Kit: Okay, just to let you know, I have NO clue as to when B.i.B. will be updated, so there. I KNOW THERE ARE PEOPLE READING! MY HITS THING SAYS SO! DON'T JUST READ IT, REVIEW IT PLEASE! Or I will be very sad… (sniff)
Melissa: And do NOT make the authoress sad.
Kai: She'll just torture us even more…
Kit: Now to my reviews!
To TALA MINE-TALA HOT: Yeah, we had fun. I'll baby sit your muse anytime! He's really sweet.
To BVP: Laziness rules the world that chaos makes go round. Thank you.
To Rosalissa: Yep, I put evil in there. Go evil.
Kit: We're finally going to get to Camp WTF in this chapter, and I'm throwing in some OC's that will appear in Blade in Blood later, but like I said, NO PAIRINGS. Now let's get cracking.
(Orange soda is good. I like cheese. Don't sue.)
Chapter 3
Camp WTF and TOO COMPLICATED!
The bus arrived at 8 the next morning, much to the boys' disgust. Melissa ran outside to greet the driver and Head Counselor. After explaining what was going on to her, the boys were loaded into the rather nice, large, charter bus.
"This must be on RICH camp," Dunga thought out loud. Someone laughed behind him.
"Yes, our camp is the biggest and best around. We're expecting to have a crowd of over 200 campers this year." The guys looked to the source of the voice. There stood a woman in her early twenties, possibly late teens. Her hair was a pastel green color that came down to about her shoulder blades, but was pulled back into a high ponytail. She was wearing what appeared to be the staff uniform, beige knee-length shorts, and a crème polo shirt with a small tulip embroidered on the pocket. Her pale lavender eyes sparkled with amusement. "Nice to meet you. I'm Summer, the Head Counselor."
The same thing was on half the boys' minds: She's hot!
As if reading their minds, she rolled her eyes at them. "I would suggest making yourself comfortable. It's a four hour drive, plus we need to pick up the last two female counselors on the way." Their hearts sunk.
"F-female counselors?" Kevin stuttered. Summer nodded.
"Yep, there are 36 counselors at the camp. You boys will make up 24 of them, and the girls, plus the two we'll pick up, make up 12. We'll announce your cabins when we pick up the last." She gestured with her thumb, "Now, as soon as your friend finishes tying that boy's chain to the chair leg, we'll head out." And with that, she walked to her seat up front. The guys looked to what she was pointing to and saw Melissa padlocking the end of Mystel's chain to the leg of his bus seat in the Boys section. They sweat dropped.
"There! All done." Melissa said when she was finished. Mystel groaned.
"Mel, I not stupid enough to jump out of the window of a MOVING vehicle you know, SO LET ME OFF THE CHAIN!" He screamed at her, earning a glare from the other 9 girls. Melissa just smiled and laughed softly.
"Sorry Mystel, but I can't take any chances. I let you go when we get to the camp. And don't take it so hard; you ARE being paid to do this you know. So just sit back, and enjoy the ride." With that being said, she flicked the end of his nose with her index finger. The boys knew there was some sort of tie between the two, but could never figure it out. They were positive it wasn't romantic, and nothing else really fit. Maybe this would be the summer when they all found out the truth…
"You're evil, you know that." Rick told her. Melissa just laughed.
"I'm not really as evil as you would think. I mean, look, I have the key right here." She said, holding up the said object which had a string tied like a loop around the base. Already some of them were formulating plans to get it. Mystel snatched for it, but Melissa was too fast.
"Nice try Mystel, but not nice enough." She looked at the key. "I think I'll hold on to this for now." Melissa told them, and then did the worst thing possible. She lifted the string over her head, so it sat like a necklace, and then dropped the key down the front of her shirt. After she did that, she walked to her seat in the Girls section a.k.a. the front portion of the bus.
Oh, she is SO going down for that.
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They had been driving for three hours straight and some of them had fallen asleep. Brooklyn just kind of stared out the window, watching the scenery fly by. All but two or so of the girls were asleep, and they weren't far behind. Most of the boys were. Rick, Miguel, and Zeo, however were furiously trying to pick the padlock on Mystel's chain.
