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Destiny Hill

"I've seen worlds that don't belong."

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a character in “Camp Liberty”, as played by Beffiye

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{"I’ve seen worlds that don’t belong.” }
-Paramore, We Are Broken
Sunflower | Emma Stevens || Hear Me | Imagine Dragons || We Are Broken | Paramore || Dear Agony | Breaking Benjamin|| Iris | Sleeping With Sirens

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|{Full Name}|
Destiny Rose Hill

|{Nickname}|
Destiny, Rose

|{Age}|
17

|{Colour}|
Grey

|{Gender}|
Female

|{State}|
Oregon

|{Years At Camp}|
Destiny has been at the camp 2 years running, this will be her third.

|{Sexuality}|
Straight




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{"When everything’s made to be broken, I just want you to know who I am.”}
-Sleeping With Sirens, Iris

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|{Quirks || Habits || Oddities}|
Is slightly allergic to perfume and cologne
Taps her nails against hard surfaces when nervous
Runs hand through hair when stressed
Is very tickilish

|{Talents || Strengths || Skills}|
Photography
Drawing
Observant
Baking cookies
Trustworthy

|{Flaws || Weakness}|
Shy
Unforgiving
Independent
Sarcastic
Stubborn

|{Hobbies}|
Photography
Drawing
Baking cookies
Walking

|{Fears}|
Snakes
Her step-father
Wolves

|{Secrets}|
She has spent a lot of time living alone
Her step-father abuses her

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{"I’m so sorry, is this the way it’s gotta be?” }
-Breaking Benjamin, Dear Agony




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|{Personality}|
|Shy|Invisible|Observant|Unforgiving|Stubborn|Sarcastic|Trustworthy

What Destiny once used to be is very different to what she is now. When she was a child she was a happy, curious thing, and she was very popular. The death of her father and the arrival of her abusive step-dad changed everything. Now she remains invisible to everyone, a quiet girl with a broken look in her eyes.

Her situation has given her some good qualities. She is very independent and is not afraid of doing anything on her own, though this means that she rarely asks for help when she needs it. Though she was always a naturally observant person, her circumstances have made her eyes even more keen, and her ears. Especially when it comes to Luke’s moods.

She has lost most of her friends now, but she still remains as a loyal, trustworthy person who is defiantly good at keeping secrets – she keeps a thousand of her own. Most people view her as mysterious, but if you get to know her, then you will find that she is also a very sarcastic person.
Due to her circumstances, she has become extremely unforgiving if you make a big mistake.




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{"Can nobody hear me? I’ve got a lot that’s on my mind.” }
-Imagine Dragons, Hear Me




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|{Likes}|

CookiesDrawingTaking photosWalkingAnimalsWildlifeFlowersTeaWooley jumpersWriting storiesReadingHer nanHer father




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{"I don’t want the world to see me, ‘cause I don’t think that they’d understand.” }
-Sleeping With Sirens, Iris



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|{Dislikes}|

SmokersAlchoholicsPeople who drink driveBulliesBeing judgedBeing called “cute” SnakesBusesBikesHigh heelsDressesHospitalsDeathBeltsLuke Simpson




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{"Where should this sunflower stand, now that your gone?” }
-Emma Stevens, Sunflower

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|{Place of Origin}|
Oregon, America

|{History}|
Destiny has lived in Oregon all her life. She was born in a small town to Tiffany and Peter Hill, and was their first and only child. As a child, she would always be found playing with her large collection of Sylvanian families or eating cookies. When she went to her nans, she would always take a huge delight in helping her bake sweet treats, especially when they were cookies and she got to eat them.

Destiny was always popular at school. She wasn’t cocky, but she wasn’t too quiet. She was very self-assured and didn’t care what anyone else thought about her. She was very kind and caring, and she had lots of friends who she was always loyal to.

When Destiny was 10 however, her world tipped upside down. Her father was killed in a hit and run accident, leaving Destiny and her mother all alone. Tiffany locked herself away in her room crying for weeks, rarely coming out, leaving her daughter to fend for herself. She suddenly had to grow up very quickly, making sure that she was getting ready for and arriving at school on time, that she had done all her homework without prompting, that her clothes were clean, that both her mother and herself were fed. She withdrew dramatically into herself, and slowly became less noticed, less popular. Only a few true friends stuck by her side.

After a few months, Tiffany began to come to her senses. She became a bit more like a functioning mother again, but Destiny still had to keep an eye on her. Destiny herself had never been given the chance to grieve, she only cried herself to sleep some nights when she had finished all her jobs and made sure her mother was okay. They continued like this for 3 years, with Tiffany slowly turning back into her old self.

When Destiny was 13, Tiffany found herself a boyfriend. She fell head over heels in love with Luke Simpson, and they were married before Destiny knew it. Tiffany and Luke left on a 2 month honey moon without any warning to Destiny, leaving her to fend for herself once more. She somehow managed to keep up the impression that everything was fine and her family was at home, but it was very stressful for her. She developed her independence even more, and began to get used to living alone.

It was a shock and a relief when Tiffany and Luke finally got home, as they had never said when they were coming back. Luke moved in with them, and all was well for a few months, but Destiny began to notice that he was a drinker. He went out in the evenings and wouldn’t come back until late at night, drunk as a stunk. Sometimes, Tiffany would join him, and then they would stay out until the early hours of the morning.

Soon, Luke was drunk more than he was sober. He began to abuse Destiny; a slap here, a punch there, every couple of weeks when he thought she was doing something wrong. Her mother stood by and acted like she couldn’t care less. As the abusing increased, it turned on Tiffany too, and she fell into a depression. It was like a repeat of her behaviour a few years prior, but now she was leaving Destiny in the hands of a monster.

This continued until Destiny was 15. She was beaten, whipped or cut every other day, and Luke never stopped shouting at her. She rarely spoke to anyone, and had only one friend who she spent little time with. Thankfully, she was very resilient, and refused to believe anything that Luke sad to her. She knew she wasn’t badly behaving, but she had no choice but to let the beatings shower down on her. One day, Luke found her to be particularly bad, and after beating her much worse than he ever had before, he found the camp. He shipped Destiny off that summer, and although she hated it, she was glad to be away from him.

Her personality test showed grey, because she was so mysterious and seemingly impassive. She found the camp to be more fun than expected, and was glad when Luke sent her again the next year.

Now, at 17, Destiny is coming back for her third year, happy to leave her dysfunctional family behind her. She has made friends here before, but will they get closer and help her out in her situation? Will they realise that she is more hurt than she seems?

|{Family Tree}|
Tiffany Hill – Mother – Alive
Peter Hill – Father – Deceased
Daisy Hill – Nan – Deceased
Luke Simpson – Step-dad - Alive

|{Happiest Memory}|
Destiny’s happiest memory has to be when she was a small child and her dad was still alive. It was her 7th birthday, and her family was having a bit of a hard time with money. She wasn’t expecting anything, but she received the Sylvanian set that she had wanted for the whole year. She knew that the gift was filled with love, and the look on her father’s face was the best thing ever. He had worked so hard to get it for her, and was happy because his daughter was happy.

|{Saddest Memory}|
Her saddest memory was when she heard the news that her father died. That was what changed her happy life into such a tragic, helpless one.





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{" My mouth is dry with words I cannot verbalize, tell me why we live like this.” }
-Paramore, We Are Broken




We Are Broken
“{Verse}
I am outside
And I've been waiting for the sun
With my wide eyes
I've seen worlds that don't belong
My mouth is dry with words I cannot verbalize
Tell me why we live like this

Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me

Yeah

{Chorus}
'Cause we are broken
What must we do to restore
Our innocence
And oh, the promise we adored
Give us life again
'Cause we just wanna be whole

{Verse}
Lock the doors
Cause I'd like to capture this voice
That came to me tonight
So everyone will have a choice
And under red lights
I'll show myself it wasn't forged
We're at war
We live like this

Keep me safe inside
Your arms like towers
Tower over me

{Chorus}”
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{"I though the moon was a crescent, but you showed me I was wrong.” }
-Emma Stevens, Sunflower




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If you can’t already tell, she is obsessed with cookies.
Her body is covered with faint scars from her beatings
Should anyone at the camp start on her, she knows some pretty good self-defence




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Destiny Hill's Story

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“Honey, we’re here,” Dan’s mom says as they pull up in the parking lot. He looks up from his phone, and unplugs his earphones. “Be careful, okay?”

