Blitz

Camp Corona

Kalina smiled when Pratt, as he liked to be called, agreed to be her partner for the activity. It seemed she’d at least made a new friend (besides Colline), even if it was for something as stupid as this. Kalina crossed her arms and thought for a moment.

“I’ll go first, then,” she said, taking the lead. “Gimme a second to think…”

She thought about what she could possibly say. Two truths and a lie, huh? She decided she’d might as well try to make it interesting and not say something that was obviously a lie like ‘I have a pet unicorn.’ Her eyes fluttered open briefly and looked over at the water, which was becoming dark as the sky darkened as well. She flipped her sunglasses down over her eyes so he couldn’t see her expression clearly.

“My middle name is Mae,” she said, still looking over the water.

“I can count to ten in Arabic.” Her was remained straight.

“I can play the piano.” As she said the last statement, her gaze turned back to Pratt and she grinned. Everything could be feasible, so she wondered which one he’d call her out on as a lie.

“Which one is it?” she asked, putting a hand on her hip.

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Jack squinted at the girl’s phone display in confusion. Was she mute or something? Why wouldn’t she talk to him?

“I’m a very good liar,” he read aloud, after which he straightened back up and crossed his arms. “If you’re going to write out everything on a phone display, then anyone would be a good liar,” he pointed out. “I won’t be able to read your facial expression.” He couldn’t help but wonder if she was taking the game too seriously or if she really couldn’t talk.

“Whatever,” he said aloud, deciding that it didn’t matter if she talked or not, and the activity was mind-bogglingly stupid anyway. “Is that one of the three things about yourself or is it just a warning?”

He half-expected a vocalized response from the cute girl, but doubted he’d get one. Maybe she was mute after all. He didn’t think he’d ever met a real mute person before. Didn’t they carry around computers or some kind of technology that spoke for them? Was she just shy? Or really weird? These questions pestered Jack’s conscious, but he again resolved that it really wasn’t that important, and at least she was communicating with him somehow.

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Sorry, sorry! I'll work on a post right now.

Camp Corona

The girl, whose name Jack still didn’t know acknowledged with only a simple nod. He assumed that meant he didn’t need to pay her for any cigarettes. He hoped. He opened his mouth to say something else, but Claire began to speak again. He shut his mouth and turned his head to look at her and listen to what she was saying.

She instructed the campers to get into pairs and to introduce themselves, after which they would proceed to tell their partners two truths and a lie. It seemed that whoever couldn’t figure out what the lie was, they’d be “pressured” to jump into the ocean. Jack glanced down at what he was wearing—a old white T-shirt with the words “Young & Reckless” written in graffiti-style letters on the front along with some pretty cool designs all around the letters, a dumb shirt but one he loved, along with some nondescript basketball shorts. He had no time to change into a bathing suit, and he supposed that it wouldn’t do too much damage to get his clothes wet for a little. That is, if he lost.

He tuned back to Ophelia with an cocky grin. Or maybe he’d lose on purpose so she could see him strip down. Maybe.

“You wanna be partners?” he asked her smoothly.

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When Claire mentioned getting into pairs, Kalina almost felt sick to her stomach. She hated pair activities, because she wasn’t outgoing enough to seek out a partner on her own. And the others, for whatever reason, be it intimidation or simply not liking her or something else, never came to her. Well, this time it’d be different. She saw Claire had already claimed the only other person Kalina knew, Colline, her cabin mate, so she was on her own now.

Kalina took a deep breath and stepped forward, getting closer to Claire, and approached a boy she had seen earlier in the day (Ryan). He seemed to be acquainted with the boy who was flirting with Claire earlier.

“Hi there,” she called out, trying not to sound bashful. “I’m Kalina… Do you want to be partners?” She flashed him a cute smile and pushed some of her hair behind her ears, so her view of him was not obstructed.

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Can I possibly help you with something?

Also, I finally posted. So. Like. Yaaa.

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Omg i'm so sorry I didn't post. I took a nap so I thought I'd have the energy to get something up but I got so drowsy all of a sudden. Quality over quantity though right? I'll see if I can throw something together in a lil bit.

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I´ll get my post up very soon.

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Not sure if I should post now or wait until Windy's post. Decisions, decisions, decisions. I'll wait and see if inspiration hits. Derp.

Also, Blox, I took a look at your RP. It seems pretty cool! (I was impressed with your logo!!!) But I probably couldn't join. I barely have enough time to commit to this lol. :/

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A love hexahedron?!

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That certainly must get annoying. I thought they invented something that would prevent random time-travelling-lapses.

Also, damn, it's already almost midnight. I promised myself I'd read 100 pages of this stupid novel but I guess one fourth of that will have to do. Good night all!

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Kalina went along on the tour, and she had to admit, the camp was really a lot nicer than she expected. Sure, she read through all the pamphlets and stuff she had received earlier in the year, but she didn’t think it’d be this… perfect. Well, nothing was perfect. But it was pretty damn good. She walked along silently, listening to the bubbly, kinda quirky, but seemingly friendly counselor named Claire while she happily explained the bits and pieces of the tour to the group of campers. She took note of one of the boys who was flirting with her earlier, and she wondered if all the boys were just as flirty.

Once they arrived at the pier, the sun painted the western sky with dazzling shades of red and orange, which faded into a majestic purple in all directions. A few clouds lazed along the horizon glowing like lamps and sending more concentrated beams of sunlight upward and outward. It was simple picturesque.

Claire the counselor asked if there were any questions. A blonde girl toward the front of the group asked a question, but before Claire could answer, the boy Tony Valentine, with whom she had spoken earlier, shouted something about who could get in the water first, ripped off his shirt and dived into waves.

“What a little shit,” Kalina muttered under her breath. It was more of a sarcastic term of endearment than an insult, though. She smiled and considered jumping in herself, since she still had her bikini on underneath all her clothes, but she decided against it. She’d probably lose her clothes—or worse, someone would steal them. Not that it’d matter, as she’d still be in her bathing suit, but she loved the outfit nonetheless and didn’t want to run the risk of losing it or getting it caked in sand.

She turned her attention back to Claire and crossed her arms curiously.

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Jack stood by the back of the group. It almost caused him physical pain that there were going to be activities ‘to get to know each other better.’ He’d rather consume a bottle of arsenic. But it was too late to break off from the group now, and it wasn’t like he had anywhere else to be. So, against his better judgement, he stayed, but didn’t speak up to ask a question.

As he watched Claire and the crowd, he saw someone approaching the pier from the camp. He looked just in time to see her quickly throw a dimly glowing object out of her hand. Though she seemed to be well aware that such an attempt to hide whatever she had wasn’t very effective. With a coy smile, Jack took a few steps back and walked up to her.

“Smoking a cigarette, huh?” he asked her in a low voice. “No need to worry about throwing that out in front of Claire.” He nodded toward the giggling counselor. “She’s high as a kite right now.”

He smirked and then added, “But do you think you could hook me up a little later with a cigarette? I’ve got some spare cash if you’re not feeling generous.” He grinned at her.