almost impossible for this rebelious teen. She growled under her breath as her mom came into her room; waking her up. Well, not exactly waking her up. Besides, she wasn't asleep. But laying down. She did plan on being lazy today.. Until her parents told her she's going to camp for her behavor. She chuckled a little, taking it as a joke. "Shut the hell up and close my door." She said, putting a pillow over her head. "Wait, what do you mean im going. ******** you." She said, chuckling; while she closed her eyes. They we're crazy if they thought she was going. The female rather spend her time at home smoking mary jane.


A little bit later her mom came in, dragging Jordan out of bed. "Mom, leave me alone." She said, and soon enough was up and out of bed. "I hate you all." She explained, throwing the middle finger up to the world. But she sorta had no choice now. She threw her clothes in a big suitcase angerly; while mummbling colorful words at her parents.

It's not her fault she's rebellious. She hasn't had the best childhood life someone her age should have. She is a big partier.

She used to be the little 'make good grades, goody two shoe type.' But now shes so much more, shes the 'fighting smoke weed everyday.' She sorta put the blame on her home life. Her mom and dad devorced, then her mom remarried a horrible head banger dad. Who also thinks the beatles are still in style. Poor dad. She was finished packing. The female also had a right mind to unpack then go to sleep.


The female walked into the shower, and quickly undessed herself. She jumped into the shower, and watched the blue from her hair drizzle down the sink. A sigh approached her lips, as she began thinking about this. Maybe its not so bad right? Would if she finds someone there she is actually excited about there presence. The female would be okay with it if she knew who all was coming. But it was suposed to be her ex friends there also.


The female squealed a little as she got shampoo in her eyeballs, and reached for a towell, pulling down the whole curtans. "s**t." She yelled, and still had soap in her eye. The female got tangled in the curtians, and slipped. Luckily it didn't hurt, she managed to untangle herself, and put the curtans pole back on, with her eyes closed. That takes some ninja skills. She whipped the remaning soap buds out of her eyes, rubbing them gently. Then she heard her mom call to see if she was okay.


"I'm fine mom, i got in a wrestling fight with the curtans." She called down to her mom, and finished up her shower. Once she was done, the raven haired female stepped out, and dryed herself off. She threw on her clothes. (found in the image picture.) And ran a hand threw her wet hair; frustrated. Today has already started out to be a bad day. What next? Was she going to get eletricated by her blow dryer. She sighed, plugging it in. Of course she expected to feel a shock, but surpistingly, nothing. She proceeded with her messy hair.


After about fiveteen minutes of blowdrying and straightening her hair; she was complete. Jordan put the oversized pinkish bow in her hair, and grabbed her car keys to her Ford Focas, and walked out of her house; not even bothering to tell her parents she was leaving. Jordan arrived at the house a couple hours later, and walked in the beat up camp. She saw a couple familar cars "Damn." She mummered, walking in the house






xoxo
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[Sonic_Kaos]

『 Y o ʀ к 』 - 『 W α ʟ ʟ a c e 』

Love is a promise, whispering 'good-bye'

Dull eyes of chocolate brown stared out of the window which a typical summer sky greeted him as the young man sat lazily, perched on his windowsill as he brought the cigarette to his mouth, tasting the familiar taste of rat poison among other things. "Today's the day I go to that camp..." In all honesty he wasn't looking forward to it, having to take lessons in the art of behaving in an orderly conduct; why couldn't someone just pull a gun to his noggin' and get it over with?. But despite his distaste of the idea of going he couldn't help but be curious;

Just what goes on in a camp such as this one?

York Wallace loved the outdoors so he hoped that he would at least be able to have the time to explore, he was a young, curious teen after all; there were things that he couldn't break out of.

Speaking of breaking...

"York! Unlock this door this instant!" a voice called out on the other side of the door to his bedroom which was accompanied by a rapid succession of rather loud banging. He could only let out a irritated sigh, this happened all the time...