“Yes mom,” he replies in a monotone, putting his phone in his pocket.

“I love you,” she murmurs, giving him a kiss on the cheek. He just smiles in return, and throws the car door open. Lifting his 6ft frame out, he turns back on himself and picks up his rucksack from where it was resting by his feet.

“Have you got your meds?” His mom asks just as he is about to close the door. His reply is to lift a container of them out of his pocket for her to see, before putting them back and swinging his rucksack onto his shoulders.

“Bye,” he says curtly, then slams the car door and walks away. He is running late, and he knows that, but his long legs are good at getting him to places quickly.

He puts his bags in the red cabin, or rather, tosses them in without really looking, then carries on walking up to the main building to find out which activity group he is in. On his way up, he sees a smaller, female figure walking a little way in front of him, her steps calm, steady and rhythmic as her blonde hair bounces on her shoulders. Another straggler – and he knows exactly who it is too.

He easily catches up with her, and lays a heavy hand on her shoulder, hoping to make her jump. “Hey Destiny,” he says to the younger, grey camper. “I see you’re running a little late too.”

Destiny does not scream, or squeal, as most girls would do. She does not even turn around, she just carries on walking at a steady, unchangeable pace, the only indication of her surprise being the slight flinching of her upper body when Dan’s hand lands on her shoulder. She remains silent, ignoring him.

“Alright, grumpy,” he mutters, removing his hand and moving to walk alongside her. “You really need to learn how to speak.”

Then, quick as a flash, he gives her a rough shove that sends her staggering to the side, then laughs and picks up his pace, speeding ahead of her.

He strides into the main building, his very presence making some of the younger campers cower away from him. He pushes his way over to the information board, and scans the group to see which one he is in. Activity Group 6. There are some bearable people in there.

He turns to go and find out what his schedule is, and is surprised to find Destiny at his side, her eyes focused on the lists in front of her. She has always been good at creeping up on people.

She turns on her heel and walks swiftly towards the reception, but Dan saw the look in her eyes; she isn’t happy that she is in the same group as him.

Destiny gives a barely audible sigh as she makes her way up to the desk. She is pleased to see that many of her friends are in her group, but why must Dan be there? The person in front of her moves away, and she approaches Ms. Boyle.

“Two schedules for Activity Group 6 please,” she says, and that is what she is given. She turns and gives one to Dan, who is now standing behind her. Maybe if she is nice to him, he will be nice to her.

“Thanks,” he says, sounding rather surprised, but Destiny has taken off again, in the direction of the Media room. He checks his schedule, and sure enough, that is where he is supposed to be now. He groans in disbelief when he sees that he has hill walking today, then hurries to catch up with Destiny. Though her silence can be aggravating, she is still fun to tease. He is already planning some mean tricks to play on her.

It takes Dan longer than usual to catch up with his favourite mouse to play cat to, as he is preoccupied with checking that there are no cracks that he must avoid in the pathway. Once that is settled, he speed walks up to the Media room, but Destiny has already gone in.

As soon as Destiny enters the Media room, she melts into the background, invisible. Just a fly on the wall. She can see some people that she would rather like to have a catch up with, but at the moment, she just needs to find somewhere in the crowd to hide from Dan. She hates his teasing at the best of times, especially when he is so mean he acts a little like Luke, and she is too tired to deal with it. As she was going away for a few months straight, Luke decided to give her a parting gift. He always does – it’s usually the longest night of abuse of the year, but not the worst, because it is predictable. She was up until the early hours of the morning, then she fell asleep in the cupboard under the stairs, trying to hide from her tormentor. Needless to say, her body is covered in fresh scars (which are in turn covered by her clothes), her eyes are sore, have dark rings under them, and she has a headache coming on. She was not pleased to see that she has hill walking first.

Dan enters the room and looks around, seeing if there is anyone in here that he might want to talk to. He decides that he will just wait until they go through the boring introduction process yet again.



Destiny's Outfit

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Taste was subjective, but Ariadne liked Breaking Bad, and it was miles better than anything on at the moment. The episode she was watching turned out to be one of the most dramatic, taking twists and turns at every corner. Connor, although he didn't watch much of the show, liked what he saw, and that was enough for his attention to be drawn to the screen. Nate, however, was brooding in his quiet corner of the opposite sofa. Lost in thought, Ari could almost see the gears whirring erractically in his head. It's fair to say Nate was never her favorite guy at camp, especially now as some of the odd mannerisms he carried reminded her of Liam.

"Hey, gorgeous" A voice that meant familiarity to her sounded, and she couldn't help but smile. It was real, she knew, for her mood lifted and the smile didn't cut into her cheeks so. She saw Lacey, her best friend, open her arms and she grabbed her into a hug.

"Lacey, you have no idea how much I missed you!" She gushed, words flowing like the river that surrounded the camp. "I was almost ready to get the plane to Arizona."

"You like Breaking Bad? It was the only thing on-" Ari paused to glance at the screen, but realised it had turned to commercials now. "Well, I guess it's finished."

The Media room filled with faces both recognized and unrecognized, chatter filling the room to the brim with inside jokes and friendly banter. If it wasn't for hill-walking, she'd be excited for what the day would hold.

But, as always, something brought her from the clouds to her personal hell.

"Hello, and welcome to the news for today. Our first story, a new chapter in the unfolding mystery of the shooting at Montgomery High School, Colorado."

Her head snapped back to look at the TV once more. It was a woman, blonde, immaculately dressed, polished and pretty.

"Disturbing videos have been uncovered from the shooter's rooms, explaining to a camera why they would later go on to shoot sixteen people and then themselves in a previously unexplained massacre."

"We cannot show the full video due to legal reasons, but here is an excerpt."




The screen changed to the sickeningly recognized faces of her friends Nick Holland and Liam Howell. They seemed to be sitting in Liam's bedroom. Nick. With his usually innocent goofy smile, coppery hair and freckles, was smirking and Liam, with curly dark hair and perpetually widened pale green eyes was holding a shotgun, twirling in between his hands.

Liam spoke first, "Sorry to Mark and Dan. We used them to get us the guns. Don't arrest them, don't arrest fucking anyone. Friends, family, co-workers, they had no clue. It was all us."

Nick spoke next, "Yep, sorry Mom and Dad for any shit this might bring your way. You are good people, I hope you know it. Sorry friends. Especially Ari, I know how much this will hurt you.

The scene cut to the inside of Nick's car. Seemingly, the camera had been placed on the dashboard.

"It's only half an hour to our little judgement day. It's kind of weird knowing I'm going to die today, but a relief. Of course I will miss things. But you deserve what comes to you." Nick was scarily indifferent as he spoke.

"I just want some of you to know, and you know who you are- that I will get you. Find you. Rip off your damn head, get a shotgun and shove it so far up your ass, bullets will be shooting out your neck! You worthless pieces of crap! Do you know how long I've stood here and took shit from you- jocks, popular kids,- you criticize my face, my hair, the shirts I wear? This rage has built up and you'll pay. You'll all pay. The human race is stupid."

Nick didn't seem taken aback from Liam's outburst. He just took a gun from his coat and motioned shooting.

"Bye. See you on the other side." Nick chuckled, turning off the camera.





You see your face through this vague bubble of people. A slip of the eye, an illusion. You're not there. And her mind snaps from this temporary trance that she stumbled into involuntarily. Daydreams morph back into solid reality. Nothing about hearing "I'm terribly sorry" gets any easier, no matter how many times it tumbles into your head.

