[center][h2][color=orange][b]Max[/b][/color][/h2][/center]

Max picked at the food on her plate as she listened to her music, eyes flicking up occasionally to see the various camp counselor's approaching their cabin's tables to go over the schedule for the day. Max had already read and memorized hers; crafts, then canoeing, then archery. Max wasn't all that crafty, but they were definitely looking forward to canoeing and archery. They loved the water, and they'd been using their trusty slingshot for years. She was sure that archery couldn't be that much different. Max looked forward to practicing and seeing how good she could be with the bow. Maybe it was a secret skill she hadn't unlocked yet, like all those novels she read about various heroines destined to save the world. She was a huge fantasy and science fiction buff, and she loved a good dystopian novel. 

Max flicked her eyes to a younger looking blonde that approached her table, clearly older than the kids at camp. Max thought she was their cabin counselor or whatever, and as the blonde approached the table, Max knew she was right. They just wished that they remembered the girl's name. 

"Alright Sunbeams, today we have a jam-packed schedule full of fun!" The blonde stated in a chipper tone and Max had to stop herself from rolling her eyes. She was [i]way[/i] too perky. Max wondered if she was paid more for her overtly positive attitude, or if that's just how she was...happy, all the time. Max turned down the volume on their music just a little, so that she could hear. She might not be the nicest person ever, but she tried to at least be kind of respectful. 

"First up, arts and crafts. The we all hit the water for some canoeing and after? Well, lunch, and then archery! How fun does that sound? Okay, everyone finish up and off you trot," The blonde finished with a bounce on her toes, grinning broadly and then walking amongst the kids sitting at the table, answering any questions they had. 

Max had no questions. Instead they proceeded to finish eating their breakfast quickly, stood up, and walked over to dump their tray at the station where the kitchen staff stood waiting. Max walked back to where their skateboard stood waiting, grabbed it up, and left the hall without another word, turning the volume up on her music as she rolled away. It was time for arts and crafts, and Max was already debating skipping it. She could just go hang down at the lake if she wanted, no arts and crafts needed. But she promised her parents she would behave. She went back in forth in her mind as she rolled her skateboard to the arts and crafts area, trying to figure out what she was going to do. They hadn't really made any friends yet, but they had their music. That was all they needed really, though, a friend or two might be nice.