"It's open, just push the damn door!" he shouted back as the voice went silent, the sound of the door knob being handled remained for a while before the door swung open. And there standing in the arch way was his sister (He wouldn't acknowledge her as the eldest, she was only older than him by an hour dammit!). His eyes trailed down her arm which; as he suspected held a half empty bottle of Johnny Walker; she was drunk...again.

"Jesus York, when are you 'gonna stop smoking?" it seemed she wasn't completely drunk this time, at least she could string a coherent sentence without passing out in his room. "I could ask the same for you 'Miss Bottle Fairy' " he let out an amused laugh at the annoyed expression which graced her face before she went quiet once again. Curious at her strange behavior (well...stranger than usual) he stood up from the windowsill as he watched his twin sister put down her bottle as she slowly walked towards York before wrapping her arms around him, realization of the situation dawned on his face as he snaked his arms around her as well.

"It's going to be lonely here..." his sister muttered.

"I'll be back before you know it" he sighed, she wasn't convinced.

"I worry about you, your the only family I have left...ever since mom and dad died you've been staying out late and getting into fights and stuff, If something happened to you I-" she was cut of from finished her sentence as York sighed once again.

"I'll be fine, you'll be alright as well...with the inheritance they left us we can live off of it for the rest of our lives, and our friends are here as well so they'll keep you company." he could feel her nod on his shoulder; he was significantly taller than her.

"Besides, I don't get into much trouble with the fights I get into..." he wondered if that was a bad thing to say...

"'Much?' you sent the last guy into a coma!" curse his luck.

"His fault for being close to a wall, besides ex-boyfriends of yours should get much worse" his sister laughed. "Yeah, I guess he deserved that one...stupid jerk...".

It was York's turn to laugh "See?, all turned out for the better" they remained in each other's arms for a moment longer before letting go. "If it makes you feel better, I promise I'll try not to get into many fights alright?" she could only nod; he could tell she was fighting back the tears. "Alright, I should get going...no time like the present I suppose" he nodded as he went over to his bed and picked up his bags as they both headed downstairs to the front porch where his bike sat, waiting to be ridden.

Fastening his bags into the bike and checking that they weren't going to fall off he turned to face his sister who gave him a small smile. "I'll message you at least one every day just to know your okay, I expect you to reply" they embraced once more before York hopped on and rode off to the camp site.

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"Is this...it?" he thought dryly to himself as he parked his bike along side the cars; he was pretty sure this was the place; his sense of direction was very accurate after all, it was rare for him to get lost.

Unfastening his bags off his bike he threw one of his shoulder and began making his way to the cabin which marked 'boy's'. Why was he feeling a sense of dread; was something going to happen in his camp?.

With both his hands full he kicked the door open, walking inside he took a look around; not bad in his opinion. "Er...hello?" his voice echoed in the room, was he the first guy to arrive?.

ll o o c: Ah, sorry If this post isn't bright of decorative enough; I suck at making pretty posts [/sweatdrop]

[Goodbye S u f f e r i n g]

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- - ► // One chance, two lips, free falling;

xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx- - ► // We're about to lose our grip now. //

● c a l l a f e y t a y l o r;; A pair of large smokey blue eyes, which were currently blood shot and all squinty against the brightens of the sun coming through the thin curtains at the window across from her. The girl groaned quietly as she rolled over and bumped into another figure which she was currently sharing the bed with. There was a male lying on his stomach, his back chiseled nicely which muscle and tone. He was passed out cold, mouth slightly open and the sound of a dead sleep coming from his mouth in long deep breaths. That's when she realized that she was also not wearing a shirt, and she lifted the covers a tad bit to see that both of them were actually totally naked. Out of the corner of her eyes, she glanced at the sleeping male and then a smirk appeared across her face. I wonder what we got up to last night... The girl sneered as she climbed out of the bed to find her clothing from last night and preform the morning dip like she always did with every other guy she had slept with before. But she soon realized that would be harder than usual as because she recognized this room, which meant that instead of going to the males house last night, she had slept at her older besties house. She let out a sigh as she pulled on her clothes clumsily because she was still sort of drunk, and tried, as best as she could, to step over the bodies that layered the floor. They must have had one hell of a party last night.