The scene cut to a zoomed in picture of their class yearbook photo, Ari smiling to the camera with her arm around Nick. Liam was at the other side, arms crossed back to back with another of his friends, Mark. Another picture flashed on the screen as the woman drawled on. It was another of Ari, obviously they were trying to make a point. It then switched to something more horrific. The surveillance videos from inside the school library. Liam and Nick strolled through the Library as if they were gods. By now, the students hid under tables. There was sound in the surveillance cameras, she could hear their voices again.

"Peekaboo!" Liam laughed, looking under a table. One gunshot. Two. Three.

"This is so cool!" Nick practically bounced, pointing his gun to the ceiling and shooting for fun. "Hope your all having fun! I know I am" He taunted.


Ari spoke loudly before it could go any further. "Turn it off! Please, turn it off."

Adam, the supervisor, reacted quickly, switching the TV off. The black nothingness comforted her, but whats done was done. She should have switched it on when mentioned, but the shock had paralysed her. Their voices. So familiar but not comforting.

"I'm sorry." Her voice was hoarse, eyes on the edge of tearing up. She took a deep breath. "I'm fine, though."

"If you're sure you're okay, we could go on with what was planned?"

"Sure." She nodded, lips pressed tightly against one another, embarrassed for creating a scene.

"Okay everyone, introduction time. I'm going to go round everyone, say your name, color, and three things you like. Go."

"I'm Ariadne Brooks, I'm in Pink, and I like good books, singing, and my friends." She looked at Lacey once more, giving a fleeting smile.





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When people were little, they always had the fascinating, larger-than-life dreams, Connor wanted to learn how to fly. It seemed like such a good thing for someone to be able to do. When he wanted to get away, all he had to do was flap his wings and soar away. There was nothing that could break him. It would have just been himself, the clouds, and the sun, but he never learned. The kid that wanted to be an astronaut went missing when he was only ten.

His entire life has been subjected to receiving terrible news. He can't remember hearing the words his father did that sent him over the edge "We're terribly sorry but your wife didn't make it" but he imagines they were complimented with "But she tried. She fought" (Not that that made him want to care anyway, it's like both of his parents died that day. Cancer killed them both - but it just took his father a little longer to wither away.) Even hearing "I'm sorry Connor, but your getting put to Juvenile diversion for drug dealing" ended with him coming to Camp Liberty

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Connor really didn't know what was happening on this show.

Okay, a few things he did know.

1) There is a bald guy with glasses. He looks cool. He is a drug dealer/chemistry teacher/what?

2) Meth.

3) This was surprisingly similar to his drug-dealing days. Except for the dying/killing part. He's still alive.

4) What?

I mean, the bald guy with glasses did look cool, so he might have to check the show out. Breaking Bad, he thought it was. Wait, what is that title? Why is he breaking bad? What is bad? Is he breaking Nate? In all seriousness, Ari looked really into what was happening on the show, but Connor had no clue. Nate was just being... Nate.

"Hello there! Why didn't you tell me you got here?" It was Lilliana, one person he really wanted to see right now. "Missed you."

"Greetings and salutations!" He laughed, stealing a kiss on her cheek. "I was on the bus. Long story short, I feel asleep from green fog and kinda, sorta forgot you were here... sorry."

"You ever seen..." He paused to think of the title of the TV programme, "'Breaking Bad?' I have no idea what's going on, but it seems pretty cool."

He noticed that a couple people came in. He'd hardly say nameless, anonymous faces, with secrets he didn't know and stories he didn't care to delve deep into. Luckily, most, were friends, acquaintances, haters, people of that sort. Of course, there must of been one or two to slip between the cracks of what was Connor Tanabe, but they were either new or, simply didn't really cross paths with the boy. Poor souls. He recognized most, namely, Lacey- who gave a hello, which he waved back to- Oliver, Avelyn, Eddie, Coby, Molly, Destiny, Daniel ... Grayson. He rolled his eyes in distaste. His hater was officially here, but at least considerably far away, and talking to someone else.

"Yep, sorry Mom and Dad for any shit this might bring your way. You are good people, I hope you know it. Sorry friends. Especially Ari, I know how much this will hurt you.

The boy was about to turn to Ari to tell her she was famous, but he noticed what was on the television. It was two boys, one freckled and short, the other curly haired and tall. One held in his hand and sawn off shotgun twirling through his fingers. He realised what the situation was. Ari looked somewhere between shocked and disgusted, but she seemed paralysed.

He began to watch the TV intently.

"It's only half an hour to our little judgement day. It's kind of weird knowing I'm going to die today, but a relief. Of course I will miss things. But you deserve what comes to you." The freckled one spoke about dying as if it was an eternal weekend. It was creepy.

"I just want some of you to know, and you know who you are- that I will get you. Find you. Rip off your damn head, get a shotgun and shove it so far up your ass, bullets will be shooting out your neck! You worthless pieces of crap! Do you know how long I've stood here and took shit from you- jocks, popular kids,- you criticize my face, my hair, the shirts I wear? This rage has built up and you'll pay. You'll all pay. The human race is stupid."

Connor's eyes widened at the curly haired boys outburst.

"Bye. See you on the other side." The freckled boy took a gun from his pocket and motioned shooting at the camera, before turning it off.


Before Connor knew it, pictures of Ari and the two boys flashed on the screen. It was odd seeing someone he knew with... killers. They looked normal in the pictures. Too normal. Then there was a surveillance video from inside Montgomery high, slightly bad quality but he could still make out the two boys walking calmly through the school library, peeking under tables and shooting. There was sound. He heard them taunt the people, laugh as they spoke poison.

"Turn it off! Please, turn it off." Ari spoke, and the supervisor Adam switched the damn TV off. They talked for a while before that Adam announced introductions were officially beginning,

"I'm Ariadne Brooks, I'm in Pink, and I like good books, singing, and my friends." Connor could tell Ari was trying to hold back tears. She smiled at Lacey. It was no secret they were best friends.

"My name may or may not be Connor Tanabe, I'm in Green, and I like food, My girlfriend , and Camp Liberty, it so happens"






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OOC ; Nate isn't included because I am lazy XD also, weird side note; seeing Connor's faceclaim in concert tommorow ^-^

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To Adelyn's displeasure, the more she looks at the activity sheet the more she wanted to get injured on the hill walk. See, hill walking isn't a problem for Avelyn. In fact she enjoys it a little. The worst part was the sport challenges. Games like Frisbee, tennis, and catch were okay, but things that required running across a giant field seemed pointless to her, although in her head it sounds silly that she wouldn't like running across fields. In frisbee that is pretty much all you do. Around her people were talking happily, catching up on the things that have happened over the year. Any person could tell the extroverts from the introverts in this room. From Emily announcing her presence, to someone like that new guy sitting alone in the corner - the room was filled with a large range of personalities. The scariest thing was, not everyone had arrived yet. One person in particular caught the attention of Avelyn, and that was her old bunk mate Destiny walking through the door. For a moment she pondered going up and saying "hello" to Destiny, but she figured her friend would come around.
Avelyn's attention went to the T.V as it started a news broadcast on a situation that happened in Colorado.
"Yep, sorry Mom and Dad for any shit this might bring your way. You are good people, I hope you know it. Sorry friends. Especially Ari, I know how much this will hurt you"
She looked over to Ariadne who seemed to be paralyzed when seeing the video on the television. Poor girl. No one deserves to go through things like that. But shit happens to the best of people Avelyn thought to herself, watching the remainder of the video until Ariadne finally spoke up. The look the girl had, she knew all too well. Trying not to cry when the tears threatened to fall. She genuinely felt sympathetic towards her. When Adam announced that they were doing intros, Adelyn figured it was best to get it over with early. She knew it was equally as painful for everyone else to listen to things they already knew. The only person she was wondering about however - was the boy that came in rather quietly. She was interested to see what he had to say.