"It…won't OPEN!" Rick said, giving up. "I have picked more locks in my life than a locksmith, and this one is the only one ever to defeat me. I cannot believe it." Brooklyn laughed softly.
"There is always the second option," He told them, speaking softly so not to wake the sleepers. They looked at him.
"And the second option would be…" Miguel asked. The red-head smiled.
"Simply go after the key." The other four looked disgusted.
"Brooklyn, you are sick." Zeo told him. Brooklyn shrugged.
"Just stating the facts." He said, and turned back to his window. It wasn't long, however, before the bus slowed to a stop before what appeared to be a church. Everyone who was sleeping woke up at the sudden lack of motion. Summer got off the bus. Garland, who had been sitting next to Brooklyn the entire time, yawned and stretched.
"We there yet?" the kick boxer asked. Brooklyn shook his head.
"No, just stopping to pick up the last two counselors, I believe. We've been on the road for over three hours, however, so it probably won't be long." Garland nodded to his friend and popped his neck. A few moments later Summer got back on the bus.
"Okay, everyone, I want you to all give a warm welcome to the last two counselors, Amethyst Rose and Jesse Kira-Dasuto." Summer told them, as two teenaged girls got onto the bus.
The first one smiled and said in an Australian accent, "G'day mates, I'm Amethyst. Niceta meet ch'all." She was about fifteen in age and very pretty. Living up to her namesake, Amethyst's hair was a florescent neon purple that came down to about her waist, tied back in a long, loose braid. Her eyes, however, were an almost unnatural neon orange color, bringing the attention to her tanned face. She was of average height, wearing shorts that showed off slender legs and a midriff tee which accented her lean, whipcord arms. A bright orange Beyblade and launcher hung at her side. She shifted her weight a bit and spoke, this time though, with an Irish accent, "And this is me best pal, Jesse." Everyone blinked at the sudden accent change. The second girl shook her head.
"Excuse Amethyst, she's still trying to decide what nationality she is. And I'm Jesse. Good to see you." She told them, smiling lightly. Jesse was a lightly tanned blonde with shining gold eyes. Her hair was loose and came to about mid-thigh. She was much taller than her companion, Looking to be about seventeen, and unlike her friend, her muscles were more prominent. Her Beyblade was a light blue color. Amethyst glared at her.
"It's not my fault if me Da's an Aussie and me Mum's Irish. Jus' can't be helped." She said, still Irish. Jesse shrugged.
"No, but you could of at least chosen your accent by now, instead of jumping back and forth between two." Amethyst opened her mouth to say something, but Summer stopped them.
"Okay you two; sit so I can announce the cabins." The two girls walked to their seats behind Melissa and Mathilda. When they were settled, the bus driver started the engine and headed down the road and Summer began again. "Okay, now that all our counselors are here, I can start my monologue. Welcome to the staff of Camp WTF, or as we at the camp like to call it, Camp 'What the Fuck?'"! She stopped when she saw the shocked faces on everyone but Amethyst and Jesse. "Don't look at me that way. You guys weren't the only ones to discover that duel meaning. The rest of the staff and I have been calling it that for years, so don't look so surprised. Just keep the language at a minimum around the younger kids, and we'll be fine. Half of them have a better vocabulary than we do anyways." Everyone laughed at that. When it was quiet she continued, "Here's the facts: We may have a slight problem this time around because age difference. We've mainly got nine through twelve year olds, but out of the 216 campers that are coming this year, almost 70 of them are thirteen year olds. And we ALL know thirteen year olds." She stopped again as people exchanged glances and whispers. "Also, most of the campers this year are boys." It suddenly got quiet on the girls side. Uh-oh. The boys, however, were silently rejoicing at the news. "This said, the boys will be bunking 4 counselors to a cabin, 20 campers per cabin, 5 kids per counselor. Easy enough? Oh and don't worry, the cabins at WTF are HUGE, so no need to worry about space. The total of boys, including you counselors, is 144 this year. The girls bunking will be a bit different, however, with the girl's populace with counselors totaling 72. In all. Because of this, there will be 2 female counselors to a cabin, 10 campers per cabin, and still 5 kids per counselor. So no matter how you slice it, everyone is going to have an equal amount of work to do. Now so there isn't any confusion, we've gone ahead and grouped you all into your cabins. You and your group must choose a color and possibly a name for your cabin group. Since their larger, I'll start with the boys."
