((OOC: Okay. Here's the Musician. Thanks to Aabbg2006, we can start soon, and I added two more slots that are filled.))

Name: Rafael Wisin (Rafa)

Age: 17

Gender: Male

Appearance: NOT MINE

Role: The Musician

Short Bio: Rafael is from Puerto Rico, and he was raised in a lower class family, with his mom, dad, and little sister, Ana Lisa. His family didn't have much money, ever, but they had love, and cared for each other, so they were always happy. Rafael spent most of his time on the beach, or with the guitar that one of his friends had bought him.

He started singing when he was five, and writing lyrics when he was eight, and he got his first guitar when he was ten. He's had practice with other instruments, and can play the piano and the drums pretty well.

Tragedy nearly took Rafa's life on his fifteenth birthday. His dad rented a boat, and took Rafa and Ana Lisa on a boating trip. Rafa's mom was sick, so she didn't go. The boat crashed, and slung them up against the rocks off the coasts of Puerto Rico. It killed Rafa's dad, and little sister, and broke two of Rafa's ribs, and his arm and collar bone. He has scars on his back, shoulder, side and arm from it.

This devastated his mom, and they went to America to try and start a new life. Rafa's mom hates him now, and blames Rafa for what happened. No one knows about these events, and you can't really see how depressed Rafa really is.

Other: Speaks both Spanish and English fluently. Has a light Spanish accent.

Name: Ashley Walters Age: Eighteen Gender: Female Appearance: Ashley this is not mine Role: The Artist Short Bio: Not much to say about her. She grew up with a mother and a father, and also an annoying twin brother. Thank gosh they didn’t look like each other. They are originally from England, London to be exact. Her parents were very well known and respected until the company they worked for decided to branch out, they sent her parents to the U.S. forcing her and her brother to restart new life’s. Thankfully that was years ago. Now they both found there place in school, and with there friends. Ashley, hangs out with the not so popular crowd, and focused on her art. Other: She loves to play the saxophone. Also like basketball, she is on the yearbook staff, and likes to be outside taking photos. Her camera’s are always attached to her hips. Most kids don’t really know these two are related because they never really talk in school. They just think they both have the same last name. Tries to be funny, but never works.

Name: Ryan Walters Age: Eighteen Gender: Male Appearance: Ryan Not mine again Role: The Comic Short Bio: He grew up with a mother and a father, and also an annoying twin sister. She doesn‘t like to admit it but he is older then her. They are originally from England, London to be exact. His parents were very well known and respected until the company they worked for decided to branch out, they sent his parents to the U.S. forcing him and his sister to restart new life’s. Thankfully that was years ago. Now they both found there place in school. Ryan focused on being popular. They split the moment they got into high school. Hung out with the preps and Jocks always being funny. One going his way, one going her way. Other: Most kids don’t really know these two are related because they never really talk in school. They just think they both have the same last name. Will defend his little sister, at any cost. Has no artistic talent at all.

((OOC: It is time to start, finally. I'm going to start while they are still on the Charter bus, and they're about thirty minutes or so away from the camping sight.))

Christian was currently sitting alone on the Charter Bus, which was annoyingly brightly lit with overhead lights. No one had sat by him so far on the trip, and if they did, they moves since he didn't talk to them too much. He had his black earbuds stuffed into his ears, and was listening to "Dear God," by Avenged Sevenfold. Every so often, he would glance up at one of the small TV's that the charter bus had on it. The move Click was currently playing, and Christian has no urge to watch it.

Christian's eyes would trail to the window beside him sometimes as well, they stayed glued to the window when he noticed that the scenery was becoming more off-road, and green. They were most likely getting close to the spot that they were going to be staying for a month.

Christian had been one of the only people that hadn't grumbled when the teachers had announced to the Senior Class of Shady Oaks High School that they would be camping in Maine for their Senior Trip. Camping, and being outdoors really didn't bother Christian that much at all. He didn't like that he would be sharing a giant tent with five other guys too much, but he would deal with it, one way or another.