● A couple minutes later, something happened that the girl thought would never happen in a million years. She had been cleaning her face, and removing her make up when her cell phone starting vibrating like mad. She looked down at the caller id and saw her mom's number appear across the screen. [******** that..." She mumbled to the phone, sliding it back into her a** pocket as she ran some product through her hair to make it all shiny and de-tangly. That's when the unthinkable happened.

● Suddenly, there was a loud knock on the bestie's front door, but it was more of a bang than a knock. "Calla Fey Taylor!..." A female voice yelled, clearly pissed off. "Get your a** out here, NOW!..."

● The tone of the woman's voice made Calla's skin crawl and her body to jerk back farther away from the door even though she was in the bathroom and not in front of it. There was more banging before it stopped, but there was still the sound of a shoe tapping the front porch impatiently. I'm dead... She thought to herself as she walked out of the bathroom and grabbed her brown swede backpack from the hallway hanger and opened the front door to reveal her mother standing with her hands on her hips, clearly not impressed.

● Ten Minutes Later . . . "But MOM?!..." Calla started to whine, as the two drove down the highway, after her mother explained to her where she was taking her. "There's no buts Calla, you need to get outside into nature with other teens YOUR age..." Her mother told her sternly. "There will be no access to alcohol or drugs at this camp and you will be able to sober up enough to realize what you have been doing with your life for the past two years..." Calla had turned from a straight A student who got a long with her mother, to staying out late, not coming home and when she did come home she was either high or drunk. Now, she had her arms crossed over her chest, and turned away from her mother staring out the window at the passing scenery. "I hate you..." Calla hissed at her mother, anger clear in her voice. Her mom had shone up randomly at her friends house with a packed suitcase full of her stuff and then pretty much blackmailed and kidnapped her. She had left her beloved black jeep wrangler at the house, so now she had no where to go.

● At the camp, Calla's mom got out of the car and walked to the truck getting Calla's bag out and then walking to the passenger side of the car yanking open the door and pulling her out of the car. Calla picked up her bag, flipped the middle finger up at her mother before sticking her tongue out at the disappearing car. [******** you!..." She screamed at the distancing car, before she turned on her heels and followed the signs to the camps docks, ignoring the signs leading towards the girls cabin. At the docks, Calla left her suitcase by a tree on solid ground and walked down the wood planked path and sat down at its edge, with her feet dangling off just above the water. She dug into her bag and pulled out a cigarette which she immediately lit and placed between her lips, sucking back the soothing smoke that would eventually kill her. She was not happy about being at the rotten camp, she did not know what or who she would see here but she didn't care, she had at least remembered to put the rest of her tequila and joints in her backpack which she had slinged over one shoulder


o u t f i t ;; what im wearing atm.
t u n e s ;; what im listening to/thinking of atm.
o o c ;; ello! :3

[IXSaenaeXI]

A pale thin girl stared out her mothers car window, glowering down out at the bright green grass that seemed to point and laugh her while bending in the slightly breeze. She couldn't believe what her mother was doing to her. Inella had a job she had been planning to do, for the mayor of the damn town she lived in, gonna paint a picture on there babies wall, and now she had to wait till after this damn camp. She didn't understand, and clearly her mother didn't understand her. This camp was where all the bad kids went. And Inella was not a bad kid. Not at all, she got a's and b's, she participated in school activities, had a scholarship lined up in the area she wanted to grow up to do. But no... Kiss one guy and the picture is posted everywhere, causing her mother to believe she was a floozy just because she couldn't recall the guys name...

Sighing she darted a nasty look over to her mother, her dark blue eyes glinted with a brief moment of hate. Taking and exasperated sigh, trying to get her mothers attention, but she hadn't talked to her much. She knew she was under a lot of stress, even more so with her fathers attorney pressing her into signing the divorce papers...
Couldn't believe what her father did to her family...

