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In the parking lot of Second Horizons, Kim stood next to Jackson, with both of the Amtran doors open. She made a quick announcement, [color=c37f58]“If you need a map, they’re right here—”[/color] She pointed to an oddly placed table with a box full of pamphlets in them, before adding,  [color=c37f58]“—but finding your counselor should be pretty easy.”[/color] Using her hand, she gestured behind her. Past the Lodge and the Office/Camp store, there was a humongous tree with only lights decorating it (the kids would decorate the rest tomorrow). [color=c37f58]“Your counselors will be by that tree, wearing their colors. We call that area the North Pole. If you are pink, you can follow me, if you’re red, follow Jackson. Got it? Got it. Okay, let’s go.”[/color] 

When Kim mentioned his name, he stood up and pounded his hands together in an almost rhythm, grinning at the kids. [color=ff4500]“Ya heard her!”[/color] He clapped again, but this time it was only once and came so loud that anyone with fragile hearing might not be too happy with him. He began to walk off the bus and said, [color=ff4500]“Now follow me, Foxes!”[/color] His tone was commanding and he stomped like an army commander, even mimicking the hand gestures.

[color=c37f58]“Have a great first day of camp everyone! We’ll see each other again, I’m sure!”[/color] Clasping her hands together, Kim brought her gaze to the pink campers, her focus on the two girls standing right in front of her. [color=c37f58]“Okay follow me, pink team.”[/color] 

[color=FF8E6D]“Wait, call us Snow Bunnies! Jackson was cool when he led his charge,”[/color] Mia whined in the freezing cold. 

Putting on a customer service face, internally dying on the inside, Kim smiled and said through gritted teeth, [color=c37f58]“Let’s hop to it, [i]Snow Bunnies[/i]”[/color] 

Joey pensively looked at Mia and shrugged. [color=be9cdc]“I guess when in Rome…”[/color] Joey mimicked a bunny hop the best that she could for all of one hop before just walking.

Meanwhile, Chloe couldn’t help but roll her eyes at Jackson’s use of the animal name of their cabin… couldn’t he just call the cabin by their color like a normal person? They weren’t five year olds after all and his energy was… nauseating. With a deep exhale, the blonde grasped her luggage with one hand and her skating bag with the other before turning to say goodbye to her sister. But, she found her to have already disappeared with Joey and their counselor….whatever. 

As he looked at the girl in front of him and her lack of enthusiasm, Jackson couldn’t help but feel disappointed. “Why such the long face, huh?” He asked, hands on his hips. [color=ff4500]“You’re at Second Horizons!”[/color] He sang in a slightly off-key tune, [color=ff4500]“And you’re a Fox! You should be wide-smiled with joy!”[/color]

The blonde let her lips curve into the most fake smile she could muster, [color=FF6E96]“Oh goody, a Fox!”[/color] Her voice cooed sickeningly, her poisonous negativity just tingeing her tone and demeanor. [color=FF6E96]“I’ll be wide-smiled with joy when I [i]leave[/i] in two weeks.”[/color] She let her face fall back into it’s previous resting position, raising an eyebrow to almost challenge him to change her mind.  [color=FF6E96]“You might have wooed my sister, but you certainly haven’t impressed me.”[/color]

He frowned at her comments. Yes, it was true that he had a certain effect on blondes with a chipper disposition. He didn’t intend to, but it was part of  his natural charm. Likewise, he seemed to have the reverse effect on those who appeared to be a tad more cynical and pessimistic -- like the ray of sunshine standing before him. [color=ff4500]“I suppose you have a point,”[/color] he begrudgingly admitted. He hummed thoughtfully and decided to take a different approach and he smiled [i]minimally[/i] at her. [color=ff4500]“But, like you said: you’re here for two weeks. That means I have two weeks to make you see that, like Bruce Willis in that one episode of Friends, I’m a [i]neat guy[/i]!”[/color]

[color=FF6E96]“You lost me at Friends. Never seen it.”[/color] The blonde tilted her head, unamused and completely lost as to what made Mia and Joey lose their marbles back at the airport over him. 

[color=ff4500]“I--”[/color] Jackson gasped, resisting the internal urge to do a substantially more dramatic one. He knew that his foxes would be difficult. The unpredictable nature of the red cabin was that they had always been distinct and unique. Some with tempers and some with outright bitchy attitudes, but color Jackson whatever shade represented shock, because this blonde here made him go into a shock-induced overdose.

As he took a few breaths, he just put on a brave face for this poor, uncultured soul. [color=ff4500]“Let’s..let’s just go.”[/color] Jackson said in a partially-defeated tone as he led the most difficult camper he’s had in his three-year-and-ongoing stint as camp counselor.

Meanwhile, Kim led the pink cabin to the tree. Nick had texted her earlier, saying the director was freaking out and that her and Jackson needed to hurry. She gave a brief reply and focused on the mission ahead. Heavily sighing, she found her way through the snow, the staff, and the other campers, making sure to look back a few times to guarantee everyone she counted was following her. She asked questions to those who were curious about things, but mostly she talked about how excited things would be for the next two weeks. 

Jackson had volunteered to take multiple trips back to the buses for those who just wanted to leave their bags. All the bags should have a name tag that Kim tied on the handle, prior to putting it in the storage area of the two buses. Hopefully he didn’t have too much of a hard time finding the bags’ cabins. 

Instead of pointing out the handsome man wearing a pink shirt, Kim had no control of the events that transpired next. The two mischief-makers were quick to spot him, even stopping in their tracks. The co-counselor of pink was so goddamn hot, with tousled dark brown hair, [i]that[/i] jawline, and his eyes beautifully framed by such graceful brows. While the cold already made Mia’s cheeks champagne pink, seeing this man caused the heat to rise, making her pale skin an even darker hue of rose. 

As Joey’s eyes followed Mia’s, the short girl started from bottom and worked her way up and she was taken on a journey that hyped up seeing his face all the more intense for her.[color=be9cdc]”Wowohwow!”[/color] Came the pixie’s immediate response. Her face felt hot for obvious reasons and her lips formed into a smile. “You could sharpen a chef’s knife on that jaw…” Joey found herself saying, glancing over at Mia. It was just like with Jackson. But she wasn’t going to be a coward this time, so she [i]casually[/i] placed her carry-on bag in front of Mia’s leg that was closest to her, setting it in front of the girl’s leg.

Was it petty? Maybe, but Joey was understanding what her mother meant by going after what you want and right now she wanted that hot guy with the perfectly-sharpened jawline. So she stepped forward, taking off into a bit of a skip.

[color=FF8E6D]“Oh hey! Wait for me!”[/color] No fair. Joey got a head start. As soon as Mia tried to charge behind, she found herself immediately in the snow, face first, having tripped over Joey’s bag. Cold-cold-cold-cold. She should’ve worn more layers! Looking up, she found an offered hand in the form of Kim and graciously took it. [color=FF8E6D]“S-sorry.”[/color] 

 [color=c37f58]“Not your fault. Here, give me your bags and you can meet Nick.”[/color] 

Nick! That was his name! With this newfound information, Mia was once again elevated. Brushing the snow off of her, she [i]swiftly[/i] ran to catch up to Joey and believe it or not, Mia was [i]fast[/i] having ran with her sister a lot when they were younger. If there was one thing Mia could do in terms of sports it was run. Run as fast as a hare! [/indent][/indent][/indent][/color]