Welcome to Scouting!
I do not know a lot about girl scouts so don't get mad/offended if I mess anything up.
~OOC
~AU
-This is a Fourtris story, and it always will be, so don't freak out.-
I do not own Divergent or Camp John J Barnhardt!
chapter 1
/Tris/
"Well thank you Miss Prior. We have been in need of a new head swimming councillor. Our other staff are too young to lead or aren't interested in the position, you are 21, which is just the age we need."
"Well thank you, Mr. Eaton, for the job, I have been so excited to work here since Christina told me about her experiences here last summer," I say, rising from Marcus Eaton's desk in Montgomery Lodge.
"Well, welcome to the staff of Camp John J. Barnhardt," says Marcus, also rising from his chair to shake my already extended hand.
"Thank you, Mr. Eaton."
"Tris, call me Marcus. Some of our other staff are 21 and above, too. Those are the staff that work at the climbing tower, waterfront, and the shooting ranges."
"Yes, Christina told me."
"Well, I'm sure you'll fit right in with her group," he states, picking up his Mountain Hardwear backpack off the floor behind his chair.
I nod, pick up my bag, and leave his office. As I exit the old lodge, the blistering heat of early June in North Carolina is immediately felt.
I sigh as I head towards the staff village. I am sharing a small cabin with Christina and two other girls.
I find my assigned cabin and I walk in. Inside is Christina putting a mirror on the wall, above the raggedy desk fan. She already has multiple hooks set up. Four hooks on the door, and two beside the lopsided mirror which she is trying to straighten.
"Tris, could you hand these up on those hooks," Christina asks, referring to her make up bag, while nodding her head in the direction of the hooks, her usual curly brown hair, which is in a ponytail, flips from the wind of the fan.
"Yea, so Chrissy. when are the other-."
"Hi Chrissy! We missed you so much!" Two girls come bursting into the cabin, pulling Christina and I into a tight bear hug.
"You must be Tris," of of the two girls says, she has pale skin, brown eyes and brown hair.
"Yes, I'm Tris, you are," I ask, I've never really been good at making friends. My parents were always busy. My dad working in Chicago, and my mother working in near by shelters.
"I'm Marlene," the brown haired girl says, motioning towards herself," and this is Shauna."
"Hi Tris. As you already know, I'm Shauna," the other girl says. She has pretty blonde hair in a ponytail and is tall, like Christina. She is probably 5'9 while I'm 5'7.
"It's so nice to finally meet you. Christina has told us all about you," Marlene says, this remark causes me to blush.
"So, you're the new head swimming instructor?" I nod at Shauna's question. "Well, those horndog campers and some staff will be ALL over you," she says, putting emphasis on the 'all'.
"Oh, thanks." I make myself a mental note. "So where are yall from," I ask.
"We're both from Chicago," Marlene says, tossing her purse on the top bunk. There are two bunk beds, an outlet by each bunk, a fan, and some open space.
Christina leaves the room, so I slide my suitcase under the bottom bunk. Christina soon comes back with a suitcase, but following her are two dark skinned boys. They're one seems about 5'11 and the other seems about 6 foot.
The shorter one is carrying a five headed multi colored lamp, and the other is holding a small wooden dresser. It's about 3 feet wide and sticks out about a foot and a half. Christina shoves the tall boy that was holding the dresser out of the way and drops a bunch of hair products and brushes on it.
"Thanks Uriah and Ze-," Christina starts but she is rudely interrupted by,"woah Christina who is the new babe?"
Marlene smacks the boy on the arm," Uriah, I'm right here, you little hoe." The boy that goes by Uriah blushes deeply before pulling Marlene off the top bunk into his arms, then a longing passionate kiss.
"I missed you so much, Marlene," Uriah says, then he kisses her again.
The other boy closes the lid on his Nalgene water bottle after taking a large swig of water from it before throwing his arms around Shauna and engulfing her in a hug.
"Zeke!" Shauna exclaims, then 'Zeke' kisses her on the lips. Christina and I are just sitting the bottom part of our bunk.
