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Pathetic.... that's something she had only been called by one other person before, and it wasn't because of her music.
She not-so-carefully shoved the guitar back on its stand, and tried very hard not to smack the man in the face on her march toward the door (succeeding only because his foot was out just enough for a good stomping).
The only logical reason she oculd see for his rudeness was a test, to see how dedicated one was to music... an odd way to run a camp. Perhaps playing something to a real crowd would make her feel better?
She headed for her car and got her acousitc back out of the boot, and headed once more for the common area. So the note had said to play it in her cabbin... what's the worst that could happen?

After Tamara left, Jeff saw nothing else of interest.

"Gosh, this place is really empty... I guess I'll go back to the cabin"

As he reached the front door, he heard a light snoring sound coming from the interior of the room.

Huh, I guess I have a roomate. Let's go see who it is...

He opened the door to see a boy snuggled under the covers. Not wanting to bother him, Jeff opened up his music and started studying it...

Eddie walked towards the main building of the camp, muttering something to himself about how long a walk it had been. His car had broken down last week, so he didn't really have another alternative. He glanced at the paper pasted on the window as he reached the building, quickly noting that he was housed in Cabin #7. Eddie was in no rush to get to his quarters, though... He was pretty sure he was late anyway. He set down his bag, slumped to the ground, and leaned against the building. "Eh, I'll find it after I rest a bit...."

Upon arriving at the common area, she was greeted by an ecstasy of sound. All sorts of different people with almost every kind of instrument currently available were playing all sorts of music. It seemed there were even small bands forming. She walked through the crowds until she found an empty spot. She borrowed a music stand from nearby - it wasn't being used anyway - and placed there the music that had quite literally dropped in on her during her little... seminar. She began to play.

"Piano? Really? I used to play the piano. Very poorly, but I managed to memorize a few songs. What's your favorite piano to play on?"

Jeff had played the piano, but he quit because he couldn't sightread both the treble and bass clefs.

((Alright... I'm gonna be gone for the weekend, so I may or may not be able to get to a computer. Just lettin' ya know.))

((Edit: Nevermind, there's internet in my hotel.))

"Alright, then." Eddie slowly got to his feet, taking his bag with him. He lazily swaggered over towards the cabins, searching for the seventh one. He found it, then entered and set his gear down. Extracting one of his many pairs of drumsticks from the bag and depositing them in his back jeans pocket, he exited the cabin in order to find something to do. Perhaps see what others were spending their time with.

(For reference, here's my drawing of Eddie.)

Kai continued to stare, he didn't blink much..
"...There's a difference?" Behold the sheer wonder of Kai.