"I'm Ariadne Brooks, I'm in Pink, and I like good books, singing, and my friends." I'm surprised she's even able to speak so soon was the first thought to pop into Avelyn's head.
"My name may or may not be Connor Tanabe, I'm in Green, and I like food, My girlfriend , and Camp Liberty, it so happens" When Connor was done, Avelyn coughed awkwardly.
[b]"Hello, I'm Avelyn Vison. It's a pleasure to be back, and I like listening to my music, photography, and the sound of thunderstorms[/b]" she said softly, yet loud enough for people to hear. Avelyn listened for the next person to speak up.




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Emily is greeted by the glowing Coby Clarkson who walks over to where Emily stands and hugs her, "My dear Emily!" Coby says. It is good to see Coby, there is so much planning to do, so much, fun to be had. "Coby, omg you look so good!" Emily says, putting on a fake British accent just for laughs. Ever since Emily had met Coby her first year they were instant besties. They are like two peas in a pod, a pod covered in sparkles and gold. It is strange for Emily to have such a kindled spirit and not be in the same colour, but the Universe does work in mysterious ways. She looks around and sees many familiar faces around her and Coby, some friends, and others enemies. Emily turns around as Coby stops on the other side of the room, and standing there is Grayson Carter. She resists the urge to backhand the pig and straightens her back, "Oh look what the dog dragged in. It is going to be wonderful time isn't it?" Emily says with a hostile tone, trying to keep casual.




Emily and Grayson have history together, going to the same private school, and practically being neighbours in L.A. However Emily truly knows that the Carter family are really pig heads, snobs, all high and mighty. Grayson would flaunt his wealth to any girl that he would want to take home and seduce. He even seduced one of her best friends, but she was weak to fall in love with him.

Even their fathers hate each other, only putting on a façade in case of public appearances and such. My family believes that the Carters are cheats and bullies and there will be no way that they could ever get to a cease fire. It is always a competition between the two houses. This is where Emily flourishes the most, wanting to pulverise Grayson at any chance she gets.





Before waiting for a response from Grayson, the introduction time is called. Even though it is only a formality because everyone pretty much knows each other Emily joins in, walking over to the group and standing in so she is seen. "I'm Ariadne Brooks, I'm in Pink, and I like good books, singing, and my friends." Aria kicks off the intros yet Emily can notice something off with her, its like she has seen a ghost. She shrugs it off listens to the others introducing themselves, "My name may or may not be Connor Tanabe, I'm in Green, and I like food, My girlfriend , and Camp Liberty, it so happens" Emily smiles at the sight of Connor, more fun factor. Before Emily opens up her mouth she turns her head at the sound of a cough, it is Avelyn. After her was Grayson's turn, she scoffed and turned up her head as he gave his introduction. When he was done Emily stood forward, flipping back her dark Auburn hair with her hand she boldly says, [color=#eb4481]"It is I, Emily Willis. I am in Pink, I like cats, sweets and anything colourful. And this year, I will be responsible for Pinks victory." Grinning, she steps back, waiting for the message to sink in and the other introductions.

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Aaron watched as the other people filed in. He didn't know really anyone since he was new so he
just stayed quiet. He saw a girl in a pretty dress file in and then speak with the male that had
been on the couch when he first arrived. He heard small sounds but could make out any words
since he wasn't particularly trying to make out words. He saw the male respond with a kiss and
then he concluded that they must have some sort of romantic feelings for one another. He tried
not to listen and started blocking everything out but he was jolted from his indifference when he
heard a gunshot on the TV followed by another and then another. He covered his ears and brought
his knees up to his chest where his feet were on the chair. It was a position he normally took when
he was getting beat up. A defensive mechanism if you would say. He listened to the Ari girl scream
to turn it off and then the noise subsided. He felt just as relieved as she did. He heard the person
in charge explain it was introduction time. First, he saw the Ari girl say she was in pink. Then the
male that kissed the girl in the dress was in green. Then another girl who was in grey named Avelyn.
He watched as the girl in the dress explained that she was in purple and then told everyone sweetly
that her name was Lilliana. Lilliana... Lilliana, I'll have to call her Lilly.
Then he heard
James speak and say he was in purple then another girl named Emily who was in pink. Then he saw
no one else was speaking up. "I'm in Red and my name is Aaron Addison. I like music, tea
and strawberry ice cream."






Lilliana smiled as the small peck was set on her cheek by her boyfriend. She was happy but that was
until she heard the shooting on the TV. Her instinct was to hide behind someone she trusted which
happened to be Connor. She put her face in his arm to hide her sight but she could still hear the
gunshots and each one meant a lost life. She finally got over it after it was shut off, after the people
finished with their introductions then Lilliana introduced herself. "I'm Lilliana, purple
cabin and I love Connor, sunlight and volleyball."
She listened to everyone else's introductions
as she still clung to her boyfriend.

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Destiny waits until she has seen Dan walk in the room. Then waits a bit longer. She has spotted someone that she would really like to go and have a catch up with – Avelyn. However, her legs would much rather that she stayed still. Less moving means less energy wasted, and also less pain.

There is some commotion further down the room, but it doesn’t take Destiny long to figure out what is going on. There was something on the news about the shooting that happened in a school recently – she forgets where – that Aria had got caught up in. It has been turned off now, and she is not surprised. If she were Aria, she wouldn’t want to be seeing that either.

The introductions begin, and Destiny presses herself up against the wall, hidden behind other, taller campers. She would rather like it if no one notices her during the introductions – she has done that ever since she started coming here. Why should she tell people anything about herself? Though to be fair, she knows almost everyone who is in the room, and as the introductions continue, those who she didn’t recognise put names to their faces. Some people make her scowl as they say stupid things, others make her smile as she hears her old friends talk. She really needs to catch up with them all, once the stupid introductions are over.

Dan is half listening to the introductions, half not, but when silence fills the room once more and stays that way, he speaks up.
“I’m Dan Bailey. I’m in red,” he drawls, his tone bored. “I like cars, swimming, the dark, and not a lot else.”

Destiny shrinks even further into the wall if possible when she hears Dan speak up. She can't believe her luck at having him in her activity group this year. He scares her, loathe she is to admit it, and he seems amused by picking on her. She does not want to be the subject of his jokes and rough and tumble play. Any kind of violence, inflicted upon herself or not, makes her flinch. At school now, when a fight is happening, everyone will go and watch. Except for her. Destiny doesn't like seeing other people getting hurt, and she always feels as if, no matter how far away she stands, she will get abused.

Speaking of abuse, she is pretty sure that one of her recent scars is bleeding. Almost all her scars, old or new are covered up by clothing. The one that stings the most and feels wet with blood is on her right knee, hidden under her jeans – oh, how she used to love wearing skirts! - She must have stretched it to set it off again. Her other scars are everywhere on her legs, upper arms and torso. She even has a few old ones on her forearms, and if you look closely, a tiny one across her forehead, about the width of a thumbnail. Yet the scars on the outside are nothing compared to the fear and brokenness within.

She only realises that silence has been stretching out once more when Dan startles her out of her thoughts.

“Destiny, you haven’t been yet,” he says, his eyes browsing the students and somehow finding her, cowering at the back. “I know you usually like to hide away. Come on, introduce yourself.”

Destiny’s face flushes as the attention is put on her. She is also embarrassed that Dan has painted her as some kind of unsociable scaredy cat. Sighing inwardly to herself, she steps forward so that the other campers can see her better.

“Hi, I’m Destiny Hill,” she starts nervously. She hasn’t really planned what she is going to say about herself at all. “I’m in grey. I like photography, drawing, and uh-uhm…cookies.”

Pleased that she had finished speaking, Destiny walks over to where Avelyn is, feeling much calmer. The sofa seems kind of full, but she finds room and sits next to her friend. No words are spoken; she just smiles at Avelyn, with a look in her eyes that promises they will catch up later.

For now, silence falls once more.



