A.N. Thanks to everyone who reviewed! Including; guest, guest, and random girl. I'd love to see you guys get an account so I can talk to you guys! Thank you to "guest" for suggesting a song, I think, but unfortunately I didn't know what song that was, and I had some ideas, so here we go… but there isn't a whole lot of "Background" to work with at this point… What do you think?

Mason/Kim: Accidentally In Love?

Dylan/Mariah: Call Me Maybe? (Even though they've already met)

Erin/Michael: Beautiful Soul?

I was abruptly woken by the squealing of the air through the brakes of the bus as we came to a stop. I had fallen asleep and when I groggily looked at my phone, it said 6:30 AM.— Way too early. I looked around and saw that most everyone on our bus was asleep or blankly staring at their phone. Our coach, Brian, who must have been awake for a half an hour or so already stood up and blew his whistle, making everyone on the bus jump about four feet into the air.

Then he screamed, "We're here!" I looked out the window and saw school buildings, a pool, lots of cars and buses, but almost no people because it was too early. Yep, we were at the campus. I stood up to stretch and as soon as I stood up, I realized that everyone else must have pressed the snooze button on waking up, because they were still passed out, either leaning on the side of the bus or the person next to them. I saw Mason, sitting up with his eyes open, but he still looked asleep. Kim, on the other hand, was slouched against him, still sound asleep. He had his arm around her, and they both looked very happy and peaceful. I'm wondering more and more what's going on there. I should just ask someone, really. When I get a chance, I told myself.

After another 10 minutes or so, we were all off the bus and standing in a mob on the sidewalk, stretching. The kids on the junior bus slowly started coming out as well. The coach had gone into an office building while we got our bags off the bus, and he came back out a few minutes later with a big stack of papers. Still trying to be a little bit quiet, he motioned for all of us to gather around.

"Okay! Here's our schedule!" He said, trying to not make his deep voice echo around the little plaza. "Today is our free day to explore and get familiar with the campus, aside from a warm up game on field 6C in a few hours. Opening ceremonies are tonight at 6:30." Everyone, despite the fact that we were still groggy, got a little excited by that information. "And tomorrow evening," He said, letting himself get a little louder. "Our first game at Jewel week is at 7:30!" We all gave off a cheer, and Alana, who I had been standing next to, looked at me, and we hugged excitedly, squealing a little bit. Coach Brian continued, "So let's get to our dorms, and get exploring." We all looked at him with a twisted face. Mason was the first to comment,

"It's 7:00 in the morning."

Coach Brian turned around abruptly. "That's right. Thank you Mason." We couldn't help but giggle. "How's this? Let's get to our dorms, relax, take our time, and then go explore." The team giggled quietly and agreed.

We got to our dorms, and eventually got settled. Natasha, Alana, Bailey, and me all room together. I don't know Bailey very well, but she's a great person to have on our team, so I was happy to share a room with her, I guess. I went over to the room of another girl on the senior team, Leah, and asked her when we were getting breakfast. She told me that the campus was providing meals on a large field, and we were heading there in 15 minutes. That was good information to know, but really, it was just my way of getting involved, staying in the loop. That was important. I was determined to find my place on the team.

We all went to have breakfast, which tasted incredible, mostly because we were all starved, but it was almost more fun to all lie around the field with our eggs and toast and talk. I was actually starting to enjoy being able to rotate between the junior and senior team.

"Field 6C? Where in this twisted campus is that?" I wondered to myself. We'd had enough problems finding our dorms earlier. I had officially just decided to follow the crowd, it was easier. It was my first game ever at Jewel week, even if it wasn't being judged. It was incredible. My blonde hair was tied back, and I was in my uniform, ready to go. I didn't even feel like Nina anymore. Nina resides in England. I'm different here, and I love it.

