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 Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 11:26 am
Cameron laughed, not sure if Alex was kidding or not. "Not me," he said simply, being completely honest. Never in his life had he gotten arrested. And if there had been any question, his parents certainly would've bailed him out of it with all the money that they had. Still, it did sound like a good idea, now that he thought of it, and if Alex was a professional, then why not? He stepped over next to him, taking an extra step towards the table, seeing if it's occupants would notice them at all. If they didn't, well, they would just have to make themselves more obvious. He grinned to himself; this would be quite interesting.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 11:42 am
Henry actually laughed at Odori's comment about his artwork. "No, it's not good," he said, looking down at his lunch, "it's just randomness." He didn't add that it wasn't just pictures either. There were original song lyrics that had been scratched out and corrected thousands of times, short stories of every genre, and notes of things to remember, checklists, girl's names written in cursive inside hearts - all of them now blotted out.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 12:02 pm
"Aww. But I wanted to see it." Rain said with her best puppy dog face, "Pleeaase. I promise I won't laugh even if they are as bad as you think they are which I doubt." Vaguely in the back of her mind Rain heard people coming but at the moment the thought of art was more amusing as was the fact he was shy around them. Trying to think what could embarrass him in the book she couldn't think of anything. There wasn't much in her life that she hid because even when people heard the truth they often didn't believe her.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 12:41 pm
With a smirk, Alex took a final swig of his soda before setting it down on a younger kids tray. With that, he looked back at Cameron, before making is way completely to the table. When the others still failed to notice him, he grinned again and rested his arms on top of Rains head and offered up a cheery smile. "Hello! Mind if we join ya?" he asked, motioning to himself and Cameron.
Odori laughed at the boys modestness about the notebook, before shrugging. If he didn't want to show them again then he didn't have to, but she had a feeling that Rain would not give up until she saw it. She turned to tease the girl, stopping at the sight of a boy leaning atop her head. She couldn't hold back the laughter at this as she watched, joyous tears pouring out of her eyes. She glanced from one boy to another, more interested in the one standing a little further back. "I don't mind so long as the others don't!" She grinned and looked at the other two, wondering what they would say.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 1:25 pm
Henry said nothing in response to Alex, and merely sipped at his orange soda. He didn't even glance at Cameron. He did glance at Rain though to see her reaction and if she'd let the table-crashers sit with them. He didn't feel Rain and Odori needed his ok (or lack thereof), it was their table, not his.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 1:29 pm
Cameron waited for a response from Henry, wary because of their earlier interactions and because of his look. Still, the girls sitting at the table greatly surpassed his wariness and he joined Alex on the other side of the table. "Well, I certainly hope that they don't mind," he said, placing his own glass down on the table in between the two girls. He grinned, a mixture of maliciousness and happiness. A strange mixture indeed. Most likely his presence would bother Henry, at least a little, but still, he was glad that he was accepted by at least one of the girls so far.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 5:12 pm
Rain stopped smiling when she felt a pressure on her head followed by a voice and another boy joining the table. Brushing whoever s arms they were off her head she said as sweetly as she could, "No I suppose I don't mind but if you touch me again I will be tempted to break your arm." Sliding over a little to put a little more distance between her and the other boy she didn't like to be touched or crowded. She rarely allowed it from the few people she knew much less those she didn't. It was no wonder she had been seen as a challenge by some of the guys at her old school. Motioning to the empty space as if to say be my guest, she might as well try to be friendly.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 5:33 pm
Cameron shrugged as Alex was pushed off, and then grabbed a chair and pulled up a spot next to Odori. "I suppose I shouldn't touch you either then," he said, not really sensing that it was a sensitive subject. He had never had any sort of problem with that, and as such didn't figure that it would be a problem for anyone else. He leaned against the front of the chair, pushing himself closer to the table and chugging down the rest of his soda.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 6:59 pm
"Hmm, I don't really care either way," she said, unusally pleased that he had chosen to sit next to her. With a grin, she watched as the other boy sat down next to Henry, somewhat unnerved by the girlishly sweet voice from Rain.