The car finally slowed as it grew closer to the camp and she knew already it was going to be bad... she was catching glimpses of her old friends...
"No mom please don't make me stare here... Even York is here... And Scarlet..." Inella quietly begged her mother, who ignored her plead as she parked the car.
"Don't be silly Nelly, there your friends, and you need to get your act straight, your pack is in the trunk, I baked some cookies for you to give to your friends, and I want you to know I love you," she spoke, in such a sickly peppy way, that while she leaned forward to kiss Inella's forehead she groaned, rolling her eyes.

"I love you too..." she said, climbing out of the car to grab her bags. Like her mother said, there was a zip lock of cookies on top of the bag she had packed. Slinging it over her shoulder and giving glances around the camp... Maybe this wouldn't be so bad... But she doubted it...

Inella waved to her mother before she looked down at her sheet, telling her where to go to find her cabin. She looked up in time to see a girl walking into one and sighed...
"Looks like I'm heading there..." Inella said as she moved forward to open the door.


Location: Just inside the cabin.
Outfit. Red and black plaid shirt tied in a knot with a black tank top underneath. Tight dark jeans and bright red converse. Hair braided and basic Eyeliner and mascara.
OutOfCookies: HELLO!!!! smile

[Stop Gawking]

❣ It started out with a kiss, how did it end up like this ? ? ?
xxxxxxxxxxxxxIt was only a kiss, it was only a kiss

xxxxNow I'm falling a s l e e p, and she's calling a c a b ☎
xxxxxxxxxWhile he's having a smoke ﹌, and she's taking a drag

Two baby blue eyes with a tint of gray popped opened as the male moved around in his bed under the soft warm covers that were soon tossed onto the floor. He curled up once his arms felt a cold chill; instead of it being the wind it was actually his Father standing at his doorway giving him a glare. "Get your a** up son, time to go to camp." his dad had said in a serious tone like way. All Mikey did as a response was groan, of course Mikey wasn't his actual name it was Michael, but he preferred Mikey. After hearing his Fathers footsteps walk away the boy soon sat up and stretched out his arm, about to go shower and then pack his things. Sure it would've been a lot easier on him if he had done it the other night, but he was busy last night; he was writing poems of all sorts to express how he felt.

He soon stood up after sitting there for a few minutes knowing that if he didn't get up his dad would come back in here and pretty much scream in his face or maybe more. This boy here didn't exactly have a perfect childhood like others, both his parents had divorced and the Father blamed it on Mikey. It was obvious that there was a little hatred toward the male from his dad, but he knew he loved him, somewhere deep down inside. His feet walked him across the hall and inside the bathroom as he soon began to strip his clothes. Once done with this, he stepped inside the shower soon feeling the cold water hit his back which turned into nice hot steamy water afterwards. He stayed in there for almost 30 minutes, taking his time knowing that once he was done he'd have to go to some camp.

For some reason his dad was taking him there, it was a camp for mostly the misbehaved or troubled; Mikey was not either of those. Sure He stayed in his room most of the time, never really talked to anyone, or tried to make friends, but he was a good kid. Okay maybe he wasn't that normal, he smoked a little at times, but that was it; besides who doesn't smoke now a days? He shook his head while stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around his waist, Mikey was kind of skinny and tall; he wasn't muscular or that manly. The boy did have a few girlfriends once, but they kind of just played him off and used him. After that, he just stopped talking to girls and other people, he didn't trust anyone as you can see.

He walked back into his room and dried off, throwing the towel on the ground as he pulled some clothes out and stuffed them into his bag and slipping another piece of clothing onto his bare naked body. He hurried up and finished packing, also throwing in his notebook and special pen, before walking out of his room and down the hallway and out the door to where his dad was waiting in the car. Mikey held a sigh in as he tossed his things in the back with him; he didn't dare sit up front with his Father. He soon decided to close his eyes to give them a break and a little rest, but that was when the older middle aged male turned the volume to the radio up pretty loud. All the boy did in return was roll his eyes, he knew that he had done that on purpose.