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Laying on the sofa absent minded , Nathan decided he had nothing but time. Time- the swift, coursing river that churns through a town as the moon rises and the sun sets. It does not embrace distraction, as light and sound do. Instead, it is the graceful swan that floats along with the current. Too good and too pure for anything beyond its little patch of water. The shore would never bother it because it was surrounded by its last serenity. It was one of those slow, pastel sunrises that painted the horizon line by line. They never seemed had colorful sunrises in Santa Fe, but maybe it was because he wasn't looking too hard for one. They had sunsets, yes, of copper and gold and blood red. But the mornings flipped from darkness to pale light with no transitions. It was one of the things he loved most about Camp, the quiet, beautiful dawn.

He noticed people come in, and it was easy to tell their personalities from the manner they entered the room. Some introduced themselves proudly , others waved to friends, others blended into the growing chaos that was the camp media room. It was like a plague, an overpopulation that was slowly encompassing every soul it could grasp. And soon there would be nothing. It wasn't so much of an exaggeration to his mind, but before his secondary though process grasped a hold of the grandiosity, it was a lot less poetic a bit more “teenagers everywhere, can't keep up", But in all his time reading dictionaries from front to back, he has decided to start using writing wisely , creating his words with elegance and ease and that poetic touch, not so much the moronic initial thought.

"-Introductions!" Was the only thing he heard as Adam spoke, and he snapped out of his thoughts to hear the rest of the group describing themselves. Everyone was just about finished when Adam looked directly at Nate.

"Nate? What about you?" Nate lifted his gaze from the window, stopping momentarily to glare at those in the room with eyes as cold and lifeless as steel.

"Nate Goravich." Nate himself couldn't hear the blade-sharp Russian accent that slithered his way into his words, but it was clear to anyone but the boy himself. He paused briefly to assume a more postured position, waiting slightly too long to finish the sentence. "- Red. Fire, fire and fire. Good enough?"

"Good enough" Adam gave a defeated sigh, turning to the rest of the group. "Well, I think that's about everyone."

"Okay, hill walking." Adam rubbed his hands together, pulling out his clipboard, glancing over his writing and facing the group again. "We're hiking up the Mountain Vuena" He leaned out of his chair and pointed to a bulbous mountain, only a five minute walk from their current position. "You're getting lucky I suppose, because it will only be a four hour hike, and no rock climbing at the moment. You will need to wear hiking boots and warm clothing. Preferably pants of some sort."

"For groups..." Adam paused, looking around the room, "Hm, for now it's an odd number. Oh well, I'll only say this once. Group One will be- Nate Goravich, Avelyn Vison, Aaron Addison, Destiny Hill, Eddie Andrews and James Vincze. Group Two will be- Oliver Hale, Audrey Mortenson, Molly Kingsley, Connor Tanabe, Lilliana Baker and Daniel Bailey. Group Three will be- Ariadne Brooks, Coby Clarkson, Lacey Chung, Emily Willis and Grayson Carter. I know they are all a bit strangely numbered, but it is needed for safety."

"Okay everyone! You only have ten minutes to get ready for the walk. Please meet me at the totem pole just a minutes walk from here." Adam pointed at a totem pole, considerably far in the distance.

Nate pushed his body out of the ever-sinking sofa and was the first out the door . It was fast that he arrived at the Red cabin, only to find another person's belongings on his bed. His bed. Quickly shoving them to the floor in a bout of rage, letting the belongings scatter along the floor, he slipped on a hoodie and some battered black jeans from days past, along with thick leather hiking boots his father's money bought. Out the door in a matter of seconds, he arrived at the totem pole with minutes to spare.





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Avelyn listened to each of the introductions even though she already knew everyone in the room, other than the new guy. When she found out Aaron was in red, she was shocked to say the least. You could tell who was supposed to be in red - and he definently wasn't suppose to be in that color. Nate however was a different story. His intro made Avelyn crawl in her skin slightly. She hoped that somewhere deep, deep, deep, down under that cold Russian exterior that he was an okay person. Although she hasn't found proof of it yet, which was a bit disheartening. When Destiny gave the "look" to Avelyn, she slightly nodded, knowing that they would have plenty of time to catch up.
Adam informed them of the groups, and her eyes grew wide when she heard she was in a group with Nate, Aaron, Destiny, Eddie, and James. Initially she freaked out. I'm going to die. Russian commander man will set me on fire and serve me on a platter her mind yelled. After a few seconds however, she realized she would be with some people she actually liked, and maybe would learn more about the new kid.
"I don't know what world Adam lives in. Only four hours? He does realized I haven't exercised or anything since last summer -right? I mean I don't think lifting heavy history books count. Saftey my ass. You put us with a sociopath" she muttered under her breath. As Nate pushed his way out of the main house, she took that as the cue to get up as well.
"Guess we should go get ready. Hate to be late on the first day. I'm glad you came around, you looked a bit glum hiding behind those people" Avelyn said with a small smile towards her friend before walking towards the door and taking the path to grey cabin. As she arrived inside she immediately took her shoes off by the door before climbing to the top of the bunk bed where her suitcase was. She shifted through her things in a sloppy manner, as she would put her things in the closet later anyway. Finally finding a grey sweatshirt and dark jeans she slipped them on. Avelyn found her black boots and threw them off the bunk bed so she could put them on at the bottom. Before leaving the bunk she grabbed her black beanie and jumped off the ladder to put on her shoes. Avelyn was ready to go already, and looking at her phone she had about 5 minutes to spare as well. Briskly walking over to the totem pole, she found herself waiting once more for people to show up.

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Destiny feels her heart drop when it is announced that Nate is in her group. Sure, she doesn’t like Dan, but Nate is…Nate is something else. She has to agree with Avelyns statement about Nate being like a sociopath.

Destiny smiles back at her friend as she watches her leave, then she stands up herself. Some people seem to be leaving in a rush, but as per usual, she strides towards the door at a steady pace. She doesn’t think that she will be late without rushing, so she strolls in the direction of the cabins, taking her time to look at the nature around her. Not much seems to have changed since she came last year – everything has been kept in check.

She gets to the cabin half a minute after Avelyn, and quickly gets changed while her friend does the same. Avelyn seems to have claimed one of the top bunks of the bunk beds, so she dumps her bag down on the bottom bunk of that bed. She quickly changes into a grey tank top, army green cargo jacket and brown hiking boots. She decides to keep the same jeans on, and hangs the strap of her camera around her neck. After checking that the lens cap is on her baby, she ties her hair back into a high ponytail with a flowery headband and leaves the cabin.

She isn’t too far behind Avelyn, and is about to catch up with her friend when she hears some banging behind her. Startled, she stops and turns around, curiosity getting the better of her. She can talk with Avelyn later; they are in the same walking group after all.

She realises that the banging is coming from one of the red cabins. Retracing her steps, she walks towards the little cluster, and sees one of the door moving slightly. Part of it is bending, as if someone is trying to push it, but it isn’t moving anywhere. She guesses that it is jammed.

By the time she reaches the door, the banging has stopped. She knocks hesitantly, unsure of what to do. Should she try and open the door from the outside?

“Hello?” She says gently, twisting the knob of the door and giving it a slight pull. Yep, well and truly jammed. “Do you want letting out?” She pulls again, harder. Still no luck.

“Ugh, you’re going to have to push on your side while I try and pull on this side,” she says, hoping that whoever is in there can hear her. She also hopes it isn’t someone like Dan or Nate. Sighing, she tugs on the door again, willing it to open.



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Lacey squeezed Ariadne's hand once more, gently of course, when she heard that they would be in the same group. Of course, she was semi-disappointed that Oliver couldn't be with them to fight off a grizzly bear, but having Grayson as eye candy more than made up for it. She leaned over to whisper in Ari's ear, grinning.

"Hopefully, I don't get lost like I did last year," she jested lightly, recalling her little show of attitude when she decided that she didn't want to deal with the group and snuck off. It didn't do her any good because Adam had to come find her and if the small "detention" she served wasn't enough, Oliver teased her for an entire week for running from a raccoon. It's safe to say that Lacey learned her lesson and knew she was going to follow the group this year. When she stood and gathered her electronics, Oliver smirked.