Christian sighed as the song changed to "Chiron" by All That Remains. He nodded his head to the rhythm a bit, but didn't sing. He was so ready to get off the bus, and stretch his legs. Their last rest stop had been over five hours ago, and the driver had announced that they wouldn't be taking another break unless it was an emergency. And of course, there had been no emergencies.

Rafa was sitting next to a girl named Ashley((Hope that's okay)) for the last five hours or so. Before that, he was sitting next to a jerk that he didn't know that well, and who apparently didn't like Latino people too well, which hadn't made Rafa the most happy person in the world, so he'd sat next to someone he did know after the last break.

Now, his dark, mahogany eyes concentrated on the small TV screen, and he tried his best to enjoy the movie, but he really didn't like comedy movies, so he couldn't concentrate on it. So, eventually, he pulled out his notebook, and began to write down some song lyrics. He didn't write in English though. If he was near someone, he never wrote in English, because he felt uncomfortable letting people read what he wrote, before he finished writing it.

Every once in awhile, he would run a tanned hand through his jet black hair, and glance up at TV, or look around at the people on the bus. He could smell, through the opened window, that they were getting close to the camping spot, and he was starting to shift around eagerly, ready to get off of the bus.

Blair was now absolutely sure this was the longest amount of time he had ever sat down without getting up. Five hours on his ass was just too much. When they got to this campsite he would be doing twenty laps of the place. The had flown by a little faster since he had chosen one of the best seats on the bus, next to Lily Caplin. (Hope thats alright.) Sure, she was pretty chatty, but at least it was about interesting things. Lily even seemed genuinely interested when he had something to say, something that escaped the grasp of other girls while he spoke to them, and that made him smile. Blair tossed a pigskin football between his hands as he looked to the others on the charter bus. He recognised pretty much everyone but a few were unknowns. Moira Gates. Smoking. Christian Hinderson. Emo. Kimmie James.Bimbo, but still hot. Noah Brown. Ughh, loser. Ashby Calloway. The funny guy. Rebecca Griffiths. Gorgeous. But a nerd. Amber Grace. Hot, in a dark kind of way. Rafael Wisin. Awesome guy. He turned back to Lily and grinned. Blair hadn't asked her out before but had always wanted to, she was one of the hottest girls in the whole year. He wanted a taste, badly.

Rebecca sat by the window after what seemed like a never ending bicker with her best friend Noah Brown. (Hope that's alright.) Her short brown hair bounced as the bus had come across a dirt road, and her eyes remained glued to the window, observing the lush greens as they blurred to her left. When her homeroom teacher announced that they would be taking a class trip, Rebecca wasn't one to frown. She needed a break from the constant studying, as well as a change of attitude from her seemingly sad house; she needed to find out more about herself, and not to mention, Christian Hinderson was also going on the trip.

A soft smile appeared on her lips as she thought of him, allowing her eyes to travel across the bus to where he was, observing him as he listened to his music. Rebecca remembered playing with him a couple of times when they were younger; but by the time they both hit puberty, they realized that they were two completely different people, and they simply stopped hanging out. As for Noah, the two were best friends, and hung out with each other more than they hung out with anyone else; it was only normal for Rebecca to develop feelings for him.

She peeled her eyes off of Christian and to her lap, blushing as she realized the amount of time she had checked him out. She wasn't one to admit to liking a boy, but when she did, it was obvious. She pulled the sleeves of her striped sweater down, covering her fingers as she brushed them against her pants.

Perhaps he'd notice her.

Moira's dark eyes darted around the bus as if she was a lioness searching for her prey. There didn't seem to be anything interesting going on at the moment, and it bored her. Nobody really seemed to be talking, either. The bus trip had been even more dull than she had expected it to, and she felt as if she would burst if nothing of any kind of interest happened soon. In need of something to do, the slim brunette looked around at the other people on the bus. She knew the names of all of them - after all, she felt knowing these things to be her business - but not everyone was particularly interesting.

