Everything happened a little too fast for Kalina. She had been sitting alone, but before she knew it, so many people had come and joined her at the table, as well as a bunch of other campers who had come for the tour and orientation. Kalina continued to look at her phone while the others introduced themselves. She normally wasn’t this awkward, but she felt oddly out of place right then. So she simply decided to play the shy card and mind her own business until someone came up and talked to her individually.

After just a few minutes, someone came up to the mic, a young counselor with beautiful blonde hair, and addressed the small crowd. She went over the rules, nothing Kalina didn’t already expect there to be, and then discussed the plans for that day. First, there’d be a tour, then they’d meet by the pier for orientation activities, then later on there’d be a bonfire. Interesting. She appreciated that the camp made an effort to socialize the campers.

Once Claire, as Kalina saw her name tag read, finished her little speech, she hopped off the stage and waited outside for the other campers. Kalina made an effort to stand up from where she was, trying to attract as little attention to herself as possible, and sauntered outside to where Claire was. She placed her sunglasses back on over her eyes and waited off to the side, with her arms crossed over her chest, waiting.
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Jack walked across the campgrounds, rubbing his left temple. He was still in shock about that counselor. Oh well, it didn’t even matter. She had pretty much come onto him anyway, and he didn’t even know she was a counselor. If anyone was got into trouble for it, it would be her more than him, though he’d still probably get chewed out for it. Not that any of that was going to happen, of course. He certainly wasn’t going to complain. The only thing that really bothered him was the fact that this chick was leading the orientation activities. Jack considered skipping them, but the emptiness of the rest of the camp implied that the move was apparently to go. Whatever. This wasn’t as bad as having four classes with a girl you drunkenly hooked up with at a party the night before, something with which he was all to familiar.

As he neared the Activities Center, he saw a group was already forming outside as they prepared to set off for the tour. He already recognized Claire, but he didn’t say anything to her. Instead he stood quietly off to the side near another blonde girl (Kalina), and stood there with his hands in his pockets, his poker face on.