[b]”Alright,”[/b] Gwen had said, agreeing with a smile to Baylen’s request for a picture. Though she had no idea why he wanted a picture of her. Perhaps he liked her or was some sort of photographer? Then again, maybe he was just taking pictures of everything at camp eventually to remember his time here. That was a good idea. She should remember to do that at some point. Perhaps make a scrapbook… now her mind was going 90 miles an hour. Crap, that’s what she came here to get away from. She mentally scolded herself and reminded her mind to just chill for a while. Do nothing. Have fun.

Gwen saw another boy going over towards their counselor, then Alan, who decided to come along though he seemed uncomfortable, and Greg who seemed like the type of guy she could really hang with and tease. After all, anyone that played along with her sarcasm instead of getting defensive was awesome in her book. Katherine, then Colline who fiddled with her hair, and another girl who had shown up late and looked kind of badass. 

Gwen had a closed lip smile on her face to all the others, shifting on her feet as she waited for their tour to begin. It felt like it was going to be a long day, but at least at the end of it, there was the bonfire. Did people make smores on beach bonfires? Hmm… guess she’d have to wait and see. 

Her thoughts were interrupted by a familiar voice though, and she whipped around to see her ex introducing himself to the group. [i]The hell?![/i] she thought to herself, furrowing her brow in confusion. Of course. Of course God or Satan or whatever deity felt like screwing with her relaxing good time would have to make sure Tony showed up. She smoothed her face slowly though and just cleared her throat and looked back to the others that had seemed friendly, sighing softly but otherwise not looking bothered anymore. She was rather good at hiding how she felt most of the time after all.