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Posted: Mon Dec 24, 2007 7:07 pm
Rain was glad the other seemed to have common since when he chose not to sit near her though he could have been less of a jerk about it. Just because it was obvious didn't mean she wanted people making comments like she was a horrible person. Strongly considering leaving, she wasn't much of a people person especially when it came to groups. Though she knew it was pessimistic she tended to view it as the more people the harder it would be for her to get away if things turned for the worse. Looking to the door she had already lost interest in both of the boys that had shown up. She had met their type a thousand times over and first impression showed them to be annoying more than interesting.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 11:19 am
Henry was beginning to feel uncomfortable with the situation. Both of the guys had decided to sit next to one of the girls. But he wasn't finished eating, so he munched on a cookie, waiting to see how the situation would unfold.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 11:24 am
Cameron saw that Rain was looking out the door and frowned slightly. Surely she wouldn't leave just because of there arrival? What an idiot... She had been the one of ones to invite them, after all. Shaking his angrier thoughts away, he turned back to Odori. "Well, since we're all situated I may as well introduce myself. I'm Cameron. You?"
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 12:12 pm
"Hurry up! I'm late!" Ayumi protested to her mom who had decided that she didn't need to ride in a bus like a normal teenager. "Lunch started exactly..." she looked at her cellphone clock. "Ugh, no reception!" Her mother laughed. "Don't worry so much - there's a digital clock on the radio." But Ayumi was worried. "Twenty minutes! I am twenty minutes late for lunch. I haven't been that late for anything in my life!"
A few minutes later she arrived at the camp entrance. Waiting there was a blonde-haired girl in maybe her twenties, waiting with a clipboard. "I'm going to be in trouble, aren't I?" Ayumi asked, twisting a reddish curl around her finger nervously. She had done her hair for the first day of camp, considering she figured she wouldn't get the time later. "Okay, I'm going in," she said, and opened the door to the passenger seat and stepped out. It smelled weird... like wood or something. Ayumi couldn't see why she was going to Camp Blackwood in the first place. Apparently her parents wanted her to be less 'materialistic', but wasn't that their fault?
"Hey, I'm Clarissa, one of your camp counselors," the blonde said as Ayumi's mom dumped all of her bags out of the trunk of the sportscar. Ayumi winced slightly - the bottom of the bags would be filthy now. You'll be in Cabin G2. May I direct you?"
Ayumi sighed. "Yes please. Can you help me carry some of my bags? I know it's not your job but..." she glanced back at the pile. Clarissa shook her head. "Sorry, that's not how things work here."
"That's okay, I'll put your things away," Ayumi's mom assured her. "You head on to lunch." She gave her daughter a hug goodbye.
"Thank you mom!" Ayumi said with a wide smile, hugging her back. That done, she ran off toward the cafeteria, turning around to wave at the door. She then walked in. It was small, meant for only twenty or so people. Right now she could only see five campers, and they were all grouped together. Well, at least the other teenagers here were friendly.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 2:35 pm
"Mom, why do I have to go to this stupid camp?" Isabelle moaned. She was sitting in the front seat of her mother's roadster, her feet curled up under her, on her way to camp. They had been late, of course, because of Isabella's protests to ride on a dirty bus. Her mother had finally succumbed and offered to drive her in her own car up the mountain.
"You'd know if you would've been paying attention, dear. Get your feet off the dash," her mother said gently. "And at least it's not one of those ones that you see in the horror movies, Belle."
"True, true," Isabella said, a smile playing on her lips. "I'm hungry though. I hope they have something good for lunch." She flipped open her slim, black cell phone and discovered the lack of reception with a sigh. "I suppose some of my stuff won't work here, huh?" she asked, looking back at her multi-colored bags.
"Probably not," her mother said, smiling to herself. A dismayed look from her daughter changed her opinion. "I'm sure most of it will, honey," she added, ruffling Isabella's hair.
"Thanks a ton for messing up my hair, Mom," Isabella said, playfully. She pulled a small, red bag from the trunk and used a mirror and brush to fix her long, curly hair.
A few minutes later they arrived at the camp, and Isabella saw a girl rushing towards one of the cabins as well as an extremely happy looking woman with a clipboard in hand. Her mother got out of the car and held the door open for her, letting in a rush of fresh air that smelled strange to Isabella's city-trained nose.
As Belle got out, her bags were getting heaved out of the back of the roadster. Letting her mom deal with the luggage, she walked up to the counselor. "Isabella Linkletter," she said, trying to look at the clipboard before awaiting her fate.
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Posted: Wed Dec 26, 2007 2:37 pm
"Hi, I'm Clarissa. You're... Isabella?" the counselor asked, checking her clipboard. "Yeah, okay. Isabella, you'll be in cabin G2 with our other late arrival, Ayumi."
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