Chapter 2: RED Flag! Football.
The following day, Nicole and the girls from Hickory cabin were set to play flag football, they challenged the girls from the Navajo cabin. Nicole decided that they needed to show them that they couldn't take THEIR cabin, even if they hadn't chose to. She pulled on her white shirt, or camp 'home jersey.' Then she shoved her helmet onto her head, and walked toward the grass field, named the football field, but not because that was what they always played their, just it was long enough to be one. Nicole was going to play wide receiver and a blocker. She liked contact, and being the quarterback, you diverted people tackling you. Not her style. Even if it was flag football.
She watched and sniggered as the girls from Navajo came out onto the field, already in their green shirts, and got into a huddle.
"Alright ladies! Huddle up!" She shouted to her team. Once they were all near her she started her captain 'motivation' speech, which was more of a good kick in the butt. "We HAVE to win this. No excuses. Got it? Go big or plan on sleeping on the cabin floor." She put her hand it the middle and while Amber and Stacy agreeingly put their hand on top, the two other girls looked terrified. Nicole groaned. "Hello!" She yelled, indicating to the three hanging hands. They reluctantly put their hands on top, as well, and yelled "Hickory!" at the same time they heard "Navajo!" From the other side of the field.
The game began as Hannah and Nicole shook hands, as captains, and the coin was tossed. Hannah took in that she had blue eyes, like hers, but that was all she could see because of the helmet. She was yelling at her team constantly, and was taunting her team non-stop. It was starting to piss her off.
A counselor came toward them at about an hour later. The score was tight with Hickory leading, Navajo had the ball.
"Hey Adrian!" Nicole shouted.
"Nicole? That you in there?" She asked, tapping on her helmet.
"Yeah, it's me."
"Well, wrap it up, lunch is in a half hour."
"Right. Hey, Adrian? Want to watch us kick Navajo's a/ss?" Adrian looked about 20 to Hannah, and didn't seem to mind the swearing. 'Evil Biotch!' Hannah thought.
"Sure, but make it quick."
"Duh. This will be painless AND quick." She told her, matter-of-factly.
She gave a glare toward Hannah, who clearly heard.
Hannah got the ball and started running toward the endzone. Nicole came out of no where, pushed Hannah out of bounds while ripping the flag off of Hannah's belt. Navajo lost the game.
"See? Easy and fast. They sucked. If our team from last year was still in tact we would have beat them 21-nothing." Nicole said to Adrian, who looked less than impressed. Hannah couldn't take it anymore.
"That wasn't-" Adrian started, but stopped when she saw Hannah come from the side and deck Nicole.
"You are so dead, James!" She shouted from underneath Hannah, and then pushed her off, getting one good punch into Hannah's stomach before Adrian restrained her. Mary, who saw the whole thing, came charging across the field. Nicole and Hannah took off their helmets, and were amazed when they saw that they looked identical. They both had bright blue eyes, and semi-curly brown hair. Nicole's hair was short, with layers, and bangs, while Hannah's hair was longer and all one length. Nicole realized she looked like a loser, staring at a 1st year like she was a dead person or something.
"Oh, my god." Hannah said.
"What?" Nicole asked, trying to cover for her actions.
But she didn't have time to point out the resemblance, because Mary was yelling at them.
"Hannah James and Nicole Scott! Enjoy your last lunch with your friends, then PACK YOUR BAGS!"
And with one last glare at each other, they stalked off with their separate friends to lunch.
'Oh, crap! This is it! They are going to send me home on the second day! Just perfect! My mom is NOT going to like this.' Hannah thought.
'Oh crap! This is it! They are going to finally, actually send me home! And on the second day! My dad is NOT going to like this.' Nicole thought.
They walked toward the flagpole, where quite a crowd had gathered. Some guys even hiked down to see what had happened on the second day.
They put their things down and sat on top of them, arms crossed, looking in the opposite direction of each other. Mary strutted toward them, Nicole was sure that was a smile she saw on her face, finally she could follow up on all those years of threats, and no one could stop her.