There was Blair, the jock - he was hot, obviously, and he seemed to know it. So did everyone else. Next to him was Lily Caplin, who was one of Moira's friends. That didn't mean she was fond of having the blonde sitting next to Blair, though. Even though she knew Blair was a player, she liked him. The other people weren't nearly as interesting. Christian Hinderson was some emo kid she didn't really care for,Kimmie James, who had been a close friend for a while, but these days, Moira couldn't stand the fact that Kimmie was not only prettier than her, but everyone seemed to like her more. Also, she was just too sweet. Noah Brown - nerd, what else was there to say? Ashby Calloway - all she knew was that he seemed crazy. Rebecca Griffiths - was there anyone more annoying in the whole world? The teacher's pet. Such a suck-up. Amber Grace was just weird. Who dressed in black on days like these anyway? Rafael Wisin - not too bad-looking, but except for that, she didn't notice him much. The Walters twins were there, too, she noticed. As usual, they didn't seem to be sitting together. If she hadn't gone snooping around, she wouldn't have guessed they were related. Ashley actually didn't seem to mind being seen with nerds and such, while Ryan... All right, so Ryan was interesting. She just rolled her eyes, though, pretending she hadn't noticed him at all. He was not the type of guy she would confess to liking.

No. The vast majority of these people were perfectly uninteresting. Her head turned towards Blair and Lily, and she ran her fingers through her hair as she sent Blair a soft smile before she turned to look innocently up at the tiny TV screen. Maybe she could manage to steal Lily's spotlight. Sure, she might consider the chatterbox her friend, but that did not mean she was happy with the fact that Blair was focusing on Lily rather than Moira herself.

Kimmie James, being so popular and all, had captured the attention of a cute-looking guy for the last few hours on this tedious bus, but she was beginning to get bored with his incessant chatter. He'd been quiet when she'd first caught his eye, but now he was releasing his inner chatterbox. Luckily, he was a couple of rows up, and in mid-sentence Kimmie cruelly looked away, looking distracted. The boy looked a bit shell-shocked before turning back in his seat. Phew, that guy was gone. She wasn't usually that mean, but she flicked off her feeling of guilt. She swept the bus with her bright turquoise eyes, a cheeky grin appearing on her beautiful face. Blair Tao, probably the biggest Jock she knew. He was into loads of sports, and she'd always felt an attraction to him, but he was a total jerk, in her eyes. She ignored him and continued her scanning of the bus. Her eyes fell on Rebecca Griffiths - Becks, she liked to be called. She was so exotic-looking. The light fell on her dark hair so that it looked incredibly soft... Kimmie gulped, shock running through her blood. She shook her head, disturbing her straight pink hair. She knew she was perfectly straight, but recently she'd started having strange, almost disturbing thoughts about Rebecca. Why?! She hardly knew the girl. After all, Kimmie was the girl, and Rebecca was just a teacher's pet who got top grades. They'd only spoken about two words to each other in their entire lives, except occasional when they were paired up by a teacher and told each other instructions. Kimmie hurriedly searched for her latest interest: Ashby Calloway. She could spot him from a mile away, he liked wearing bright rainbow-themed clothes. She'd started liking him recently, too. She waited until she'd catch his eye, then she'd send a wink his way. She smiled to herself.

Ashby Calloway sighed and looked out the window, then at the empty space next to him, twirling his fedora on his index finger. He was bored. He didn`t know it was even physically possible for someone to be this bored, ever. He sighed and leaned back in his silly little bus seat, flopping his head back and placing the fedora on top of it. He got bored of this position pretty fast, though, and sat up, placing his grey fedora back on his head.

Man, did he love this hat.

Ashby sighed over-dramatically, looking around the bus for something to do (other than look out the window; hed been doing that for hours). He spotted Christian Hinderson in the seat ahead of him, and, getting an idea, leaned over the front of it. He flopped his arms into the empty side of Christians seat. Ashby took his hat off of his long, dark curls and placed it lopsidedly on Christians head. Hed never really talked to the guy, much; hed noticed that he was almost unbearably cute, though, and had recently taken to stalk--, um, hanging around him alot.