"Think you can manage for four hours without me, midget?" He inquired and Lacey scoffed.

"Wow, the robot can crack a joke?" she retorted sarcastically and he chuckled. "C'mon, admit it - your life is boring without me. And you really think you can manage without your bestie over there?" Lacey gestured to Grayson inquisitively, eyebrow arched just barely in sign of playfulness. Oliver laughed and glanced over at the rest of the group, his eyes falling slowly on Molly Kingsley. She still seemed to fade away, but knowing they were in the same group caused her to become even more perceptible to his sight. He smiled softly at her before turning back to Lacey.

"I think I'll manage," he replied. Oliver nodded to Ariadne gently, grateful that Adam had enough sense to keep the two girls together. While it was obvious that Lacey was the source of comfort Ari needed, Ariadne was also a crutch for Lacey - a means to keep her grounded and remind her that she didn't have to shut everyone out. Of course, Oliver wasn't the best person to give advice about letting people in, but Lacey never came across to him as someone who should bottle herself up. She deserved to be open. Nodding to Lacey again, he told them both that he would see them in a few at the totem pole.

Lacey turned back to Ari, laptop bag clutched tightly in her hand.

"I'll get come get you at your cabin, kay?" She exclaimed and then headed out. Once at her cabin, Lacey finally moved her suitcase over to the bunk beds. She never had one and upon coming to Camp Liberty, she fell in love with the bottom bunk. Don't ask her why - she's just super weird like that. It was just comfortable and plus, it kept her close to a wall plug. It was probably horrible that she was so dependent on technology when surrounded by nature and what-have-you, but she didn't care. It took a record of five minutes for her to actually find something she liked, which wasn't that much to think about since all they were doing was walking. Lacey braided her hair before sliding the beanie over her head with minutes to spare. After checking her laces and grabbing the earphones for her phone, she left her cabin at a leisurely pace, heading over to the pink cabins.

Meanwhile, Oliver made his way over to the totem pole, dressed and earphones in place. He nodded to Avelyn when he arrived, pointedly ignoring Nate's presence altogether.

"Hey," he said. It wouldn't exactly hurt to start conversation while waiting, right?

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Avelyn thought she heard some noise behind her when walking to the totem pole, but figured it was just someone dying. Well not dying, more like getting yelled at by Coby or something else similar to death. I swore Destiny was here a second ago she thought while leaning against the Native looking totem pole. One could easily tell that the pole was very much American made by how stereotypical it looked however.
"Hey" she heard a familiar voice say, and looking up she found that the person talking to her was Oliver.
"Oh hi. How's it going so far? Introductions make everyone want to blow their head off it seems. And these groups? Not that I'm totally complaining, but I'm pretty sure Adam..." her voice got quiet as she trailed off "Is trying to kill us" she finished, motioning towards Nate. Nate looked the same as always. Distant and deadly. On second thought, that sounds more like a book title.
"If I don't make it back, you'll know why" she sighed. The rattling noise coming from the cabins didn't seem to stop, but again - Camp Liberty always had something happening. Avelyn pulled her black iPhone from her pocket and plugged in her matching ear buds. Sticking one of the buds in her ear, and pressing play on "Nobody's Fool" by Cinderella, she looked back at Oliver.
"Did you have a good...year? Away from camp I mean" she asked softly, looking around at the camp. She spotted Grayson on his way to the totem pole. Blonde rich boy was wearing preppy rich white boy things. Avelyn could never say she didn't appreciate nice clothes, but if she didn't know Grayson, from afar he looked rather...flamboyant. She wondered if he ever had to work a day in his life. Having rich parents may be nice, but to Avelyn money was just an object. Money never felt like a good thing to her. It corrupts people, makes you greedy - and it's a sad reality that more people care about money than one another. Avelyn fought the urge to dramatically lip sync the words of the old song as she usually did at home, and settled with tapping her fingers against the wooden totem pole. Being outside in longs sleeve she felt uncomfortably warm. Last year she regretted not dressing warm enough on these hill walking expeditions, because as soon as you started getting higher, you would start getting colder.
Another figure was finally in eyesight, and Avelyn waved at Molly. She always found Molly to be a rather cute girl, and her love of books to be endearing.
" Hey Molly!" Avelyn smiled.



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After a few minutes, he gave up on the door and just grabbed his guitar. When he heard
knocking just as he grabbed his guitar, he ran back to the door. He tried to get it open, as
the person on the other end did as well. It wasn't even going to budge. He was getting so
frustrated that he was ready to break his guitar on the fricken door. He had put his guitar
case on his back, almost lake a backpack. He didn't hear much from the other side, just
mumbling. He couldn't even comprehend why the door would get jammed in the first place.
Stupid fricken door. Stupid fricken camp.
He thought to himself still working with the door,
trying as hard as he could to get it open. He then heard an new voice come to the door.

This voice was of a male while the first one was from a female. He wondered who these
people were. Who would be nice enough to help him and adept enough to hear his banging?
He thought he would be alone at most of the time during this camp experience. He didn't
know what to think now though. Everyone that he had met... well... kind of met, has been
very nice. Except for that psychopath named Nate. He was afraid the larger male would
just end him while he was sleeping if he did something wrong. Deathly afraid to even sleep
in the same cabin as the male now from what he has seen of his character. Scary.

As the door slowly lodged it's way out Aaron backed up and got a running start and the
door flung open, pushing the male over to the side and throwing himself and the girl off
of the porch together. He was still disoriented but he found his hands on either side of
the woman's head and his knees on either side of the woman's legs. He couldn't comprehend
the mistake he had just made. He looked down at the girl as she looked up at him. "Uh...
I'm... uh... I'm so sorry."
He managed to get out before getting up, helping the girl up then
walking away with his head down and his guitar on his back. He found the Totem pole after a while
and took a seat a little ways away, still embarrassed about the entire ordeal that went on earlier.

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"Oh not much. The year is boring, that's why I come here I guess. Just work and school. Not very fun. At least I graduated now." she said in response to his question.
"Crazy hike today, huh? Hope Adam knows what he's getting us into." Molly said, making Avelyn nod in agreement. 4 hours for their first hike was crazy. Borderline insane. When Oliver said that he'll "watch Molly's back" Avelyn found herself laughing. She quickly stopped in fear of looking plain ol' crazy.
"Are you sure her back is the only thing you'll be watching? I'd keep an eye on him Molly" she joked, waving at Eddie when he came by. She was surprised at how...social she was being. Camp really did make her feel at ease it seemed. Grayson had girls on his jock in the distance, something that wasn't uncommon.
"I feel as if Adam should cut us a little slack since it's the first day back. I mean seriously, four hours? The most work I've done since last summer is lifting heavy text books" Avelyn sighed, noticing Aaron come up the path with his head hung low. She saw the guitar on his back, and lifted a brow. Hiking with that thing will be hell she thought before turning back to the little group of people she was talking to. Avelyn was sure that they would get plenty of chances to talk on the way up the mountain. Thinking of people to talk to, Destiny still hadn't arrived at the totem pole. Neither had the other guy, James.
Even though Avelyn complained about going up the mountain, she really saw the importance in doing it. You had to rely on one another. It was a good team building activity, even though she didn't want to admit it. Mountain climbing required them to communicate with one another, mainly to make sure one of them didn't die. It seems if they were going to die, it wouldn't be because of nature though. She puzzled herself with why she always thought of Nate in those worst kind of ways. He never did anything to her, other than kill her with his glare. Maybe it was because his eyes were like her Moms. Cold. Dark. Relentless. When Emily bumped into the guy, secretly Avelyn was praying to whatever god there was that the girl didn't die. There were few minutes left until they had to begin their journey up the mountain and honestly Avelyn was happy that she was doing something other than taking care of her god forbidden Mother.