After just laying there with his eyes closed, the car soon stopped meaning that they had arrived; oh joy was all that could be thought of. He stepped out of the car and grabbed his things waving to his Father as he drove off. Kind of an assy move there; driving off and not even saying goodbye. Mikey had started thinking while rubbing his forehead and walking off to one of the cabins that read 'Boys' and walked inside the cabin. On the way inside the large wooden place, he had seen a few girls get out of their car, some whiny, some obedient. All he did was ignore that and walked by everyone who was already there and took a seat dropping his things on the floor.

outfit { Clothes

O o c : : Helllo. xp

[Khaotic-Tom]

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------- ⋘ The car ride was a bit lengthier then Leon had anticipated, and that may or may not have been directly related to him getting lost a couple times. He wondered to himself for a moment why his parents let him drive himself there to begin with. He was pretty bad at following directions and often got distracted by things. He had stopped a couple times on his way to the camp to climb a particularly good looking climbing tree. Falling out of trees was kind of a bad habit for him. While other smoked or snorted or whatever it was kids do now a days, he climbed trees. ⋙

------- ⋘ With one last turn Leon had finally made it to his destination. He happily exited the cramped vehicle that had been his tomb for the past hour or so and stretched. His back cracked along with his neck and Leon let out a satisfied sigh. He then turned his attention back towards his car. He was once again he was hit with conflicted feelings on what his time would be like here. He took a deep breath in and couldn’t help but smile at the fresh smelling air. He grabbed his bag out of the back of his car, locked it, and started to make his way to what he assumed to be the cabin he’d be staying in. It looked like a couple other people might already be here, judging by a couple cars he saw in the parking lot. Leon saw a girl saying goodbye to her parents before heading up the cabin and thought he might have already seen someone else enter. ⋙

------- ⋘ He let out a hum as his eyes traveled around the area, slowly letting the reality of it sink in. He walked in a sort of silly matter, half dancing to the sort of song that came from the buzzing of his lips. He added a couple turns and such to get in a better survey of the area before he was met with the door of the cabin. He stared at it for a second, taking a deep breath and letting it out slowly as he opened it. The cabin wasn’t anything to grand or special. One side was designated for the girls, the other the guys. It wasn’t too huge but it wasn’t exactly small by any means either. His humming had stopped and he almost felt a bit nervous now. He turned to enter the guy’s side of the cabin and walked through to see some people had already arrived.⋙

------- ⋘ “’Ello Governor.” Leon said with an English accent and a silly smile. He took a second to decide on a bed before he dropped his bag onto one of them and sat down. The room had a pretty high ceiling and a couple different large windows. He frowned a bit as the itchy blanket from the bed poked at him through his jeans. He was glad he had brought one if his own so that he could swap them out. Leon hoped that they might even go camping sometimes instead of spending all of their nights in the cabin. It would seem a shame to give up an evening out in such a spacious place. He let out a soft smile as he remembered the days where he’d campout in the backyard with his brother before they had built the fort. They even had bonfires in the backyard, with s’mores of course. Leon opened his bad and started rummaging through his things, taking them out and getting settled for his stay.⋙

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[GoNutsPwderDonuts]

Marceline ❦ Nicole ❦ Landon

'Sometimes it feels like we’ve run out of luck,
When the signal keeps on breaking up,
When the wires cross in my brain,
You’ll start my heart again...

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The mass of blankets moved as a shrieking alarm went off. A head poked out from underneath the blankets. The female then groaned and tossed the blankets aside. She had dark brown hair and light brown eyes. Her hair was down to her lower back, she said she would not cut her hair untill it got to the point where it would be hard to take care of. Her name is Marceline Nicole Landon, Nicole being one of her relatives names.

Marceline yawned and stretched as she got out of bed. She smiled and headed for the shower. It was early and she knew that it was the day that she had to go to camp. She didnt know if she was to hate it or like it. She has never been to camp before. After she stepped out of the shower, she wrapped an towel around her cold skin and made her way back to her room. She then got dressed and brushed her long hair, leaving it down, of course.