His attention was quickly diverted from the cute, depressed little man next to him, and to the girl across the bus. Why was Kimme James staring at him? He grinned at her and waved nervously, fiddling with the rainbow straps connected to his (also rainbow) belt. Never look a gift horse in the mouth, his father always told him. He didnt know Kimme James very well, but he still knew her. Because, really, what person didnt know Kimmie? But he lost interest in her, too, though, and rested his chin on the back of Christie`s seat.

He knew everyone in this bus, something he prided himself on; while he wasnt very popular, and not everyone knew him, he was happy to say that if any senior walked up to him, hed at least know their name. Moira, the loud, dramatic person, was stitting all by herself, and shooting glares and Lily and Blair. Did he sense some drama storming their way? Blair, the head jock and football extraordinaire, was sitting next to Lily, who seemed to be chatting her mouth off. He wondered why it was still connected to her face, at the rate she shot those words out. But, still, she was nice. Though, he had less nice things to say about Blair the Rake over there...

Abandoning that thought, he continued with his check-list. Becks Griffiths was sitting next to Noah Brown; they seemed to be arguing about something, but from this distance, he couldn`t tell. They were both cool people, Noah especially. He was pretty, in his own way, though maybe not as much as Christie...

Was Becks looking at him? He furrowed his eyebrows and struggled to follow her line of sight. No, she was looking at Christie... No, staring was a better word. Staring at him like she was in love with him. He frowned, jealousy rearing its ugly head. He clamped down on it, determined not to feel that way about someone who prolly didnt even like him like that. He blinked his steel grey eyes, which had been green yesterday, and sighed.

Ah, love triangles. All the fun you`ll ever need.

He sighed again and continued looking around for people; Rafael and Ashley were sitting next to each other. He had noticed Rafa getting chewed out but some weird jerky person a while before, and was glad that he had found someone nice to sit with. He couldn`t find Ryan anywhere; had he decided not to go on the bus? He looked around curiously, then gave it up after about three seconds.

Ashby never really was one to spend a long time on something.

Yay! Ashby had grinned at her. Happy at being acknowledged, Kimmie propped her legs against the back on the chair, bored again. Now, something to make this tedious trip exciting. She quickly fashioned a paper aeroplane out of one of the blue pages of her notebook, the wings folded perfectly equally. She held it. Who would she throw it at? She had a sudden urge to make it glide towards Rebecca, who was sitting there looking pretty cute and innocent. She shiverd and shook that thought away - why was she feeling this way? Sure, Rebecca was cute, but Kimmie liked guys. She did! Almost forcing herself to wrench out of Becks' direction, she found the mass of curls that was Ashby's head. Smiling, the popular girl threw the aeroplane across the rowdy bus. It looked as if it was going to lodge in Ashby's hair - Kimmie didn't wait for impact. She turned and looked out the window, as if she had nothing to do with it.

Ashby, sitting there all innocent and unsuspecting, was, for a lack of better words, surprised and shocked when the death-paper-plane flew out of nowhere and hit him smack in the middle of his head. He fell back, dramatically, his curls flying as he hit the back of his own seat. He sat, pretending to be dazed for a moment, before grabbing the paper plane out of his hair.

He looked at it for a second, then glanced around the bus quickly, looking for anyone suspicious. His eyes landed on Kimmie, just sitting there looking all innocent.

Two could play at this game.

He turned to his bag, which had a giant printed shark on the front, and rooted around until he found his notebook. He tore a piece of paper out and then suddenly realized that he hadn`t the slightest clue how to make a paper plane.

Dag.

Well, time for plan B. He crumpled the paper up into a ball and threw it almost perfectly at Kimmies pretty little pink head. He then proceeded to duck under behind Christies seat. Time to prepare for an aerial attack.

Christian shifted uncomfortably in his seat. People were looking at him, but he wasn't going to stare back, because it was rude, and because his stare could be slightly creepy, since his eyes were two different colors. Who was it staring at him? Rebecca, he guessed. She kept her eyes on him a lot, lately...