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Destiny looks up as a taller shadow comes over her. It's James. She smiles back as she continues to pull on the door. "That would be good," she replies, sliding her hand along the door handle so that he can grab hold of it too. They carry on tugging fruitlessly at the door, and Destiny listens as James starts up conversation. "It was alright," she says, her tone neutral. "How was your year?"

Just as the words finish coming out of her mouth there is a sudden and unexpected shove from the other side of the door. It flies open, the door handle catching her in the stomach. Something heavy sends her hurdling off the porch, and though she tries to curl into a ball by instinct, the weight is stopping her.
Her back slams into the ground, and she gasps as she feels the extra weight fall down on top of her. She closes her eyes, then when she realises that it is all over, she hesitantly opens them again. What meets her eyes is a surprise.

The something is a someone; Aaron. And he is on top of her in very, well, awkward way. Destiny’s eyes widen, and she looks like a deer caught in the headlights. How did he end up on top of her like this? What the heck is going on?

She opens her mouth to speak, but Aaron pulls her to her feet before she gets the chance. Then, he apologises, and hurriedly walks away. Still confused, Destiny turns to James, her mouth opening and closing like a goldfish. The movement sends pain shooting up her back, and she bites back a wince. That was obviously going to be bruised in the morning.

James had fared a little better than her, he had been shoved over to the side. Destiny walks to the edge of the porch, staying on the ground as she looks up at him. She feels a little sore all over, but already it is starting to fade away. Which is good, because she is just about to go hill walking. She looks at him questioningly, then the door that looks like it is about to drop off its hinges, then Aaron’s back walking away. Now she realises what happened.

Sighing, she looks back at James again. She reaches behind her and brushes the dirt off the back of her jeans as she speaks, trying to avoid her arms even brushing against her back. “We’re in the same activity group, right? We should walk to the totem pole together.”

Destiny doesn’t wait for an answer, she just sets off towards the totem pole. That incident must have been embarrassing for Aaron, she reflects. It has also made her feel more self-aware than ever, and she has to fight the urge to make sure James isn’t going to touch her back. Or any part of her. Her whole body feels extremely sensitive now.

She walks in silence, biting her lip as she thinks about what happened. When she arrives at the totem pole at long last, she mooches over to stand with what appears to be her walking group. She hovers close to Avelyn, and offers a weak smile and a small “hi,” as she waits for James to join the group too. Then, that will hopefully be all of them.

Still feeling a bit shocked after the incident, Destiny waits a little longer before speaking to everyone who is gathered around. “Hi everyone.” Then, she turns to Avelyn. “Hello you! How have you been?”



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Dan walks back to the cabin quickly after hearing which group he is in. He storms in, puts his hiking boots on, and heads swiftly back out again. His jeans and hoodie are fine as they are. He walks at a more leisurely pace in the direction of the totem pole, checking his phone and glaring at younger campers who pass him by.

He reaches the totem pole and plugs his earphones into his phone. He sticks them in his ears and occupies himself with listening to his music as he waits for the other campers to arrive. Slowly, the space around the totem pole starts to fill up, and he can hear the sound of laughter. Eventually, he stops his music and pockets his phone and earphones, and resorts to just standing and observing the people around him. He sees Destiny arrive, and some other people, but decides not to go and annoy them. Instead, he just stands by himself and waits.

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Dan heard his name being called, and glanced over to the side at the big group next to him. It was James asking him to go over. What the heck? He didn’t want….

Scrap that, he did kind of want to. His feet were already moving towards the group anyway. He stood on the fringes, looking around. He moved over to stand near to Destiny and James, gave his mouse a flick on the ear, then chuckled and left her alone. She looked a little flustered, and though he did tease and pick on her a lot, he had grown slightly fond of her. He’d give her a tiny break. She was defiantly not going to be let off lightly this summer though.

Destiny flinched as Dan flicked her ear, but said nothing to him. She wasn’t feeling too embarrassed now, and she was rather occupied with thinking about the walk anyway. She did rather enjoy walking, and she was pleased with her hill walking group. It was full of almost nice people, although she was trying not to think about Nate. However, she wasn’t too sure how well she would cope with 4 hours of walking. She didn’t go out walking on a regular basis, especially not up hills. And especially not for four hours.

Dan sighed, and turned to James, begrudgingly deciding to start up conversation. “So, looking forward to hill walking?” He asked, trying to remember who was in his group as he scanned the crowd. They seemed like an alright bunch, but he guessed that he would soon find out if he was right or not. He himself wasn’t dreading hill walking too much – he didn’t like it, but hopefully he wouldn’t get as tired as some of the others.

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Destiny stayed huddled next to Avelyn and James as Adam began to talk. They were in her group anyway, so she let other people arrange themselves around her. She was disappointed to hear that it was a race, though she should have been expecting it. She didn’t really have enough energy to be competitive – but she certainly didn’t want a forfeit. God knows she didn’t need any more hassle right now.

She was rather pleased to hear that Eddie was their group leader. He was a friend of hers, and patient and kind. He also wasn’t Nate, which was another good pointer. Yet another good outcome was that their walking path didn’t seem too hard. Sure, it would get hotter on their route than the other groups, as it was so dry and in the open, but there shouldn’t be any obstacles to tackle. Hopefully.

Dan was determined that he would not have to perform the forfeit either. When he heard that he was the group leader, he rolled his eyes as he took his map. Great. He’d been hoping to slack off a bit at the back. That wasn’t going to happen now. Sighing, he looked in the direction that Adam had pointed at. Why did group 1 get an easier path? Well, at least he wasn’t in group 3.

He studied the map intently as he waited for Adam to finish talking. Once he had pinpointed where they were and where they had to go, he looked up again. He wasn’t too bad at map reading at all – Geography was a subject he sometimes paid attention in, and he didn’t find it too boring.

As everyone set off, Destiny hovered a moment, wondering where she should walk. At the front, with Eddie, and James, who was already speeding ahead, or at the back?

Ugh, why the heck was James running? How could he have that energy? Destiny sighed as she made her decision to keep near the front. Walking wasn’t too bad, and she didn’t want to be held up by anyone who was going to be lazy. She walked behind Eddie, watching as James finally stopped and sat down to wait for them. He was going to be doing that a lot if he kept running ahead. He really needed to stick with the group.

“Hey Eddie,” she said, rolling up the sleeves of her jacket carefully. “I hope you know where we’re going,” she teased. “How have you been, anyway?”

Back in group 2, Dan lead his group up the forest path. He heard someone walking pretty close behind him, or maybe two people, and then a voice carried itself over his shoulder. Throwing a glance over the said body part, he saw Connor and Liliana walking behind him.

“It’s Dan,” he said through gritted teeth, trying to keep his tone neutral. “And yes I do, actually. I’m not too bad at map reading.” He looked over his shoulder again, and raised his voice. “Come on guys, keep up!” He hollered, then turned his back to them all once more and carried on walking.

He needed his group to win this. They might end up with some forfeits of their own from him if they didn’t.

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Eddie remained quiet as the other gathered and everything was coming together. He listened to the chatter around him and made mental notes of things that people were saying. Yes, Eddie was an eavesdropper, but it was with a pure intent. He hated drama and gossip, so he avoided those sort of things, but he did listen in on what was going on in general. It was nothing too serious, just a way that he got to know people better without them really knowing.

There wasn't anything particularly interesting, beside the spat between Coby and Audrey, but then again it wasn't uncommon for Coby to be starting tizzies. Ignoring whatever was happing over there he looked between people talking and the scenery. It was a truly beautiful camp and just standing there looking around made him feel nostalgic and little anxious. He wasn't sure he liked the idea of this being his last year.

