A.N: Originally I was going to wait for 20 people to apply, but I think I'm going to settle for the 10 I have at the moment. I wanted to go ahead and get this story started, so here it is…
BTW: It's in third person until I say otherwise. Also Italics are Jordan's thoughts or sarcasm depending on whether it's in the quotes or not.
Chapter 1
A woman with tanned skin and long dark brown hair down to the middle of her back watched the sky as two helicopters holding the people she would be instructing landed.
"Welcome to Survival Camp!" The woman said cheerily as the helicopters landed and the passengers unloaded their belongings. 3 people came out clutching onto each other, but the reason was unknown to Jordan. All the passengers stood in front of the woman from before.
"My name is Jordan and I'm the instructor/host of this camp. Do you guys mind going down the line and introducing yourselves?" The woman now known as Jordan asked while she looked around at the faces before her.
The "campers" looked around at each other not knowing where to start. A thin girl with long brown hair and brown who looked about 5'5" stepped forward.
"I introduce myself will you shut the hell up?" the girl harshly said directing the question to Jordan. Before Jordan could retort she said,
"My name's Casey, I'm 19, and I hate this place already." Casey stepped back into her former place and glared daggers at Jordan.
"Well, I can tell I'm going to love you already," Jordan said thinking of different torture methods she could use on the girl in front of her. Maybe a mysterious hunter attack in her dorm late at night, or I bet she'd be quick friends with a regenerator. She smirked evilly to herself, but quickly hid the smirk from the campers hoping no one saw.
"So, um how about you go next." Jordan pointed to a girl who was staring at Casey for no apparent reason. The girl was tan with curly brown hair just below her shoulders and big blue eyes. The shorts she was wearing looked like they were made for boys, and she wore a camisole for a shirt.
"My name is Susan, I'm 18, and I'm glad to be here!" Susan hugged Casey tightly while she said her intro, and to everyone's surprise Casey didn't stab her in the eye like they thought she would. Instead she returned the hug and they shared a brief kiss…on the lips.
"Umm, okay I wasn't expecting that, but it's okay with me." Jordan said awkwardly and the other people whispered among themselves. Somebody started cracking up; "Are they lesbians?" and "Whoa, that's weird" could be heard, but the owners of the comments were unknown.
A guy with short brown hair who was wearing blue jeans and a white tee shirt with skater shoes recovered the fastest and stopped looking at Casey in Susan, and began his intro to pull they attention away from them.
"My name's Damon and I'm 18." Damon said plainly and looked at the person next to him, waiting to move on. The person next to him looked visibly scared about something.
"Hey, are you okay? You're not a homophobe or anything are you?" Jordan asked the girl. She just looked at Jordan and nervously laughed and said,
"No I'm fine with gays and stuff, but I hate heights." She said losing the look of fear she had before and donning a look of strength. Jordan just stared blankly at her.
"You know if this is about the helicopter ride, then you need to know that you'll be seeing a lot more of those at this camp." Jordan stated and the girl simply nodded and proceeded to tell who she was.
"My name is Rebecca and I'm 19." She fiercely looked Jordan in the eyes secretly saying she was ready.
"Wait a minute," Jordan looked at everyone, "Is there anyone here who is over 20 years old? I mean my god; I feel old with all you 18 and 19 year olds, and I'm only 27!" She threw her arms in the air for emphasis.
"I'm 24," a guy near the end of the line said.
"Cool, so what's your name?" Jordan sighed; she was having flashbacks to when she used to have to babysit.
"My name's Michael, and if it makes Rebecca feel any better I don't like heights either," he smiled lightly at Rebecca; she looked at him and her face softened a little. A brunette who hair went to her shoulders who was dressed similarly to Claire Redfield stood out from the rest of the people around her.
"What's your name?" Jordan curiously inspected the small girl; well she isn't Claire, she's lacking a bit of height. Jordan pondered to herself. I remember I didn't get my growth spurt until I was 19. Jordan inwardly grimaced remembering walking around and always being called an elementary school kid.
"I'm Lindsay, I'm 18, and don't pull my hair because it might not end well for you." She directed the last part to everybody around her. They all just stared at her; some were curious, some looked like they were asking if she was serious, and one in particular was just an ice cold glare.
"Moving on, then," Jordan walked to stand in front of the last 4 people. Luckily there are only 4 people left, then we can get situated and move on. The next person to speak was a guy with shoulder length dark brown hair and brown eyes; he wore an Iron Maiden shirt, black cargo pants, and a dirty leather jacket. He kind of reminds me of Leon. I should call Leon and see if he wants to help out sometime. He said something, but nobody wasn't completely sure what he said.
"What did you just say?" another guy bluntly asked.
"My name is James and I'm 23 years old." James said louder and blushed a little from embarrassment or something similar. He ducked away into the line before anyone could say anything.
"Well my name is Leslie and I'm 20." Leslie quickly covered for James sensing his discomfort and because she could relate.
"Whoa! Your name is Leslie, so can I call you Les? Then we can have 3 les's here." A guy with a black mohawk said referring to the fact that Leslie's name sounds like lesbian and there were already 2 bisexual girls there.
"I don't think that's funny and I hate that nickname." Leslie said angrily.
"It's funny to me. Anyway my name is Boog, I'm 21, and I love pie!" Boog said the last part excitedly.
Jordan didn't really want to get into anything with these guys so she moved along to the last girl who was there. Hopefully no trouble starts with this one. Jordan assumed she was shy or had serious anger problems since she didn't speak immediately. She was wearing a light blue shirt with beige leggings with black boots. Her hair was dark red and in a bun.
"My name is Alexandra, but I like to be called Alex and I'm 20." She quietly said after a few more seconds. Definitely shy; why are there so many she people? Noticing nobody was left to introduce themselves Jordan walked to her original.
"Now that we all know each other it's time to get to the dorms where you'll all be staying. Then meet me in the cafeteria so we can discuss the team breakup." Jordan gestured to the building when she named then.
"The dorms are down this hill and it won't be hard to figure out which one is the boys dorm and which is the girls dorm. See you guys later and try not to kill each other…yet." When she finished talking she walked away to an unknown location which was probably the place she was going to be sleeping.
The 10 campers looked around at the scenery as they walked down the hill with their belongings.
Alright, so we met everyone and we met the host, Jordan. If I didn't portray your character just tell me and I'll correct it later. The first co-host comes in next chapter so make sure that you go to the poll that I finally put on my profile. Apparently I didn't have it set to display on my profile, because I'm a dipshit. Be prepared to be split into teams next chapter, and you can request who you want your character to be in a relationship with. Goodbye for now!