Christian grunted, and turned his iPod off, and jerked the earbuds out of his ears. He then felt something on his head, and stiffened. He grabbed whatever it was to find that it was Ashby's fedora. He arched a brow, and turned around just in time to see Ashby get hit by a blue paper plane. He smirked, and watched as Ashby threw a paper ball back, at Kimmie, and then duck.

"This is not mine," he said, in his normal, quiet tone of voice. He set the fedora back on Ashby's head, and then turned around, and glanced out the window. They should be stopping soon.

((OOC: Please keep the posts down. This will be my last post until we have everyone's intro. The bus will stop when everyone has posted an intro.))

Noah yawned, tapping his pencil against the page of the notebook in thought. His eyes were focussed on the movie screen, and occasionally, he would scrawl something down, muttering, "Bloody plotholes... all though this stupid film... hmm..." He was obviously taking out his slight annoyance at Rebecca on his poor notepad.

With a sigh, he sat back, and gave a small smile to his best friend Rebecca, as if to say all was okay. His smile looked a bit better nowadays - just a couple of weeks ago, his teeth had been released from the iron bars that embraced them, and his smile seemed a little brighter - plus, he didn't spit all the time anymore, which was kinda nice. You didn't need to keep an umbrella up around him anymore. Noah was getting bored, picking out plotholes, so sighed and glanced around the bus.

Beside him was his close friend Rebecca, the only girl who ever seemed to show him any respect or even interest around school. Plus, he loved studying with her. He didn't like her that way of course, they were just friends as far as he was concerned. Now, let's see, who else was on this stupid trip... Christian, the class emo, was being... well, emo, listening to music and all that jazz. Rafa... spanish musician dude, was scribbling something on a page, probably a song. He wasn't too bad a singer at all (J-pop and techno was more Noah's sort of thing), and he was sitting next to Ashley, the pretty aristic girl. Moira Gates... pretty, but a major pain in the neck. Blair... ugh, don't even get Noah started. He was the jock, or "jerk" as Noah would say, top guy of the entire school, the natural predator of the "nerd". Fantastic that he'd be sharing a tent with him for a while. Ashby... very gay and made Noah a tad nervous at times, but overall a cool guy, very friendly. And was currently playing paper planes with Kimmie, the rich preppy girl with pink hair. Fun. He didn't like Kimmie that much - she had been glancing... weirdly at Rebecca, he noticed. Something wasn't right. Lilly, the pretty and chatty girl was here too.

And then... his eyes fell on Amber Grace. He sat back, smiling to himself, the slightest blush lighting his cheeks. Without really noticing, he started drawing her with his pencil. He'd never tell anyone, but he'd been crushing on the goth for a while now. He'd try desperately to be nice to her, to help her out if he could, knowing that, like him, she was a bit of an outcast. He saw her as standing out from the crowd, but in a good way. Many would find it strange, as Noah usually stayed about five miles from anyone who smoked, but... he oddly didn't mind Amber.

Suddenly, he snapped awake, and saw he had started to draw her face. Blushing bright red, he flipped his pencil around and frantically tried to rub out the drawing… when he heard a horrific ripping noise. His face looked downcast as he looked at the ripped, scrunched up piece of paper, which once contained his nitpicks about Click.

“Crap,” he moaned with an exasperated sigh, sitting back, praying Rebecca hadn’t seen what he had been drawing. She probably knew anyway, she knew him too well.

ohohchangmin;;

uh, uhm. wow. o__o

anyone mind giving me a summary ?

(( Nothing has really happened, we're just posting intros. Blair is sitting with Lily, Noah with Rebecca, Moira, Kimmie and Ashby are on their own (I think) and Rafa is next to Ashley. I wrote that Moira and Lily are friends, if you don't mind. ))

((OOC: Nothing happened. Sifix's summary is correct. :) ))

ohohchangmin;;

thank youu ~

and sure sifix, i don't mind at all. (: righty then. i'll edit with an intro asap .

