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Rowan was a morning person, but some days she wished she wasn't. She woke up the same time she always did but with far less sleep. The events of the previous night had been a little crazy to say the least and had done nothing to help her settle down before she slept. She didn't care for the feeling and she would prefer to avoid it. But as she reflected on the people she would be with for the summer, Rowan thought she best get used to this feeling.

There were very few people up and at it went Rowan got out of her tent. Quietly, she went about some morning routine activities, a glass of water, stretching, going into the coven house to shower then most importantly getting out of her pajamas and back into her regular clothes. Stumbling around in pajamas was no way to enter the coven house, especially not on the first day.

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Before the final group of campers was rounded up, Rowan saw fit to start setting herself up in the alchemy room. Stepping inside, her heart was warmed by the fact everything was here already. Sitting in the corner were all of her belongings from the greenhouse back home with a single note on the top 'Love, Mum'. But sitting in a room like this made her proud, as if just being within the coven house gave her work some gravitas. Taking off her coat, she rolled up her sleeves and tied her hair into a short neat ponytail, then got to work.

By the end, she had set herself out a bench facing the window. The morning light shone through nicely and it looked as though this spot would keep a good amount of light until the afternoon as well. A pin board leaned against the wall at the back of the bench. Its entire surface was practically covered in a messy assortment of notes, most of which looked (and were) ripped out of a journal in a hurry.

Just off to the left of this pin board was Rowan's box garden. To the untrained eye, it may look rather pleasant. It was a neat wooden box with no overflow of soil, the plants were growing strong and healthy without any taking up space of the other plants, and there was a note on the front 'Property of Rowan: Please don't touch without asking'. All gave no indication to the fused amalgams that garden actually contained, nor the unpredictable and potentially dangerous effects they could have if used without knowledge.

This would be Rowan's place of zen and peace from it all. She had imagined after last night it was going to be much more hectic than just dabbling around with witchcraft in her back yard. At least she would have this to come back to. It only needed one final touch, and that was ceremoniously placing her current journal from her coat into the bench draw. This was a if to say, 'this is my place now.'

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The rest of the group had all come in now. Popping her head from out of the alchemy room and down the hall she noticed everyone crowding around the bulletin board. Why was everyone doing that? Maybe she had missed something? She wandered back to the group taking an unintrusive position in the back. [color=007236]"Oh, room assignments"[/color] Rowan was excited about who she would room with. All things considered she felt she had met some great people already, some old and some new friends. Any of them would be great to room with... [color=007236]"Oh dear..."[/color] she wouldn't be rooming with any of those people. Summer was down right intimidating and after the incident with Kate opening that book Rowan was not so sure about Isolde anymore.

Rowan was in no rush to pack into her room after the news and decided it would be best if she packed in a bit later. Instead she collected her pancakes and returned to the alchemy room. There was always more she could do to set up after all... Not really but she was going to eat over there anyway.