James Stone's Story

Jeremiah woke up to see his campers sleeping in their beds. His bed was a double bed and in the center of the cabin. The rest were single bunk beds, lined against the walls. He got up quietly, made his bed and left the cabin. It was 6:15 am. The sun was coming up, but it was cold and brisk. Jer looked at the other cabins, and walked bare-foot to the cafeteria, where he would help the cooks prepare breakfast for the campers. Everyone was allowed to sleep in till 7. Breakfast was served at 7:30 and cleaned up by 8:30. When his morning duties were finished, he headed back to his cabin to wake everyone up.

The closest bed was Finnian's. He shook his shoulder gently and said, "Time to wake up, buddy." He moved onto James, Ross, and Arabella, and did the same before moving to his dresser and taking off his sweatpants. He knew that undressing in front of the campers was not a good idea, but he had no real choice. It was either that or go to the outhouse to change. Jeremiah never felt like it, so he always changed in the cabin. "Come on, kids. Time to wake up~"

Amira ‘Red’ Devaroh


Amira was up by 5:35 am. Meditation passed the half an hour or so she had to kill. Even though she had been at camp for several years she did not leave the cabin until 6:00 am on the dot. Better to not piss off Jeremiah on the first day back. Dressed in black shorts, a white tank, and grey running shoes with her hair pulled up she headed out on her morning jog. She had been cutting out this path in the woods for three years now. She knew where every fallen log, every rocky ledge, and every vine infested part of the trail was. She could almost run her path with her eyes closed. She took deep even breaths as she picked up her pace, sweat beading on her forehead. She spotted her old cedar tree with a slight indent in the middle and grinned. This is where her trail got fun. About a year and a half back she had started picking up parkour...and now she incorporated it into her run every morning. She ran up the tree, using her momentum she pushed off the center indent and grabbed a branch, swung around twice Olympic style and landed on another branch. She felt it bow under her weight and sighed.

"Couldn't have gained that much..." She grumbled to herself as she shot forward jumping for another branch, then swinging from another. She loved her morning run and was fairly proud of her athletic abilities. After a half an hour of branch bouncing she landed lightly on the ground and continued on her run.

Amira only stopped her run for one thing, the relatively large creek a little further than halfway through her run. She paused long enough to wash herself down in the stream, braid her hair and catch her breath....and then she was off again. When she got to the end of her route, at the edge of camp, she started her cool down stretches.

Checking her watch she smiled. It was only 7:00 am. A new record for her.

Amira spotted Jeremiah and waved but didn't bother trying to make conversation. He was busy and she wasn't much of a talker in the morning...in her opinion, it would be a perfect world if everyone only hugged and drank coffee before 10:00 am.

Amira finished her stretches and went to her cabin. She changed into a black Godsmack v neck tee, a pair of skinny jeans and her wedge boots and headed to the kitchen. She liked to help out in making the food when she could.

"Hey guys" She called to the staff. She got a warm welcome back of hugs and pats on the back before she started making breakfast with the rest of the staff.

Jace looked up, hearing her name being called. "Hey Jace," A girl's voiced called out brightly, "What's up?" Jace turned to see that it was Kitty. She smiled wide in reply.

"Good morning!" She looked down at her soap covered hands and the back to Kitty. "I'm just helping my friends with the kitchen. Do you... want to help?" Jace held out a sponge for Kitty to take.

She looked into the cafeteria to see new kids had come in. James, Noah, Gregory... Jace went back to her dishes as she watched her older brother talk to Amira... She knew Amira liked her brother, and she hoped that Jeremiah would get the hint. She turned to Kitty. "Tell me honestly. Don't lie to me. What do you think of my brother?"

She wanted to know if Amira was the only one who liked Jer, or just everyone else was really good at hiding it. Jace put down the plate she was cleaning and turned off the facet, then turned to look Kitty dead in the eye.

Jer saw James walk in and sit by himself, and looking again, he saw Noah alone as well. Jeremiah smiled and patted Victor on the back and said, "Gotta go be camp head right now, so see you at training," before walking off. He walked to James, talking his plate form in front of him with one hand and grabbing his chair, with him on it, with the other hand.

He lifted the chair and set him down next to Noah. Jeremiah placed James' food on the table and then sat across from them. He smiled at them. "James, this is Noah. Noah, this is James. You both know me." He began to say. "I have watched the two of you for a while now, and you are both very quiet, but I feel like the two of you would make good friends."

Jeremiah looked at James specifically, being that Jer was his mentor. He really did feel that these two could be good friends. From what he knew of them anyway. He didn't want anyone suffering through this camp. It was supposed to be a relief from those who would mock them for their powers. These two kids were a little easier than Gregory. These two were just shy and quiet. Gregory is just completely distant and reserved. "What do you think, kids?"