Chapter Two;


By the time Maura had unpacked and took a shower, it was almost time for dinner. The other girls from the bunk returned to find there was a new camper in their bunk. They had yet to see her in person, but they snooped around her things and looked at her photographs; a mother and father standing proudly behind their mousy haired daughter, their hands resting on her shoulders as she stood with a 1st prize ribbon pinned to her dress for some recital or spelling bee, or something like that. The newbie looked a lot younger than the fellow campers in her bunk, especially on this photograph they were all looking at of her.

"Is this for real?" a pale skinned, raven haired teen called out across the bunk to her bunkmates as she glared at the photograph, mainly the girl in the centre.

"They're putting an Inter in our bunk?" one of the other teens joined the first, a fair skinned brunette.

"She's not an Inter, Robin!" the black haired girl exclaimed.

"How do you know, Jessie?"

"Because they wouldn't cross division bunks."

"Oh yeah, you're right." the brunette was baffled for a few moments.

"Are you sure you're a natural brunette, Robin?"

The second teen, the brunette had thrown something at the black haired girl Jessie. It had skimmed across the room at such a fast pace that nobody had had any time to react to the fast paced, low flying hairbrush as it whizzed by them, on its own mission to seek out the perpetrator who had insulted Robin.

"Ouch! You're such a bitch Robin!" it had hit the culprit behind the insult, smacked into the side of her head.

"I'm a bitch, Jessie? What the heck are you?"

"Girls, seriously!" a third teen girl joined in the commotion now, she was a blonde, with a cute bob cut.

"Who asked you, Hannah?"

"Nobody, but are you being for real?" she asked the two who had been arguing, "We have a new girl moved into our bunk and we spend this time fighting, she could be outside listening to all of this for all we know."

"Then she'd be a freak!" called out a redhead, lazing on her top bunk bed.

Rizzoli was sitting on her bed, or rather lazing on her bed, just like the redhead but she had not been paying much attention to the commotion going on around her in the bunk. She never did. The other girls in her bunk annoyed her, and she annoyed them, so likewise, both parties ignored one another unless it was absolutely necessary to communicate with each other. However, when Rizzoli heard the word freak being mentioned in the same conversation as 'the new girl' she had to look up and cast a disapproving frown over the girls in her bunk.

Of course none of them noticed it. They never noticed anything the dyke in the top corner did, so she decided to change that, "You haven't even met the girl and you're calling her a freak. Way to go Emma, put her in a box on her first day."

"Nobody asked you Rizzoli." barked the redhead that had called Maura a freak.

"You know, I don't care. I just thought I'd put what I thought out there, it doesn't matter to me if you pay no attention to it."

The girls looked around one another before they all burst into laughter and looked over in Rizzoli's general direction but didn't look at her, "Rizzoli you're so pathetic!" Hannah roared almost with the laughter.

They were all laughing so hard that not one of them noticed the petite, blonde figure slink through the bunk to reach her newly allocated bed in the corner; below Rizzoli. Only Jane herself noticed Maura making her way through the bunk to get to her things, her impeccably tidy space. She peered over the edge of the bunk bed, "Hey, you okay?" she asked the blonde below.

"I'm fine, thank you." Maura nodded, keeping herself to herself still as she glanced around the bunk, noting each of the girls, their heads flipped back, mouths open as the chorus of laughter swept around the bunk, echoing off the walls almost ominously. Maura found it to be quite daunting on her first day, she was intimidated already by these Barbie wannabes in her bunk.


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