When Adam began to speak Eddie focused his attention on him. He spoke about the trails and the groups. Eddie just simply nodded his head when Adam said that he was the team leader. Though he wasn't expecting it, nor did he care too much, Eddie was a fair leader and most people liked him for that. Before beginning Eddie thought it would be best to have a small meeting with his group, but it was too late for that. James was already jogging ahead. Forgetting about his initial plan he chuckled at James' enthusiasm and took to a slight jog after him. A couple yards later he slowed down, making sure that everyone in the group was catching up.

It was then that Destiny came up to him. He gave her a genuine smile before responding with and laugh and a "I know just about as well as you do." He of course was joking a bit. It wasn't unknown that Eddie liked hiking on his own and he had explored some of these paths before. Whether or not he got to the top is another story, but the way was familiar enough.

Eddie nodded at her next question before looking over his shoulder to see if the rest of the gang was coming. Feeling the sting of the black eye he lifted a hand to gently press his cold fingers against it. "Things have been just fine." He said confidently, then he turned the question around to her. "Is life treating you well?"

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As the walk began, Aaron already wanted to go home. Not only had he ran into the woman,
he now had to walk with her for four long hours. He tried to shrug this off as he stayed in
the back of the group, pulling out his guitar. He knows it sounds cliche but his guitar is really
the only thing that can calm him down. It disconnects him from reality taking him to his own
world where he was free and loved by all. It's like the song he would sing to himself before he
went to bed. Making your way in the world today takes everything you got. This concept
is something that Aaron takes to heart and often finds himself thinking about what he would
have to do to make it. This world of his is different. It's nothing like Alice in Wonderland but
more of just a small place in the back of his mind that he can go to. His mothers are there and
so is his little dog. It's almost like a traveling home. He doesn't speak to them because he knows
they aren't real. He's not anywhere near insane, just slightly lonely and confused. But anyway,
as Lilliana and Connor made their way down the path with Daniel running ahead she sighed.
That boy didn't have any sense. Not everything had to be a competition. She slid away from
Connor, running up to Daniel. Yes, she loved Connor, and he knew that because she normally
would never stop saying it but she also feels that her role is to calm people down and talk some
sense into them. It didn't take long for her to catch up and grab the boy's shoulder. She looked
at him then smiled. "Come back here and talk with us. It's the first day, have a little fun before
we start competing alright?"
She asked as the rest of the group was catching up quickly.
She didn't want to start competition this early, she wanted to have some fun.

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Lacey was bored as she waited for Ari to get ready. As always, she was on her phone, which surprisingly, still had a good amount of battery despite how long she fiddled with it in the car. Just as she was ready to look at a few more images through her Tumblr app, she heard the doors to the pink cabin and out came Ari, ready to go with a small box and a few supplies. She smiled brightly and put her gadget away, falling into step with her friend.

"I got something," Ari announced and wiggled the box. From the sound, Lacey practically squealed excitedly. Ariadne had a few cookies left one day last year; it had to be during the third week here. She came over and offered Lacey one and ever since, Lacey had become...well, rather addicted to Ari's mom's cookies. But only her mom's.

"Oooohhh!! Gimme!" She exclaimed only for her face to fall at Ari's next words.

"But we’re getting to the totem pole first, I think we’re late.” Lacey pouted and stomped behind her, all under extreme exxageration.

"Uuugghh,you are no fun," Lacey groaned, pouting even when they made it over to the group of campers at the totem pole. They waited for Adam's announcements and her frown grew when she realized where their group was going. Don't get her wrong; she loved the water and being near it. But also, it was water. Let's just say she had a few issues with keeping balance last year and she got wet more times than she would have wanted to. She'd rather not relive those moments.

Finally, when the group dispersed and they began following Emily, Lacey turned to Ariadne her best puppy dog eyes, leaning on her best friend in order to convince her to give her cookies.

"Well, do you want a cookie? They’re cinnamon.” Her face was rather comical at this point. Lacey's mouth was wide, her eyes lit with glee and hunger, and she clapped her hands enthusiastically. She even bounced on her toes for a moment.

"You are God-sent and I love you," Lacey exclaimed and gladly took a cinnamon cookie, taking a bite into the moist, chewy goodness that danced across her tastebuds. "Just so you know, your mom's adopting me. I can transfer and live out my life with cookies and bliss." Yeah, she was a dork, but who cares? She's got food!


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If anything, Oliver's grin would have reminded anyone of a cheshire cat, pleased and rather prideful at the shy smile on Molly's face. Her answering blush just caused the grin to widen and he chuckled slightly, somewhat amused. Something told him this walk would be more interesting than he originally thought.

"Thanks, that's...that's nice of you," Molly replied. She seemed like she had more to say judging by the expression on her face and Oliver would have waited. But she didn't. He only smiled at her.

"No problem." And of course, like an idiot, he practically forgot that there was someone else here because Avelyn did not hesitate in adding her two cents.

"Are you sure her back is the only thing you'll be watching? I'd keep an eye on him, Molly." Molly wasn't the only one whose cheeks flushed. It had been awhile since Oliver actually blushed and he rubbed the back of his neck while pretending to slightly stretch just to play it off. But the color rose to his tanned face and if one looked close enough, they would have seen the slightly rosy tint.

"Haha, Avelyn," he said lamely, not even in any way refuting her statement. It wasn't like he wasn't going to watch out for Molly during their little hike, but that didn't mean his intentions were too innocent. It was selfish really. Watching out for her meant spending more time with her and subsequently, seeing her smile more. Instead of riddling his minds on the should's and shouldn'ts, Oliver listened on.

He laughed at Avelyn's complaint, surprised at how carefree he felt. This was why he loved camp. He didn't have to worry about whether or not he was going to have to tell his classmates at school that the black eye wasn't from his father, but from some random fight on the street. He didn't have to pretend that the only reason why he didn't wear the jersey during practice was because he had a few new bruises and a part of him still wasn't comfortable with having to explain the numerous scars on his chest and back. He could act his age and have a little fun. He could live.

When the groups finally went their separate ways, Oliver decidedly stuck with Molly, following the others behind Daniel, who happened to be their group leader and well, seemed rather competitive. He glanced over at Molly.

"Someone's in a rush," he commented, gesturing to a slightly irritated and frantic Daniel. "How was your year, anyway?"

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"Good thing I ate my cheerios this morning" Avelyn deadpanned as she began walking up the hill as well.
Not to complain...but Avelyn actually was disappointed they got a boring path. She liked being around nature and seeing all it had to offer. The cities didn't ever have foliage like this, so lush and green. The best part would be night time. When the stars came out it was the best. There were no city lights to disturb the stars. There would be no mistaking helicopters. It would just be crystal clear. For that Avelyn couldn't wait.
"I'm glad you finally came around. I was beginning to think you forgot about your bestest friend in the whole wide world" she winked at Destiny.
Grabbing her phone she turned her music up louder to give her something to walk to. When Pearl Jam came on she found herself swaying as she walked. Her steps were meaningful, as she hoped to get to the top soon. It wasn't that she was competitive, but she didn't want to know what happened to the losers.
Destiny went to talk to Eddie, so Avelyn decided to be social as well. May as well get to know all the people in her group. She saw as the new guy way in the back pulled out his guitar. With a grin she slowed her pace to be near the new guy. Something about him intrigued her slightly.
"So do you play that thing, or is it just for show?" she asked with a soft smile, as usual one earbud in her ear. When the guy began strumming, it was sort of an answer.
"Okay so it isn't for show then" she said lamely.
Avelyn watched as everyone in front of them walked at a steady pace as well, conversing with one another. Other than James. Jogging was just going to get him tired, but that would be his own issue at that point. If they stayed at this pace Avelyn actually had a sliver of confidence that she could keep up. Her body swayed to the music in her ear, and the light strumming from Aaron. Ironically the Pearl Jam in her ear and the guitar seemed to clash nicely together. It made a rather good melody.
"How are you liking camp so far? It's a drag at first" she said, trying to make conversation.
It was funny to her that she was making all this small talk. At night she would become anti-social again, she just knew it. Because behind the smiling and witty jokes, was an insecure person that didn't like her own existence.



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