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Not only had she snagged a window seat near the back of the bus, but she's snagged the boy, too. Lily was ecstatic when Blair had dropped into the seat next to her, as she thought quite highly of him despite his tendency to jump from girl to girl faster than any other boy in the school. He was nice, and she didn't have to try too hard to talk to him. Lily was a good talker around anyone, but it certainly helped when the other end of the conversation offered up their own thoughts. Besides, Blair seemed to enjoy her company, and there was nothing Lily loved more than to make someone smile.

Though it had been a long ride, and Lily was slow to admit that she'd actually fallen asleep a few times throughout. She was glad to find whenever she woke up, her head was resting safely against the window, and not on the boy's shoulder next to her. Lily was a good talker, but was easily embarrased in awkward situations, and words seemed to fail her during those times. Only a few minutes ago, Lily had awoken from another nap to find Blair and a few other guys on the bus chucking a ball around as a means of amusement, and she smiled as she watched them. For a moment, she thought about asking to join in, but she was barely taller than the seat in front of her and aiming wasnt her forte, so she said nothing.

She stretched her arms upward, turning her face up with him. Lily shook her hair out, and finger-combed the side that had been resting against the window. Lily's hair was one of her favourite features, preferring to keep it long to sport the colour and her natural curls. Absently, she hummed to herself just to get some form of sound out of her mouth. Silence was most certainly not golden in Lily's over-active mind.

She stopped, however, when Blair threw a smile her way. For some reason, Lily had to laugh. He hadn't done anything particularly funny, but cute things made her happy and this boy definitely wore one ofn the cutest smiles she's ever come across.

"Ah... I wonder where we are..." Thought Lily aloud, and stretched up in her seat to do a quick inventory of the bus. She giggled softly as she watched Ashby and Kimmie having some sort of paper-origami war, and shook her head. Ashby was adorable. If only she had a chance. And Kimmie, she loved Kimmie. And her hair. She flashed a quick smile and a wave at Moira over her seat, wishing silently that they'd been able to sit nearer each other so they could talk. Oh well. Maybe we'll tent together!

Satisfied, Lily turned back around and took a quick glance out the window. She smiled and turned back to Blair. "I hope we get lots of sun. I love the sun. I'm so excited!" Lily sort of bounced in her seat, as she was never good at keeping still when she was anxious.

ooC: Epp I will edit I am reading right now

BiC:

He watched the commotion on the bus. He shook his head with a laugh. Usually he was the funny one. He was the one people looked at for a laugh, not his best friend Ashby (That ok?). Ryan gave a smile though. He has helped Ashby become funny. He looked around the bus to notice Noah and Becca sitting together, Becca. [I]Cute, but not for him.[/b] He looked over to see Kimmie [I]Been there not going back[I] He thought to himself. He even saw his sister, sitting next to the music kid. Ryan had no idea who he was. He really only paid real close attention to one person, Lily. He smiled as he watched her. He had seen her fall a sleep a few times and gave a small laugh. He needed to get her to notice him. Epically over Blair. He quickly leaped up from the back and walked up to the front, as he passed everyone. He gave a small glance at his Ashby and noticed his sister was in front of Ashby, so he also gave her a wink. When he walked up to the from the quickly went to the TV, and took “Click” out of the DVD player and put something everyone was once in there life a fan of. “The Lion King” He gave a small laugh as he walked away from the TV and stood there as the movie came on. The moment he heard mumbles and some laughs he looked at the group of people, and bowed down to the fans. “Thank you all!” he said as she waved to all of them. “Now if everyone is so willing as to start singing with me.” he said as he put his hands up, “Ninety nine bottles of drinks on the wall.” He said with a wink as a few teachers waited to yell at him, for saying “Beer”.