When she was all dressed and ready, she went downstairs to the kitchen and that is where she saw her parents. Her father was siting at the kitchen table and reading news paper as he drank his coffee. The smell of food filled the kitchen as her mother cooked up an nice breakfest. Her mother then looked over at her and smiled. "I thought i would make you a nice breakfest before you leave, this might be the only decent meal you will get to eat" Her mother told her. Her mom was always paranoid about stuff, sometimes Marceline thought she smoked the green because of how paranoid her mother tended to get. Marceline laughed a little and sat down at the table as her mother put an plate infront of her. Bacon, eggs, toast, basic breakfest.

"Thanks for the breakfest." Marceline told her mother after she finished eating. Her father then put down his news paper and stood. "Ill take you to the camp as soon as you get your luggage in the car." He told his daughter. Marceline nodded and went upstairs to get her things. They were the ones that were making her go to the camp. She guessed they wanted her to learn a few more things or something. As soon as her things were put in the car, they were off, heading to the camp that she was doomed to live in.

It took an hour to get there and to Marceline if felt like forever. She hugged her parents goodbye and then she was by herself, trying to carry her heavy bags at where they needed to be.

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Try to leave a light on when I’m gone,
Something I rely on to get home,
One I can feel at night
A naked light, a fire to keep me warm.'

[x-RainbowMonkey]

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There in the middle of a decent size bed layed Ryan,widened eyed staring at the ceiling.She sighed it was like this the whole night.She was just waiting for the alarm to go off.She turned on her side and regretted it,her trailed over to the bags by her door.She had a problem with taking back to her elders.She wasn't a bad kid she just didn't liked being told what to do.Doesn't any teen hate that?She growned as the annoying sound of her alarm ring through her room.Ryan extended her arm and hit the off button,and jumped out of bed.Looking around once at her room she grabbed a towel and headed off to go take a shower.

She took her sweet time,she really had no rush to go to camp.Ryan stood in the shower for a bit letting the warm water run down her legs.She wrapped a towel around herself as she stepped out carefully."Ryan!!!Hurry up" She heard from the outside of her door.She walked over to her radio and set it on high volume.That was another problem.Ryan mangled to smile as she got dressed.After finishing her hair and makeup,Ryan grabbed her bags and headed for down stairs.She set her bags at the bottome of the staircase.Her hands balled up into fists when she saw the smirk on her step sisters face."What the hell are you smiling about!?" she growled.Her step sister's smirk just grew wider,she enjoyed ticking her off."Well Since your gone I got full access to you room...and since when did smiling become a rule?" she replied.

Ryan rolled her eyes and opened her mouth to say something,but closed it with a look from her mom.She watched her mom pick up her bags and signal her toward the door.She followed behind and flipped her step sister off before stepping out the door.The car ride was akward.She didn't know what to say to her mother.It wasn't her fault it was her new husband's fault.After all it was his idea.She sighed loudly as the place she was to stay finally poped up.When her mother shut off the engine Ryan stepped out to go collect her bag.She looked at her mother standing there."Bye Mom." she said with a small smile.Ryan almost went purple when she felt her mother's crushing hug.Was she crying?Ryan looked around."Mom...Not breathing here..." Ryan muttered as she struggled for air,until her mother let go.

"Sorry hun,I'll miss you....text me sweetie." she replied with a smile.Ryan nodded and turned around and startled walking.Did her mom even know how to text?Ryan couldn't help but laugh a little as she startled to remeber that last her mom texted her.She didnt know half of what she was saying.After asking where she was supposed to go she headed for the girls' cabin.She wondered if there were people there already.Ryan pulled a curious face on as she opened and walked in.

