Camp Crystal Lake, New Jersey,
Wednesday, June 11th, 2014.
A bus rolled into the camp, the camp counselors standing before it. It had been 11 years since the last murder at Crystal Lake. The people of the community had believed the killer of Crystal Lake had finally went to his final resting place, which lead to the re-opening of Camp Crystal Lake.
Standing before the bus were 10 Counselors, Jenny Myers, Brandon Wilson, Chad Kensington, Vanessa Jones, Tiffany Cox, Kenny Riedell, Eric Lachappa, Deborah Kim, Adam Palomino, And A.J Mason. All of them had been hired by Carter Dier, the camp's director, because he trusted that his friends would get the job done.
Jenny was a perky girl who tried to see the good in everyone, rarely ever giving up on anyone. She had shoulder length brown hair and a perfect smile. She mirrored Chad in height, give or take a few inches.
Brandon was the jock. He was a jerk. He played pranks on people, insulted them, etc. He had a faded afro and wore a letterman jacket nearly every day. He stood at exactly 6 feet.
Chad, the preppy guy, was Brandon's best friend. He was more of a douche than Brandon was. He constantly reminded everyone of how beneath them he was. He had short, wavy blonde hair. He was 5'8.
Vanessa was the track-star of the group. She was short tempered and competitive, a deadly mix. She was also known to be somewhat absent minded, usually getting lost on her jogs. She was of African descent and had long hair tied into a pony tail. She was of average height, 5'6.
Tiffany was the flirty girl, a monster in bed. Outside of the sheets, she was a kind spirited person who tried to make sure all of her friends were doing well. She had chin length hair, outfitted with bangs in front. She was an inch off of average, 5'4.
Kenny was the head counselor, average at everything. He was passionate about his job, trying to make sure everything was in order. He wanted everyone to care about their job as much as he did. He was of Latino descent, he sported beard stubble and short black hair. Like all of his skills, he was about average height, 5'7.
Eric was the nerd. He was shorter than the others ,5'4, chubby too. He had an inferiority complex, the constant berating he got from Chad and Bugsy didn't help with that. He had glasses and an untamed bowl cut.
Deborah was his counterpart. She was of Korean descent and had large oval glasses. She was a shy girl, barely ever speaking to anyone. When she did have to speak to others, it was usually to shoo them off. She did love kids though. Before becoming a camp counselor, she worked a bunch of babysitting gigs. She dreamed of becoming a teacher, hoping to make an impact on the word through her teachings. She had shoulder length brown hair with bangs. She was the shortest of them all, standing at a measly 5'2.
Adam was the edgy guy. He towered above the others, standing proudly at 6'2. He didn't take shit from anyone. He wore a leather jacket every day, as if to prove he was a bad ass. He defended Eric from Chad and Brandon, knowing he could beat both of their asses. He had long, slick, black hair.
A.J. was his girlfriend, the rocker chick. She loved metal, specifically glam rock. She had neck length hair that was highlighted with purple and pink. It was parted at the side, a little of it going just above her eye. She was taller than most of the counselors, standing at 5'9.
The bus doors opened and the kids flooded out, ready for their summer of fun
"Welcome to Camp Crystal Lake!" The counselors said, some more enthusiastically than the others. It would be a summer they would never forget, even if they wanted to, and they would definitely want to forget about this.
"Now who's ready for some fun?" Tiffany and Jenny yelled to all the kids, the kids screaming in excitement. A.J. looked bored out of her mind, listening to music on her phone, Deborah was helping a kid with their back pack, and only god knew where Vanessa was. Probably with Brandon.
Meanwhile, the guys were helping set up the activities for the day. Archery, Hiking, Canoeing, Etc. They wanted to make sure the summer camp experience would be the best one to date. They were about ready to get the kids started, however, the camp nurse approached the scene.
"Are you sure all of this is safe?" Helen Deacon asked, hopeful she wouldn't have to do as much work.
"Well if you don't have to take a breather every 5 steps like Eric, then sure!" Chad perked up, Brandon giving him a low-five.
"I'd rather be out of shape than wear an oversized sweater around my neck," Eric retaliated, Adam gave a little chuckle.
"Nothing's oversized for your fat ass," Chad gave him a shit-eating grin.
"Hey, leave him alone! I'll come over there and personally kick your ass, you scrawny piece of shit!" Adam threatened.
"Yeah? Eric, your boyfriend over there seems a little tense! Maybe you should give him a massage or something" Chad confidently spoke.
"I'm gonna fucking kill yo- "
"Fellas, please." Kenny spoke up. "Mrs. Deacon, I can assure you all of this is safe for the kids. We've been hard at work for the last 2 hours making sure every bit is saf- "He was cut off by a sudden crunch.
"Sorry," Eric said, trying to piece back together a broken paddle.
Helen sighed, "Mr. Riedell, I'm just trying to make sure the children don't get injured- "
"Fake!" Adam called out, taping together the paddle.
"Listen Helen, Camp Crystal Lake's greatest concern is safety," Kenny stated, slightly annoyed.
"Yeah, that's why 4 dozen people have died here, right?" Helen said. "Whatever, don't let any kids get hurt, got it?" She wandered off.
"Bitch," Chad mumbled under his breath.
