[color=ec008c]"I mean I'm a pretty big athlete. So I'm good at other things. But coloring is about the extent of my artistic ability."[/color] Mya was waving her hands slightly. She always seemed to talk with her hands. Even if it wasn't a passionate conversation. [color=ec008c]"You're right about the brushes though. Very unreliable. Those paint by number things they always give kids...hate'em."[/color] 

She nodded at Ana's choice of cabin with a smile and headed there excitedly. As she opened the cabin's door she answered Ana's question. [color=ec008c]"up to 12 but we only had 9 in here last year."[/color] Mya looked around at a few other girls who had chosen this cabin as well. She gave a small wave so as not to appear rude. Some were unpacking. Others were catching up with old friends. Some bunks just had bags. Mya did a quick calculation, including Ana and herself their were about 7 girls already. She spotted an empty set of bunk beds next to a window. [color=ec008c]"score!"[/color] She grinned over her shoulder at Ana as she hightailed it to the beds. She slung her duffel on the top bunk and asked. [color=ec008c]"Wanna be my bunk mate?"[/color]