/N I do not own the Newsies. *pout* And there are no…well not a lot
of hard feelings that Disney claimed them first. *clears throat* I do
however own the camp *ponders* Where's my money? Other than that
I own Hope and Ringlets. Thanks *bows*

The charter bus Kloppman had rented was full of students, well eleven
students. He wanted this camp to be an enrichment process, not jail. He
wanted them to put aside their pasts and move on, to grow close and
learn that they had each other and they had him. The way the past few
days around campus had been shaping up he wouldn't be surprised if
they killed each other one by one before they even made it on camp
grounds. His own stomach lurched at the though of their reactions when
they learned of the team projects, feeling exercises and competitions
they'd be apart of during the next three months, the seminars they'd be
attending. Kloppman didn't want to think about it anymore and stood up
to take roll.
Kloppman just called their names and remembered what he could about
their past, he didn't expect for them to answer

"Micah." That boy had taken on the reputation as a "bully." But all he
was doing was trying to forget about his mother's neglect and abuse
and his beloved brother Josiah's death. He had died in his freshman
year, murdered by two gang members with no care in the world. Micah
knew who it was, he had witnessed it, but to save his life and his
mother's he ran. Far away.

"Shanty " Boy all this girl wanted was to live her life, for her brother
Graft let her make her own decisions. He was protective of her to every
end. He was ever since their parents left them, he vowed to take care of
her. She wasn't close to many people at Lake Vista and I'm not sure if
that's by choice or because people tend to avoid her because of her
older brother.

"Steven" He was here on scholarship, trying to escape the torment of
his past. His mother was beaten by his father and so was he. So once
his father was arrested she sent him to Lake Vista. He was given a full
scholarship for room and board and class materials, she visited him
whenever she could.

"Cassidy" A girl with that proves being pretty isn't easy, they are
sometimes held to higher standard. Blonde hair, blue eyes considered a
ditz. But she was taken advantage of one night, according to her at
least. The rest of the cops in Vista's school district ignored it. After al=
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he was the captain of the football team and who cared if her daughter
shared his DNA and it didn't matter to them that the day after their date
she came to school bruised and beaten.

"Jake" He was a pro at challenging authority and causing attention be
put on him…even if it was negative. He had a nice comfortable life style,
both parents and an adopted brother. Maybe that's what was eating
him. The school praised his `brother' and Jake was left behind, in the
shadows. Maybe it was the same in his house.

"Charly" She didn't listen to anyone but herself. If she wanted to do it…
she did it. Now she knew her limits but tested them just enough. I'm not
sure what makes her this way, she has several papers ripped out of her
student profile. Memo's in her medical file, psychiatric file were missing.=

She missed a day or two every month. Something was up and I didn't
know what. But helping her was out of the question, whatever it was.
She had no desire for any help, from anyone.

"Jack." I looked up and saw him messing with his cowboy hat and
bandana. He was enthralled with Sante Fe and was determined to make
it there once he graduated. His father killed his mother on Christmas
eve, wrapped her body up and gave it to him on Christmas. He was
gone when Jack opened it. Mr. Holloman had custody of him, his
mother's brother.

"Andrea" That girl didn't trust anyone anymore, not after what
happened this year. The rumors some guy had started about her
sleeping with him. She had come to my office once I tears. Five guys
had confronted her, making crude comments and gestures and she
wanted to know what I could do to help. But there was nothing I could
do unless she was willing to press charges and she never came back
after that meting. Her fellow peers never called her Andrea again, for
them, slut worked just fine.

"Michael." This poor kid was just mistaken, he never did want to be
called an anarchist. He just didn't want to conform. To be what anyone
wanted him to be, he was determined to make his own decisions. That
way he could be happy. Also he never told a lie, so that probably made
people nervous being around him. Never knowing what he's going to say.

"Sierra" She probably had the easiest life of them all. Both her parents
were alive and married. She's never been through divorce, and they
seem nice enough. When I made the phone calls about Camp Label-not
they were delighted to pay for her camp tuition and excited that she was
going. They said it would be a great place for her to make new friends,
too bad she didn't feel the same way. Sierra seemed perfectly content
being by herself.

"Cayleigh" From what I've read she lives with her father. I'm not sure
what happened to her mother and she refuses to talk about it. I had
asked her to be one of the student camp counselors but I decided that
she may enjoy being just a camper. She didn't know yet that I had
changed her camp status to camper with "authority" but I did. Everyday
she came to school in long sleeves and pants, never wanting to be
touched and never talking about what happened. All her teachers
suspected it but no one asked, they didn't care to get involved. But I
decided to send her to camp, maybe it would help her out somehow.

Kloppman resituated himself in his seat up front and pulled out a book.
Behavioral Science. His goal this summer was to figure out why these
students acted the way they did, never letting anybody in. SO all
summer he was planning on documenting their behavior and everything
about them. It was going to be a long summer. For the campers and
Kloppman.