I turn around to see Erin and Michael walking together near the back of the pack. They're both smiling. Then I look down and see that they're holding hands, and even though I had decided to keep quiet about it, I had officially decided that they were together, for lack of a better explanation. We stopped at the entrance to the field while Coach Brian signed some papers attached to the front gate to sign in for our warm up game. I turned around to ask Alana a question, but just as I was about to speak, I found myself looking a little bit farther back to see Erin and Michael, now stopped, standing like the rest of us. Michael put his arm around her, reached over and kissed her for a few tender seconds. One by one, we turned around to see, squealing a little bit. Coach Brian either didn't notice, or chose to ignore it, because he motioned for us to all go onto the field. They looked pretty happy together, at least for the time being.

"Okay! Senior team, on the bleachers please! Michael, could you help me with the balls with the junior team's game?" I don't know him, or anyone on the team very well, but he's never asked anyone to help with balls before. So he had seen Erin and Michael. I laughed to myself.

I guess coach really wanted us in great shape for tomorrow, because he had us doing drill after drill, using the entire two hours we had the field for. At least he was forced to split the time for the teams.

We were doing goal kicks now. I was done, collapsed on the bleachers. There were about five of them left, working like mad, but exhausted like the rest of us. Dylan was sitting on the edge of the first row of the bleachers, and I waited anxiously a few rows back. If Mariah, who was next, got one more goal, she would have been the MVP for this challenge. It was either her to win, or Eric, from the senior team, and, much to Eric's dismay, everyone was rooting on Mariah. It was just one of those fun things everyone decided to do to feel united and goofy. I was in favor.

She got it in! We all cheered frantically, Coach Brian rolling his eyes and making a note on his clipboard. He was forgetting that we were here to have fun, but two could play the game of ignorance, so we did. When Mariah got off the field, we all ran to congratulate her. You'd think she's just won a game for us, but it was actually just a case of 40 kids versus three adults, enjoying the freedom.

Of all the people trying to talk to Mariah, she walked over to Dylan and hugged him. He congratulated her again, while I stood admirably and watched them flirt. I can tell you for sure that they're not together, but other than that, I don't know where they stand.

"ARE YOU READY?"

The crowd hissed back a deafening, "YEAH!"

"I SAID ARE YOU READY?"

What, he wanted us to be louder? We tried. "YEAAH!"

"WELL THEN, WELCOME TO JEWEL WEEK!"

The stadium went mad. Opening ceremonies had started, but first we had to get through all of the pre-show hype. A five second countdown video appeared on the screens and as the crowd counted down, it kind of became real that we were finally here. After the countdown, an upbeat promo video began, but no one could here over the screaming. The screens showed colorful swirls, soccer balls, and enough excitement that I was convinced that they were going to make the audience explode.

The video ended, and a tall man with a white beard walked onto stage. At long last, everyone settled down. When he started talking, it became pretty obvious that just about the entire audience checked out, but it was now deathly silent.

Silent, except for an angry mumbling I heard next to me. I looked about four seats down to the right of me, and saw Erin and Michael mumbling to each other. They were whisper yelling, and maybe it would have been kind of funny, but most of our section was turned around, looking at them in concern, and I was no different. Just a few hours ago they were spontaneously kissing each other, and now they're fighting. Is this what America has become while I've been gone? Or is it just the whole world?

By the time a few more minutes of the pointless fighting had passed while we stared blankly at them or the various speakers on stage, Erin stood up, whacked Michael on the back of his head and muttered something particularly hateful at him. She walked across the aisle she was sitting in and went to sit next to Leah while Michael just sat there helplessly.

A.N. If you read this long, thank you! I know it was a long chapter! Please give me some feedback! I'm sorry this took so long to get out here; xforeverlovex21 beta read it for me. (Thank you!) The next ones will come faster. Tell me what your favorite part or your favorite couple so far is!

Here's the couples, tell me a song that fits them!

Mason/ Kim:

Dylan/ Mariah:

Erin/ Michael:

More to come! Thanks again!