"I call dibs on top," Christina shouts over the raggedy fan in the back ground. She then launches herself onto the top bunk.
"Well, Tris, looks like you and I have the bottom," Shauna sighs, then plops down on the bunk.
I examine the cabin a little more, there is some unpolished lattice with a bug screen on it. They must've wanted it because it gets hot in here.
"Well, I'm Zeke," the taller boy says, he has very short curly brown hair with brown eyes. Uriah is the shorter one. The two look very similar, but Uriah is a little more handsome. "and I'm Uriah," the other boy says in a joking manner. Uriah also has dark brown eyes, and I also catch a tattoo of a snake on the back of his ear.
"I'm Tris, the new head swimming instructor."
"We both work at the waterfront! Even though that is on the opposite side of the camp from the pool," Zeke says. I nod, trying to act amused.
"Well let us get unpacked. Staff week is long and boring. The boy scouts don't get here until next Sunday," Christina says, but she directs the last part to me. I just nod and unpack my tempurpedic pillow and sheets.
Mr. Eaton steps on one of the tables as we all eat. He slaps his paddle on the side of the table, getting full attention from all 40 staff members.
It's about 9am on Monday morning and I'm still tired. "So staff, two things, I want you all to look through your requirements and equipment needed for your merit badge, I want you to turn a sheet of paper of what you need into Montgomery Lodge by 3pm."
We all nod in unison. I look down to see Uriah and Zeke sitting on both sides of a guy. I get a better look at the man. He seems to be about 22 or 23. He has a freshly shaven face, a full lower lip and a spare upper lip, long eye lashes, a slightly hooked nose with a few freckles, which can only be seen if you look close enough. They are probably from the sun.
He has dark brown hair, which could be mistaken for black in the dark. I then look at his eyes. They are the deepest blue I've ever seen. This man is extremely hot.
I look away for a moment, to not make it look obvious that I was staring at this amazing human. I try to steal a quick glance, but when I do, I see those dark, deep blue eyes staring right back at me. I blush and look down at the eggs on my tray.
When I finally look up, I see him staring at me, but with a soft smile.
He nods at me and I blush, again and look down at my tray. He then shoves Uriah over with one arm, causing Uriah to slide down the bench. Uriah lets out a yelp when his leg smacking into the metal bar connecting the bench to the table.
He leans over to Zeke and asks him a question. Zeke looks at me then back at the man and says,"That's Tris."
"Hey, Tris, come over here," he says. He has a very deep voice, which is quite sexy.
I stand up and walk around the table, when I get near him he pats empty spot on the bench.
He is the first to speak when I sit. "Welcome to Barnhardt. I'm Four, I run the archery range," Four says.
"Unique name," I say. Christina was telling me how easily people get nicknames around here.
I was right about his age. You have to be at least 21 to be a director of any 'risky' merit badge classes.
"I'm Tris. I'm the new Aquatic Director." He nods then takes a sip of his orange juice.
We have some small talk about scouting and stuff. Four rises, and steps back from the bench. "Tris, are you done," he asks, nodding towards my half empty tray. I nod and he bends down and grabs the tray of food for me.
As he walks towards the dish drop off, I get a better look at him. He seems to be pretty tall, about 6'2 or 6'3. He is wearing this year's staff themed shirt.
The shirt is gray and has the letters 'S S I' in large, black print. Under it, it reads 'staff'. He is wearing the green scouting shorts, and a really rad Philmont belt. (A/N: Philmont is one of the high adventure bases for scouting. Each base sells it's own uniform belts, which are pretty rad.)
This year's theme is Scouting Science Investigation. He drops the tray off and turns towards me, then flashes me a smile. On the front of the shirt, is a small design, in the shape of a deputy's badge with a magnifying glass on it, there are also small letters that read 'S S I'.
Christina shoots me a look and says,"He has never talked that much to someone new."
I let that sink in, and it doesn't leave my head all day.
Author's Note: Well, the first chapter is pretty slow, but it will get better! Please review!
Until next chapter,
gotchris
