When Amaya woke a while later it was already getting dark and they were pulling into the campsite. She watched as the other kids got up and gathered their stuff. The boy who had been across from her strapped his laptop to his back before heading out. Amaya slung her bag over her shoulder before heading out the door. She joined the group that was gathered around the back of the bus and grabbed her suitcase, careful not to bump into anyone. She followed the other girls into the cabin that the camp director had pointed out to them.

Amaya chose a bed that was up against the wall with a window nearby and began to make her bed with the sheets that Masaharu had packed for her. She heard the other girls doing the same behind her, the girl in pink was chattering away about something or another, Amaya wasn't sure what. Once she was done she tucked her suitcase under her bed, though she kept her shoulder bag.

"Ok you lot!" The camp director's voice rang from outside "Get your tails out here, if you're not done unpacking you can do it later!" Amaya turned and followed the other girls outside; the pink girl was complaining that she hadn't finished making her bed. Amaya glanced back inside, towards the bed the girl and been making and was almost blinded by the amount of pink that covered it. She quickly looked away and made her to where the camp director had been gathering the other kids.

"Gather round, gather round," he called as everyone made their way over "Good, now that everyone's here we can begin. Make a circle everyone. That's it, now have a seat." Amaya joined the circle and found herself between the pink girl and the boy with the computer as they sat down.

"All right, now since we are going to be living together for the next couple weeks we are going to go around the circle and introduce ourselves. We'll say our names, age, and one interesting fact about ourselves," He looked around at everyone and smiled "I'll go first. My name is Mr. Fujiama and I will be your camp director for the next two weeks. I am 34 and I REALLY like chocolate. Now your turn." He looked over at the boy with big hair who was sitting next to him.

"My name is Taichi Kamiya, though I prefer Tai, and I am 12 years old. I really like soccer. I'm good at it too." The boy, Tai, seemed to Amaya to be a little conceded. Up next was the girl with the purple and blue helmet.

"Hi, my name is Sora Takenouchi, I'm 12 too and I live with my mom at our flower shop." Sora looed around and smiled "I am pleased to meet you." Amaya thought that Sora seemed nice, it wouldn't be too bad sharing a cabin with her. Next came Matt, Amaya found herself watching him closely to see what he would say.

"I'm Yamato Ishida, though please call me Matt, and I am 12 years old. An interesting fact? My parents split when I was little. T.K. here is my little brother." Amaya ruthlessly squashed down the sting of jealously that rose in her when he mentioned T.K and not her, she should have known better. After all T.K. was his real brother and she was just a substitute their dad had tried to bring in.

"Hi, I'm T.K. and I-OW!" T.K. glared at Matt who had elbowed him "ok, ok my name is Takeru Takaishi, but I still prefer T.K., I'm 8 years old and live with my mom after our parents separated." Next came the girl in pink.

"Hi, my name is Mimi Tachikawa and I'm a little younger than some of you, I'm 10. My interesting thing is I just love the color pink." Mimi smiled brightly at everyone. Amaya snorted quietly in amusement at the lack of necessity for that statement. You could tell just by looking at the girl that she liked pink.

"We never would have guessed" Sora muttered under her breath. Then everyone was looking at Amaya, she took a deep breath to steady herself and sat up straight on her knees like her grandmother had taught her.

"Hello, my name is Amaya Takeda and I am 9 years old." Amaya said, formally "My parents died when I 6 years old and I was recently adopted by Masaharu Ishida, Matt and T.K.'s father. It is an honor to make your acquaintance." She bowed slightly to the others.

"Wow…" said Sora, nervously "Now my introduction seems so lame…"

"Well, there is no need to be so formal…" Mr. Fujiama said, seemingly rather flustered.

"What's with her eyes?" Amaya heard Tai whisper to Sora, who shrugged back. Amaya flushed with embarrassment, she knew her eyes were weird. Their icy blue color always seemed to scare people.

"Leave her alone!" Matt's voice broke though "She is just doing what she was taught. And her eyes are fine!" His tone broke no argument and Amaya felt a flush of warmth go through her at his defense. She smiled at him in gratitude, earning a slight one in return.

"Wow there Blondie!" Called Tai "No one was trying to upset her, so back off!" Matt turned and looked like he was about to go off so Amaya cut in.

"Wait!" Everyone turned towards her "It's ok…I-I know I'm a little different. And I thank you Matt for standing up for me, though I don't think they meant anything by it. And Tai?"

"Yeah?"

"Please don't be mad at Matt. He knows me better than any of you and he was just trying to stick up for me…" Amaya looked away, embarrassed "I didn't mean to cause any trouble…"

"Yeah…well…" Tai seemed at a loss of what to say.

"You weren't causing trouble," said Matt "some people are just insensitive" he glared at Tai and Sora.

"Why you-" Tai began.

"Let's move on," Mr. Fujiama cut in before the fight could start up again "Who's next?"

"That would be me." The boy with the computer spoke up from next to me "My name is Koushiro Izumi, but please call me Izzy, everyone does. I am 11 years old and am really good with computers. It is a pleasure to meet you all." Finally everyone turned to look at the last boy, the one with the medical looking bag.

"My turn?" The boy looked nervous for some reason "My name is Joe Kido and I am 13 years old, so I guess I'm the oldest here aside from Mr. Fujiama…I want to be a doctor when I grow up."

"Well, that wraps that up," Mr. Fujiama looked almost relieved to have that over with "It's getting late so we should all head to bed. There is nothing on the schedule tomorrow, so you can sleep in. Use it to get to know each other and the area." Everyone got up and headed back towards the cabins. Amaya, still embarrassed, crawled into her bed and covered her head with her covers, not bothering to undo her hair. As she fell asleep she could have sworn she could smell salt air.