Hello fellow fan-fictioners! This is my first fanfic ever (published, at least). Also, I am new to this awesomazzing site, and I really don't know how things work yet. But not to worry; I'll figure it out. ;)

I just have to say... I really hate this chapter. . I feel like it was badly written, and it just doesn't meet my standards. HOPEFULLY the next chapters will flow easier.

OH, and I almost forgot:

Disclaimer: I do not own Tokyo Mew Mew.

The camp came into view as the car brought me closer and closer to our destination.

A huge sign reading "Camp MewMew" decorated the entrance. I sighed happily, my legs itching to go ahead and jump out of our small mini-van and run forever.

A five hour drive can do a lot to a young teenager.

The car proceeded to a stop, and I joyously opened the door and breathed in the fresh air. Then I decided to take a look at my surroundings:

We were parked on a small dirt parking-lot. Looking to my right was a small cabin that looked almost like a house, painted pink. Behind it was two clotheslines; one for each adjoined cabins. A bit away from the cabin was a small playground, and beyond that was a pavilion with a grey, metal roof and metal supports.

Looking to my left was a circle of five cabins pink-painted cabins, all neatly arranged in a U shape. From each cabin was a sandy path that led to the girl's restrooms. A few trees dotted the area, and some small, wooden-gray posted dripped with pink surrounded the cabin area.

Every cabin had a sign in the front, saying "1A, 1B. 2A, 2B" and so forth, until the very last one-cabin 6- which wasn't even in the U-shaped area, and had no pink posts surrounding it.

"Maddie?" My mom called, opening the car door.

"Yeah mom?"

"Why don't you go ahead and sign up for your cabin while I run the paperwork?" She asked, smiling.

"Sounds great!" I exclaimed, glad I wouldn't have to stick with her during the entire time I had to sign up.

I mean, no offense to her or anything, but I had already been with her in the car for more than five hours, and sometimes I need a break.

I slowly started walking toward what seemed to be a small, green building. A massive horde of people were gathered around it, so I decided to start there. I struggled to get through the entrance, but finally the crowd let me in, and I gave a questioning glance at the building I was in.

"Excuse me?" I asked, waiting for someone to answer.

A woman who looked to be the age of 19 turned around abruptly. She had bright red hair tied in a messy bun, and was wearing an apron that was splattered with numerous dots of brightly colored paint. Her lips arched into a smile as she caught sight of me.

"How may I help you?" She asked.

I hesitated a bit before answering. "I just wanted to know where to sign up for cabins." I finally answered.

Her smile turned to a grin as she led me toward a room in the back of the building.

"In there." She whispered, pointing. "Hope you have a great time at camp! Nya!" She bowed, and then, halfway into bowing, stopped herself and sat up. Her cheeks turned a bright pink. I heard her mutter under her breath something about "Tokyo" and "Different" before she was away from hearing distance.

I shrugged, and slowly began walking toward the sign-up area.

"You're Cabin 2A, with Ichigo Momomiya."

I carefully took the slip that the lady handed me.

"Get her signature and you're good to go!"

I smiled. "Thanks."

Swiftly, I began to make my way back to the Girl's Village (the area with the pink posts around it, and the cabin outside of it). My short, wavy hair was beginning to frizz in all this Michigan humidity.

I scanned the pink cabins for cabin 2A, and I caught sight of it farthest from the bathroom. I groaned as I thought of all the hasty trips I would have to make in order to get a shower first.

Even though I have never even been to this camp before, I knew a heck of a lot of how things worked.

As I neared the cabin, I realized who my counselor was;

Her bright red hair was tied into a messy bun, and her apron was dotted with brightly-colored paint. She smiled, and her brown eyes lit up with delight as I came closer.

The woman whom I had bumped into earlier was Ichigo Momomiya.

So, what do ya think?

I'm a bit new to how the bowing works in Tokyo, Japan, but from reading a few fanfics and watching the anime numerous times, I think I've figured it out. If you know I haven't, please tell me! I would rather be told than not, and have something incorrect on my fanfic. Thanks! :)