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[iLlamaluvr]

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❃ აαмαитhα єzяα ჩαℓє ❃
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You think I'm pretty without any make-up on
You think I'm funny when I tell the punch line wrong
I know you get me, so I let my walls come down, down

Sleep the most precious gift that could be given to any human being sad thing is even the slightest movement could awaken even the deepest of sleepers, just like Sam. With the sounds of cases being packed and two maids turning down her sheets to awaken the slumbering teen. Turning over in her bed she glanced at the women, pulling the sheets back over her head and rolling to the side. "Can't you just leave me alone for ten more minutes." She groaned, covering her eyes as the window was open to let the sun in. Taking a look around her room you could never tell a teenage girl lived there, everything had a place and everything was in its place. Finally getting the young women out of bed the maids finished their tasks leaving her to tend to her daily tasks.

Once everyone left her room Sam yawned walking over to her closet to see the only outfit she had left that wasn't packed. Her maids had good taste so she didn't argue, pulling the clothes and matching shoes out she set them on her bed glancing over them quickly before picking out a set of Earrings and a Beret. "Not bad need to go shopping for new pumps though." Samantha commented shrugging her shoulders as she made her way into the bathroom, turning on the cool water, stripping down out of her pajama's and tossing them into the hamper before stepping into the shower. Letting the warm water wash over her as she cleaned herself. Standing in the shower Sam also known as Samantha Hale leaned against one of the walls, this summer she was to go to camp and spend time with other people she would soon be calling her "friends" just thinking about the whole thing made her feel awkward, hopefully they wouldn't judge her by her appearance and get to know her first.

Sighing to herself as she got out of the shower, she quickly brushed her hair and got dressed while the butlers were loading her things into the limo. It wasn't always like this for Sam, she was just another poor girl on the street before her father changed his life and became a big shot lawyer and her mother a surgeon who just started pouring in cash after a few years. Not only changing themselves but their children as well, before all the money came into play Samantha and her three older brothers were just another set of siblings on the street. Playing with chalk and football in the yard for fun, the lived in a middle class neighborhood, and went to normal school like everyone else. But it all changed when parents got money in their pockets, weekly fashion shows for Samantha, flying around the world for James, Shoe Design company for Jake, and finally Harvard paid in full for Nick. With all of her siblings out of the house and only coming back for vacations it was no wonder her parents wanted her out of the house.

Grabbing a granola bar and her phone Samantha walked out of the house and into the limo that was awaiting her on the curb. Her parents were no where to be found possibly out for breakfast or work, where they always seemed to be. Rubbing her shoulder Sam picked up the Starbucks and Bluetooth that the driver was holding a she got into the back seat and looked out the window. In no time what seemed to change from three storied mansions with Bentley's and green lawns was forest and little creatures. Rolling down her window to take in the air Sam smiled as the camp came into play, but once the limo stopped and the door opened she stepped out to feel a gust of wind blow past her face. Taking a deep breath as the driver got her things ready to fallow her she nodded signing in and was directed to the front of the camp. Looking back at her driver Sam smiled. "See you at the end of the summer Leo." without a second glance he smiled, hugging Samantha before returning to the car. "I will be here waiting for you when it ends Miss, have fun and don't let them push you around." Nodding at this statement Sam pulled her two cases behind her and then holding her shoes in the other as she pulled them across the earthy floor, as she made her way to the girls cabin and stepped inside.

A couple of girls where already their, and by the looks of it some of them were familiar almost as if they were from school. Turning to the side Sam set her things on the bottom bunk closest to the bathroom and started unpacking, Her luggage was ones that you bring on a ship that house all of your clothes, shoes, accessories, and personal items you would need for a lengthy trip. Pulling one of her boxes apart it formed into a small closet looking thing, that slid right in with the other two so it was out of the way. Making her bed Sam looked around quickly before finishing her mundane task, it was going to be an awkward summer indeed.


(OCC: I'm sorry it took so long to post I was in the hospital for three days.)

You make me feel like I'm living a teenage dream
The way you turn me on, I can't sleep
Let's runaway and don't ever look back
Don't ever look back

I'ma get your heart racing in my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight
Let you put your hands on me in my skin-tight jeans
Be your teenage dream tonight

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