"You girls ready? Follow me." She said simply, and the crowd parted to let them through.
'Was she gonna take us out to the forest and let us try to walk to the airport or something?' Hannah thought.
Nicole knew where she was heading after about 15 minutes of walking. The isolation cabin. No one had been in there since her 1st summer there. Two boys had almost ripped each other's heads off because they both were wearing the same uniform, and both refused to change. She was pretty sure no one had been out there since, considering the path was pretty overgrown.
Sure enough they stopped at a sign that read: isolation cabin. And pointed up a big set of wood stairs. The cabin looked like it was falling apart. Unlike the other cabins, this one had paint chipped, the windows were so dirty you couldn't see in, and the screen door was ripped.
"You two will stay here for the rest of the summer. You cannot leave without the other, unless there is an emergency, not even for meals. You will sit together at every meal, away from the rest of the camp. If one doesn't wish to leave for a meal, then there is a phone that only reaches my office, you can order meals on that, and someone will bring it to you. For activities, you-"
"Must do them together?" Hannah offered, annoyed.
"Yes. Have fun." She told them sarcastically, walking back down the path they had came.
They walked up toward the cabin, stairs creaking. They walked inside, it was as big as a normal cabin, but only had two beds. They had more room. That was a plus. They immediately started unpacking. They both took full advantage of the extra space. Nicole put pictures of her family and friends all over the wall closest to her bed. Hannah put up a few, but got angry when they wouldn't stick and started to play solitaire.
"You like playing cards?" Nicole asked, noticing what she was doing.
"Yeah, I picked it up when I was little, when we are on the road, I have a lot of time to myself. I needed something that wouldn't 'disturb others,'" she tells her.
"Yeah, I know that's how I picked up playing poker."
"Oh, my god! You play poker?" Hannah asks her
"Of course, I play my dad all the time, but he sucks and loses all of his money to me," She laughs.
"If he loses all of his money then why does he play again?"
"His pride, he can't bear to be beat by girl. It's just how he is."
"I wish my uncle was like that, I thought he could play, so I went all out, and beat him, bad, and then he never wanted to play against me again. And my mom, well she absolutely sucks at poker, so she tries to get me to 'play an awesome game of Go Fish!'" She laughs.
The horn sounded for lights out, and Hannah turned them off.
"What are you doing?" Nicole asked in the dark.
"Ah, turning off the lights?"
"Why? They can't see our cabin from here."
"Oh, good point." She said turning back on the lights.
"Is that your mom?" Nicole asked, referencing to a picture on the wall.
"Yep. That's my mom. Haley James. She's-"
"YOUR MOM IS HALEY JAMES!" She shouted.
"Shh.. Yes, she is."
"Oh, my god! I love her music!"
"Oh, that's good. She'll be happy, I think it's funny that she doesn't give a crap what the critics say, but if a teenage girl says that it was horrible, she'll be like heartbroken."
"Is that your dad?" Hannah asks.
"Yeah, Nathan Scott. He plays for the Lakers."
"Yeah, I know! My Uncle plays for the Knicks. And ESPN is permanently on our TV. Unless Desperate Housewives is on." She laughs, thinking of her mother's addiction to that show.
"That your dad?" Nicole asked, seeing the next photo.
"No, that's my Uncle Lucas. I've never met my dad."
"Oh, I've never met my mom either. All I have is a stupid picture that you can barely see her face in." Nicole tells her, annoyed when she springs up and starts going through her trunk. "What are you doing?"
"I found it! I mean, you probably have a whole picture, I just have one that-" Hannah tells her.
"Was ripped right down the middle?"
"Right down the middle." She agrees.
They show each other the picture. They fit together. It was of Nathan and Haley walking down the street, holding hands, but it was at night so the faces were kinda blurry. It was their yearbook photo together.
"Oh, my god." They said in unison.
"That's my mom," Hannah said.
"That's definitely my dad." Nicole agreed.
"Do you know what this means?" Hannah asked.
"We're sisters?" She asked.
"Nicole, we are more than sisters, we're twins."
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