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JONAH
"Okay, and her?" The red-headed boy asked, pointing at a girl with light brown hair. It was light purple at the ends, and she was following a girl with fiery red hair around.
"What about her?" The blonde kid next to me asked, looking at the other with a bored expression. They've told me their names, I just can't seem to remember them. I'm only technically with them due to them being in the same cabin as me, and I need any friend or at least acquaintance that I can get to get my mind off of the things my father told me just before I came to camp.
I never thought my life could flip upside down the way that it did just before I came. I never thought the moment before I leave for an expensive camp I'd find out that my parents are splitting, and my dad and I would be moving just as I get back.
"Hey, you listening?" The redhead asked, nudging my side.
"Sorry, what?" I looked at him, answering his question with my reply.
"I was asking what you thought. Corbyn's clearly uninterested, so I want to know your thoughts." The redhead said. So the blonde one is Corbyn, that won't be hard to remember, will it?
"What are my thoughts about what?" I asked, letting out a short sigh.
"The girl with the purple tips. You think she's cute?" He asked, and I glanced back at the girl.
"Yeah, sure. I guess- I don't know." I shrugged. Girls are the last thing on my mind right now, in all honesty.
"So I should go ask for her number?" He asked, and before I could reply the door opened, causing our heads to snap over to see who it was. It was two more girls, one with deep brown hair, the other blonde. The blonde looked slightly bored as she followed the deep brown haired girl over to the other three we were just looking at.
"Nevermind, I think I like that one," Ethan nodded, and I couldn't tell if he was talking about the dark-haired girl or the blonde.
Hopefully he's not talking about the blonde, because even though my mind hasn't been drifting to girls the blonde one is quite beautiful if I say so myself. She looked like she didn't fit in with the four other girls, as if she's there because she has to be. I watched as she looked down at the watch on her wrist, before glancing around and locking eye contact with me.
I felt my face heat up, and immediately tore my eyes away from hers. Of course she caught me staring, now I probably look like a weirdo.
"N-not the blonde one, right?" Corbyn asked, turning to the redhead. "I mean, in all honesty Ethan that doesn't look like someone you'd go for." So Ethan's his name. Right. That's easy too. Corbyn and Ethan, Corbyn and Ethan.
Realizing what it was Corbyn said and how he said it, my head snapped over to Corbyn. I waited for Ethan to confirm whether he too, was interested in the blonde, and let out a sigh of relief when he shook his head.