"Cabin 1 is Tyson, Ozuma, Kane, and Lee." The said boys high-fived each other. "Cabin 2 is Ray, Kai, Kenny, and Kevin. Cabin 3 is Max, uh, King, Joseph, and Claude. Cabin 4 is Gary, Eddy, Rick, and Dunga. Cabin 5 is Miguel, Raul, Mystel, and Brooklyn. Finally, Cabin 6 is Michael, Tala, Garland, and Zeo." She looked up from her clipboard. "That okay with everyone. When she received murmurs of 'OK' and 'Fine' she nodded.
"Alrighty then, next will be the girls. If anyone's got a problem with who their paired with, just let me know and we can change it easily. Okay? Cabin 1 will be Julia and Melissa." When she saw the boys pale and the girls all cheer, she smiled, "Ah, I see. Dangerous combination. Good, got to keep those kids on their toes! Ahem, now anyways, Cabin 2 is Hilary and Salima. Cabin 3 is Mariam and, err, Queen, is it? Well, a few pairs of twins never hurt anyone, I suppose. Now, Cabin 4 is Emily and Mathilda, Cabin 5 is Mariah and Jesse, and last but not least, Cabin 6 is Ming-Ming and Amethyst. If anyone has trouble, just ask one of the Main Staff or Jesse and Amethyst for help. Their both pros at this gig. Anyways, if I remember correctly, we should be arriving in about 15 minutes, so you can talk until we arrive. A staff member will be waiting to lead each of you to the cabin sites. There's a Meeting Room at both locations, and they'll both explain the standard procedures, rules, yada, yada, ya, and show you to your cabins. The kids will be arriving day after tomorrow. Okay, I'm done, your free to talk or whatever." she said, and sat down. The girls promptly turned to talk to the new girls.
"Hi! I'm Melissa Tenba. That's Mathilda, Julia, Mariam, Queen, Hilary, Salima, Emily, Mariah, and Ming-Ming." Mel started pointing to each one. Amethyst smiled.
"Niceta meetcha Melissa. I hope y'all are more fun than last year's bunch. Bunch of sissy 'ittle fan girls they were. Borin' too." Was the response, this time jumping back and fourth from the two accents.
"I hear you all are good. We need a few competent Beybladers to help us teach the younger ones. They just installed a state-of-the-art Beyblading facility last year, so sometimes we're the ones who teach them from Square 1. It's fun though, and the kids are great." Jesse followed up. Just then Amethyst looked out the window and said,
"Hey, we're here!" Everyone looked out their windows and gasped.
It was HUGE! A large building stood out to the distance, which they took to be the Beyblading arena. They passed over a bridge that crossed a wide, clean river. The bus followed the road to the forest, and a few minutes later, passed a field where a large herd of horses grazed.
"Whoa…" Mystel breathed, snapping Melissa out of her daze.
"That reminds me." she said, pulling out the key. She walked over to Mystel and, with a quick flick of the wrist, set him free. He pulled up and massaged his numb ankle. Amethyst laughed.
"Was he chained down like that for the whole 4 hours?'!" She asked. Melissa smiled.
"And part of yesterday. We didn't want him running away." Amethyst just laughed harder than ever.
Kit: That's seven pages of content people! It took me 3 hours to figure out all the details, just for you people! I've been working on this since two o' clock. THAT'S JUST HOW DEDICATED I AM TO YOU ALL!
Melissa: Now don't make all that work go the waste! Please, review! WE KNOW YOU ARE READING BECAUSE THE HIT COUNTER SAYS SO! YOU CANNOT ESCAPE IT! WE WILL KNOW IF YOU WERE HERE AND DIDN'T MESSAGE US! HA!
Kit: Pwease review? I'll beg. I SWEAR I'LL BEG!
Kai: Don't make her beg. It's just scary.
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