She was not to caring about who was sitting with who. Personally she didn’t know many of these people. Most of them were her bother, Ryan’s friends... Hers were on the last bus, or not on the trip at all. She gave a sigh as she looked at her ipod as long brown hair fell to her left side, touching the person she was sitting with. Quickly she grabbed her hair and moved it. She didn’t even realize she had been sitting with anyone. She looked at him, “Sorry about that.” She said with a mumble. She felt bad because she didn’t know his name. Had seen him around school, she realized he always seemed to be spacey. Well that’s what she thought of him. What did it matter anyway, all she wanted to do was take out her camera and take some pictures. In fact five hours ago she had. She had taken lots of them, around the rest area. She had been late back to the bus getting lectured in front of the whole bus. She just shook her head and had sat in front of Ashby, which was yet again a friend of Ryan’s. She looked out the window as “Collide” by Howie Day played on her ipod. She smiled, this was her favorite song. She looked back at the boy who sat next to her as he looked up and down at the TV. Just then she noticed that her brother was going up to the front of the bus. She gave a warning glare and watched as he switched DVD’s, then tried to get the bus to sing. She just shook her head and turned her ipod up louder. She hoped the guy next to her could not hear the music. All she could think about though was the boy, sitting next to her. He was handsome and had some mystery to him. She noticed he pulled out a note pad and started to write in Spanish. Quickly she looked away and back out the window.

((OOC: We can stop the bus as quick as WannabeeNinja posts. If she doesn't post by tomorrow night, I guess we'll stop the bus anyway. I'm going to be gone all day tomorrow, and part of the night, by the way.))

OhOhC; Sorry for making you guys wait. >.< Here's the post.

BiC;

Amber leaned back more into the hard seat, leg crossed over the other and hands placed on her lap attempting to get comfortable but failing terribly. Pursing her black lipstick covered lips in annoyance she gave up and continued reading the manga grasped in her hands, Vampire Kisses. She got a couple pages into the book before bookmarking the page and closing the book because of the throb that was forming in her head. She immediately regretted trying to read on the bus. She could never read in a moving vehicle without receiving a migraine so why would today be any different? Before boredom could overcome her she looked around the bus finding nothing really interesting until her green eyes landed on Noah. She couldn't see him that well because she didn't have her contacts in at the moment but from what she could make out had her cheeks tinted a light rosy color as she continued to stare.

She had known for a long time she liked him and even considered confessing to him but ofcourse she noticed the blatant stares his friend Rebecca gave him and chickened out. She'd just continued to admire him from afar.Turning away she fingered the cigarettes hidden in the pocket of her black mini-skirt. As soon as they got off the bus she was going to wander off and take a smoke. She hoped it wasn't long until they arrived.

((OOC: GAH! Computer dysfunctioned, and I lost everything that I typed.... Here's a retype.))

Christian's eyes widened when he saw a clearing coming up, nearby. There was a pond and a waterfall off to one side, and he wondered if that was where they would be staying at. He hoped so, because he loved the waterfall. He also noticed that one of the buses had already parked, and teachers were setting up tents. Some of the tents were red, and some were blue, and they all had big white numbers on the side. The area was where they were staying.

Christian sighed when the bus stopped, and the door opened. "Get off, kids. Don't forget anything, because the bus will be leaving, and a different bus will be coming to get you guys," the driver said.

Christian stood up, and grabbed his stuff, and rushed off the bus. When he got off of the bus, a teacher handed him a piece of paper that had a number on it. , it said. He glanced up at the numbers on the tent, and saw a blue one with on it.

Christian walked over to the tent, and sat his stuff down beside the tent, and then sighed, examining the area. He wanted to see the pond, to see if it was in swimming condition.

He climbed up on the rocks next to the waterfall, and put his hand under the waterfall. It was cool, but it felt good to Christian. He smiled to himself. He might go swimming in a couple of days.

Rafa was so happy when he looked up to see people getting off of the bus. He got up, and tucked his notebook under his arm . He then reached up, and grabbed his bags, and then ran for the exit, making sure not to hit people with his bags.

The teacher gave him a piece of paper with a number six on it, and he looked at the tents, and found the right tent. He then walked over to the tent, and set his stuff down next to someone else's.

After that, he sighed, and then began to walk around the perimeter of the area, trying to stretch his legs out.

((OOC: All the guys are in tent , and all the girls will be in tent , okay?))