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Camp for Troubled Teens~

Everyone is arriving and being told their cabins

IT MAKES YOU FEEL HAPPY LIKE AN OLD-TIME MOVIE

Camp for Troubled Teens~

When Riley reached her cabin, she went up to top bunk and hid her notebook under the mattress before Katheryn came in. She didn't trust people not to go through her bags and find it, and it seemed like the best hiding spot.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

HOW THE MUSIC CAN FREE HER WHENEVER IT STARTS

Camp for Troubled Teens~

SOMETIMES WHY

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Zac looked from Alex to Vindle. "Vindle, you're in 4. By the way, kids, one of the councilors has a special treat for you." he said, thinking about Vikki's brownies.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

"Katheryn, you're in 3 with Riley. And Alex, you're in cabin 5 with Effy!" When Zac looked up from his clipboard and saw Alex's eyes, the smile fell from his face. Shit, he thought. He then started smiling again, as if it never happened. Gotta tell Sal about that kid, he thought grimly.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

"Riley, you're in Cabin 3. Effy, you're in 5." Zac said this cheerfully, hoping maybe the happiness could rub off on them. Maybe. He pointed behind him. "Cabins are just a little ways back there and numbered."
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"Great." Riley mumbled, and began walking in said direction.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Riley noticed other people getting out of their cars and sighed. Hope this shit hole isn't crowded, she thought.
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Zac pushed up his glasses and examined the teenagers who've shown up so far. The first two girls who arrived were the first to reach where he was. He smiled, though he knew by past experiences they were probably miserable. "Welcome to Camp Improve. Names?"
"Riley Belle." one of them mumbled.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Zac Bennett was rereading the paper on his clipboard over and over. He wanted to memorize the campers names, though some of them were really strange. Some of them he's never even heard of like Ephesian (he kept thinking of the word equestrian) and Azure.
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Riley sat in the back of her aunt's tiny sports car. When they stopped at the front of the camp, she turned around to look her niece in the eye. It was a look of pity that made Riley feel disgusted. "Your mom loves you, you know. If you didn't give her such a bad time, you wouldn't have had to come here."
Riley grabbed her suit case and looked at the reflection of her eyes in the car's mirror. "Screw you." she said. She got out and slammed the car door before walking briskly up the path.

Camp for Troubled Teens~

Rp will start as soon as I update the slots ^_^