Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Open and Accepting!

Postby Prairiesky » Fri Aug 03, 2012 6:38 am

((I can do it or you can do it. Whichever... I'm gonna get started on mine though.))
"The starkblast comes suddenly, you ken. One moment you're warm as toast--because the weather always warms up before-- and then it falls on you, like wolves on a ruttle of lambs. The only warning is the sound the trees make as the cold of the starkblast rolls over them. A kind of thudding sound, like grenados covered with dirt. The sound living wood makes when it contracts all at once, I suppose"

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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby Meweep » Fri Aug 03, 2012 6:43 am

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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby Prairiesky » Fri Aug 03, 2012 6:53 am

"We're here Maisie..... Maisie?" Her mother said, her wide blue eyes holding that fearful, hesitant look that Maisie loved seeing. It told her that she was in control here. She was always in control, but this place diminished the feeling. She had screamed and fought but for once in her life, her parents hadn't caved. Her absent eyes flickered over the camp, taking in every detail. Her mother was already out and getting her bags. The petite girl hopped out of the Escalade and went to watch. She had one large purple suitcase, and a smaller bag she kept more important things in.
"I love you, honey" May Pascard said, still wary of her daughter. Maisie looked at her briefly, her eyes cold. She did not speak, but simply walked away.


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Marek regarded the camp with mild brown eyes. He and his father had just arrived after a long ride from Colorado. They had been oddly silent, very different from their usual friendly banter. He figured his dad was still mad at him. His old man could understand why he hurt that kid, but he wasn't happy that this is how it turned out. He ran a hand through his rough ginger hair and sighed heavily. It was gonna be a long year.
"The starkblast comes suddenly, you ken. One moment you're warm as toast--because the weather always warms up before-- and then it falls on you, like wolves on a ruttle of lambs. The only warning is the sound the trees make as the cold of the starkblast rolls over them. A kind of thudding sound, like grenados covered with dirt. The sound living wood makes when it contracts all at once, I suppose"

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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby Meweep » Fri Aug 03, 2012 7:03 am

Kat had a solid face looking at the camp she dropped her cat shaped bags and removed her knitted cat ears hoodie she jumped in joy squeling a warming smile came to her face as she ran toward a tree hugging it her mom looked around embarased from her daughter.



Aaron's mother and father hugged him and kept saying be safe. Aaron thought to himself way to over portective he thought rolling his eyes he sighed as he saw his friend Kitty hug a tree crazily.
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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby G๏l๔єภєאє » Fri Aug 03, 2012 7:20 am

||Chloe||

I got out of the car and grabbed my bags. I ran to the nearest bench and dumped them, then hurriedly drew out my sketch pad and began jotting down the landscape.
"What the hell are you doing." Gryffon said getting out of the car too.
"What do you think I'm doing, Gryf." I replied shortly. "I'm drawing."
"You do realise that that sketchpad is the reason you're here." he replied, hitching his own bag up on his shoulder. He flipped his keys up and the air and locked the car. I rolled my eyes and switched to the other page, capturing the movement in a cartoon. He sighed and headed on past me towards the cabins.
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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby Meweep » Fri Aug 03, 2012 7:27 am

Kat looked at all the other people she waved at them and let go of the tree heading back to her bags grabbing them she put her cat hat back on and smiled a bit bigger running to her cabin then looking down at her necklace of a dancing cat.


Aaron tugged on his bags and looked toward his cabin looking back only to see his father smiling and his mother trying to hide her tears he sighed again being a bit embarased he kept walking watching the other kids
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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby Prairiesky » Fri Aug 03, 2012 7:32 am

Maisie gave her mother a glare as she pulled out of the parking lot. Her eyes were startlingly bright, and aware. She looked at the other kids who were coming in with a vacant air to her. She sat on her suitcase and simply people-watched.


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"Hey" Marek greeted Chloe, breaking into a trotting run to catch up. He'd said his goodbyes already and was carrying a black duffel with a long nylon strap.
"The starkblast comes suddenly, you ken. One moment you're warm as toast--because the weather always warms up before-- and then it falls on you, like wolves on a ruttle of lambs. The only warning is the sound the trees make as the cold of the starkblast rolls over them. A kind of thudding sound, like grenados covered with dirt. The sound living wood makes when it contracts all at once, I suppose"

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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby Meweep » Fri Aug 03, 2012 7:41 am

Kat saw Maisie and walked by her dropping a bag she was holding Kat held out her hand and smiled sweetly tilting her head to the side like a cat saying "hi i am Kat but you can call me Kitty" she said smiling


Aaron opened the door to his cabin emptying his things onto his bunk bed.
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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby Prairiesky » Fri Aug 03, 2012 7:59 am

Maisie looked at Kat, her head tilted slightly. She was sort of amused at her friendliness. "I won't be your friend." she said in a casual tone
"The starkblast comes suddenly, you ken. One moment you're warm as toast--because the weather always warms up before-- and then it falls on you, like wolves on a ruttle of lambs. The only warning is the sound the trees make as the cold of the starkblast rolls over them. A kind of thudding sound, like grenados covered with dirt. The sound living wood makes when it contracts all at once, I suppose"

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Re: Camp Blue Heron.: A Teen Romance.: Closed

Postby G๏l๔єภєאє » Fri Aug 03, 2012 8:06 am

||Chloe||

I looked up.
"Hey." I said, a little guarded. My hand automatically started sketching, I had to mentally stop it from moving. Still, I'd managed to get the outline of his head, and the shading so that he was on his was to being a paper silhouette against the Sun.
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