Cαмp Jαѕper {Full}

[*Exile*]

L U K E ~ J A M E S ~ W I L L S O N
Appearance
--->A g e : 17<---
--->L a b e l : Bad boy<---
--->T a g g e d : Fawn <---

Luke turned to look down at the girl. "Oh, hi," he said blandly. She didn't seem like his type. She seemed too sweet and artsy-fartsy. "Luke," he said, gazing around the camp. He was a bit excited, despite his attitude. His parents sent him here to get better, but it seemed like adult supervision was pretty much nonexistent. There were so many pranks to pull and girls to torture. He bit his lip, looking back at the girl.

Fawn Russo
<<The Earth without art is just 'eh'>>

|Name|Fawn Russo
|Age|Seventeen
|Feeling|Neutral
|Crush|No one
OutfitXxX

Fawn adjusted her earbud looking around the camp she turned to Luke " well i dont know what the counsler wants us to do i wasnt listenimg , were you?" She said turning to look at him he looked like the type of guy who loved getting into trouble.

[allorica]

L U K E ~ J A M E S ~ W I L L S O N
Appearance
--->A g e : 17<---
--->L a b e l : Bad boy<---
--->T a g g e d : xx <---

Luke rubbed the back of his neck, looking at all of the campers with a smirk. Half of them seemed like they were like him: ruthless and without a care in the world. The others seemed like shy little nerds. He planned on messing them up by the end of the trip. He stopped, looking at a familiar face. Was that Lillian? Oh dear god, she's in this hell-hole, too. He thought back on second grade, when he pulled her hair and got his buddies to put spit-balls on her back. Now, however, they were in highschool together, and things were much different. He walked up to her, tapping on her shoulder.

[marlshore]

Lillian Waters
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Rank → The Tom boy.
Age → 16 years old.
Crush → --
Location → Sitting on a tree stump, being the anti social girly she is.
Tags → Luke
Looks → ☁ ☁ ☁
Outfit. → ☁ ☁ ☁

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Feeling someone tap her shoulder, she slightly jumped. Instantly recognizing who it was, she rubbed her forehead with the palm of her hand. They never talked, really. He just liked to mess with her for no reason. It happened to be quite irritating. "Great. What do you want, Luke?" She asked sharply, her patience running short. Almost all the girls in Lillian's school adored him, but she felt the opposite.

[*Exile*]

Fawn Russo
<<The Earth without art is just 'eh'>>

|Name|Fawn Russo
|Age|Seventeen
|Feeling|Neutral
|Crush|No one
OutfitXxX

Fawn grunted as he walked away and completely ignored her comment. She walked away rolling her eyes "great im stuck in this hell hole with an a hole of a partner" she said out loud to herself. Fawn grabbed her sketch book and a pencil from her cabin she sat outside and began to sketch everything around her. She skipped the song and started blasting to linkin park.

[allorica]

L U K E ~ J A M E S ~ W I L L S O N
Appearance
--->A g e : 17<---
--->L a b e l : Bad boy<---
--->T a g g e d : Lillian<---

Luke smirked. "Hey, honey! Can I sit?" He asked, shoving her over lightly without waiting for an answer. He tapped his foot. "Why're you even here? Shouldn't be in sports camp or something?" He asked, raising an eyebrow at her.

[marlshore]

Lillian Waters
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Rank → The Tom boy.
Age → 16 years old.
Crush → --
Location → Sitting on a tree stump.
Tags → Luke
Looks → ☁ ☁ ☁
Outfit. → ☁ ☁ ☁

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Lillian's eyebrows knitted together as he made his way next to her. "First off, I'm not your honey, Second off, Have you ever heard of personal space?" Extending her tan arms, she placed them against his side and lightly shoved him off the stump. Triumph glowing in her eyes, she crossed one leg over the other, and gave a soft sigh. "You should be talking to your partner, not me." She retorted to Luke.

[allorica]

L U K E ~ J A M E S ~ W I L L S O N
Appearance
--->A g e : 17<---
--->L a b e l : Bad boy<---
--->T a g g e d : Lillian, Fawn<---

Luke smirked, getting up and wiping his jeans off. He trudged back over to Fawn, who was scribbling in a notepad. "Hi. My friend thinks I should be with you," he said, casting a shadow over her as the sun began to set behind him.

[*Exile*]

Fawn Russo
<<The Earth without art is just 'eh'>>

|Name|Fawn Russo
|Age|Seventeen
|Feeling|Neutral
|Crush|No one
OutfitXxX

Fawn looked up as her light was covered. She sighed as she saw it was luke and rolled her eyes "wow you actually acknowledged my presence" she said sarcasticly.Fawn shook her head she looked own at her sketch book and quickly shut it what the..she thought to herself how hadnt she noticed who she had been drawing. She stood up hoping he hadnt seen it she put her sketchbook and penicl in her bag. She looked up at luke again "so why you here t camp ?" She asked.

[Sekeriu-]

-(Danny Bruce|17|Male|The outcast|Tagged;; Angellene)-

He shrugged. "Okay, well, you go first then." He said as he wiped some hair out of his face. He wasn't very interested in talking about himself, but it's not like it matters. She probably won't come back next year so why would he care if he got to know someone? He mentally shrugged as he waited for her to talk about herself even though he most likely wouldn't listen.

[Kaylion]

angellene hyler. seventeen. the beauty queen. tagged;; danny bruce

he seemed distant and as if he could care less, but i was determined to open him up. "well for starters, i really like your tattoo..." normally i didn't speak about tattoos or piercings with others because most of my friends weren't the type to have those body mods. but i really loved them and had a few myself. he came across as the type to like that kind of thing, so i started with that. after getting lost in thought for a few moments, i continued, "i have a few myself actually. want to see them?" i felt nervous saying that because speaking about my tattoos flooded back memories. how i got my tattoos were kind of a nightmare, but i rarely spoke about it because it's not what my friends were in to. my parents are totally against body mods and i had a few, to say the least. i love tattoos and piercings, but according to my parents, that's not how they raised me. the two raised me to be a spoiled brat and be like all the other rich kids at my school back home: snobby, narcissistic, and full of myself. it's just not who i was, nor did i want to be like that. like i may get temperamental when i don't get what i want, but i can't help it!


{{ changed pov because i can't write in third person D;