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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Main Hall
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b] Shawn Hunter [@HaleyTheRandom]

[sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Ns54m4yLqTQ]'Scared to death I'll never feel alright
Ten paces more like miles
Lips cracked, fake a smile'[/url][/sub][hr]

Nicoletta was surrounded by people that seemed to know each other and embrace each other, the smiles on faces, the positive conversations as people play catch up and make up for lost amounts of time, and even people who simply wanted to catch attention as if their arrival was the most important event of the day. And tucked away from it all, tapping her foot on the floor and still feeling as if coming here was a mistake was Nicoletta. 

Her eyes flicked around the hall. A girl with beautiful black hair and a sour expression was talking about photography. [i]There's always one[/i]. No one seemed to be paying her any attention, perhaps they had been used to this and knew better than to indulge the girl, or perhaps she just wasn't as popular as she appeared to be. Her eyes continued to flit about, seeing boys and girls from all walks of life commune; but her ears were as good as dead. She wasn't about to eavesdrop on these people, that was surely no way to make an impression. Who would want to be friends with the girl that drops eaves on strangers? 

No one. That's who.

So busy were her eyes that she didn't even notice at first that someone had sat next to her. So muted were her ears that she had to do a double take to comprehend that she was being spoken to. Her. The no body. The girl sitting by herself out of nervousness and passivity. [color=7ea7d8]"I, uh, heard about you little Cabin mishap and just wanted to say sorry and welcome you to Camp Liberty as well as the Green Team. Names Shawn, by the way. I'm one of your team mates."[/color]

Nicoletta looked towards him and offered as friendly a smile as she could force. [url=https://u.bandpagecdn.net/bandpage-photos/67/67/12333588867715072/1380130575/large.jpg]She nailed it.[/url] Though her mind was now lost in a simple thought. Was that a known story? Was that how she would be known to people? As the girl that got lost on her way to Pink? No one knew her name yet she already had a reputation. How did that work? 

[color=sandybrown]"I didn't even know there were teams at all,"[/color] Nicoletta uttered her first words to a fellow camper with a shrug of her shoulders; there was no reason she couldn't remain casual about the little mishap. [color=sandybrown]"In case it wasn't obvious, I'm kinda new here. Nicoletta."[/color] She introduced herself while accepting the friendly handshake. [color=sandybrown]"Nicoletta Soriano. Thanks for talking to me, Shawn, that was cool of you to do."[/color] 

If everyone on Green Team was nice enough to make her feel welcome then perhaps going to the wrong cabin yesterday was actually a blessing in disguise.[/center]


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[b][u]Location;[/u][/b] Main Hall → Pink Cabin
[b][u]Interacting With;[/u][/b]Via Text: The Servant [@lovely complex]; In Person: Dancing Queen, Young and Sweet Only Seventeen [@Dirty Pretty Lies]

[sub][url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WM71W6eI34w]'If I wasn’t me, I can be sure I'd wanna be
I’m pretty major and I’ll say it out loud
Living a, living a fantasy
Live in, I live in my vanity'[/url][/sub][hr]

What a drab. Hana's eyes scouted the main hall for any sign of her pink posse, but her pet project was mysteriously absent, her sassy little sidekick probably wasn't here quite yet, and to make matters worse, it seemed as if that ghastly grey girl Ash was here again this year. Which was to say that the main hall was dead right now, and she would much prefer to roll deep with her core group rather than lame it out and force herself to interact with people that were in dire need of a consultation. A fashion consultation. 

So after clicking her mouth and scoffing at the lack of attention, Hana Park turned on her heels and left the main hall in her dust. She proceeded back towards the path up to the cabins when her phone went off at last. It seemed that Nessa was around after all, though as Hana read the text she only found herself more puzzled than before. Who taught the girl how to text? Had she learnt nothing these past two summers? 

Nessa was either asking Hana to eat some fish or get a tan or...

[color=plum]"Damn, girl, you can't wait can you?"[/color] Hana muttered as she worked her thumbs over the onscreen keyboard in a rapid text response.

[b][color=plum]TO: Nessie 

'jeez u fiend, at least wait a few hours. i'll swing by in ten? cool? cool.'[/color][/b]

'Vitamin D'. Hana was shocked that Nessa would be her first customer of the summer, but who was she to deny the people their 'medicine'. But she had left the majority of her stash back at the cabin and so with a cetain swiftness to her walk, Hana found herself returning to the pink cabin. 

And then she promptly stopped dead in her tracks at the sight of a very unfamiliar person in a very...interesting position. Hana hadn't seen the girl before, so it stood to reason that she was a new addition to the pink roster this year. Hana didn't say a word to the girl, though she kept a close watch, silently judging her, wondering who would break the ice first. 

[color=plum]"I wasn't aware they were shooting a Nicki Minaj video at camp this year."[/color] Hana would be the one to break the ice, though her tone wasn't judgmental but rather...jovial. First impressions and all.[/center]