Unlike most of the campers, James had missed the buss. Leaving her distraught, doting father at the stop she took of into the air with her bag. At around 30 feet up she spotted the bus. None of this really bothered her though, she would much rather be out here flying than in a crowded bus. Hovering high above the bus James followed until the yellow dot stopped and let off a bunch of little ants. "Well this is my stop." Unaware of the craziness below she just...dropped herself out of the sky. As she approached the ground she sent a gust upwards to soften her landing and hit the ground on her feet with a soft thud. As James took a look around she noticed golems, a passed out teenage girl, and clones. "Seems I missed the party."