Meanwhile in the boys side of camp...................

When Numbuh One first stepped into the small cramped cabin the thing that stood out the most was one boys bed, the wall around it was completely covered with photos of one girl. They weren't posters, and she obviously wasn't a model, in some photos she was playing sports, in some she was swimming, and in some she was at the camp dances. She had long sandy blonde hair around her shoulders that lay in waves, piercing green eyes, and a petite frame. Her smile was a small one, and she seemed sort of camera shy.

"What's with the photos," Numbuh Two said loudly.

A laugh echoed from the back of the room and a short boy stepped forward, he had brown hair and large freckles covering his whole face.

"That's Otto's girl," The boy said with a small snort, "actually she doesn't know that he's alive, but he is obsessed with her."

Suddenly from the shrine around his bed a tall redhead pulled his face away from admiring the blonde girl.

"She's an absolute goddess isn't she," he said in a breathy voice.

"Does she go here," Numbuh Four asked.

"Yea," The brown-haired boy said with a nod, "She's in Bunk One."

"That's where the girls are," Numbuh One said to his two teammates, "I wonder if the know her."

"We can ask them tomorrow at the lake," Numbuh Two said back quietly.

No sooner had Numbuh Two let out this last syllable then Mr. Sir stormed in and sent them to bed.

"Great," Numbuh Four said in a muttered voice, "We get Mr. Ass."

The boys laughed and hurried off to their separate beds, not being able to wait until the next day when they could share their experience with the girls.

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"Come on girls," Jen screamed loudly, "Time for an early morning swim, were meeting the boys for one before breakfast."

"It's freezing," Sandra complained from her bed, "We'll get hypothermia."

"Nonsense," Jen said laughing, "Now pull yourselves out of bed and into your suits."

It took a few minutes for all the girls to get changed, and by the time they did the freezing morning weather had turned pleasant and warm. Walking down the long stone path to the beach Numbuh Five, Numbuh Three, and Numbuh Nine were laughing and chatting.

"Are we gonna tell the guys about the curse," Numbuh Nine asked.

"Why shouldn't we," Numbuh Five asked in a questioning voice.

"Because they'll deny it and laugh in our face," Numbuh Nine replied as-a-matter-of-factly

"It's a chance we'll have to take," Numbuh Five replied just as they reached the beach.

Suddenly past the girls walked Numbuh 86, her head was hanging low and she looked truly sad to be there.

"Hey Numbuh 86," Numbuh Nine shouted, "You can hang out with us if you want."

Numbuh Nine ignored the rest of the girl's heads violently shaking the word "no" as Fanny slowly walked over.

"You really mean it," The redhead asked suspiciously.

"Yea," Numbuh Nine replied.

Numbuh 86 shrugged her shoulders and then began to set up her towel next to theirs when they reached the beach. Suddenly a petite blonde girl with shocking green eyes walked over.

"Hi," she said softly, "I don't believe we've met, my name is Chelsea Rollins."

As the rest of the group introduced themselves, Numbuh One, Numbuh Two, and Numbuh Four walked over with a boy that they had never seen before.

"Hey you guys," Numbuh One said.

The girls responded with a resounding hello.

"Wait you're the girl from the photographs," Numbuh Four said pointing at Chelsea.

Chelsea looked confused.

"Guys," Numbuh Five said pointing to the girl, "This is Chelsea."

"This is Otto," Numbuh Two said pushing Otto forward.

"Hi," Otto said in a nervous voice to Chelsea.

"Hi," Chelsea said back warmly.

"HI," He said again.

"I got to go," Chelsea said, she looked really freaked out as she walked away, Otto looked back at the group, gave them a thumbs up, and ran off after her.

"What was that all about," Numbuh Three asked as the boys set up their towels.

"Don't ask," Numbuh One said rolling his eyes, as he plopped down to Numbuh Nine. He didn't realize the shock on Numbuh 86's face.

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86 POV

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So that's why she invited me over here to scorn me and make me feel bad that Nigel likes her and not me. It was all a trap, good for nothing bitch, I got to get out of here, I can't take their laughter any longer.

"Excuse me," I say standing up.

I begin to walk toward the direction of the boathouse; at least I won't have to deal with anyone in there. Walking in the first thing I notice is the lack of light, which is probably caused by the broken light bulb above me. Suddenly I hear a noise over by the canoes, looking that way I notice a small girl that is bout my age. You could tell she was very pretty, even in the dark. Her skin seemed healthy and bright and her chocolate brown eyes shone with warmth.

"Hi," she said stepping out of the shadows, now I could see her full red lips and short ebony colored hair.

"Hi," I said cautiously, not sure what to think of someone that likes to hang around in dark boathouses.

"Who are you," She asked.

"My name is Fanny Mc'cay," I said in a surprised voice, "Who are you?"

"I'm Julianne Andrews, my parents own this camp,"

"Oh."

There was a moment of silence.

"I don't have many friends here," She said in a sad voice, "Would you like to be my friend."

It was as if an angel had just sent me a sign, little did I know that it was actually the devil speaking to me through this girl, not god.

"Sure," I said turning away to gaze out on the beach once more, seeing Numbuh Nine laughing with Numbuh One only filled me with more jealousy as I spun around to look or Julianne. But she wasn't there all there was a canoe laying face down on the floor, I was alone once more.