Chapter 1

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by luna_my_butt

by luna_my_butt

Raven's POV:

My friend Blaze and I were inseparable ever seen we were in third grade, when she awkwardly came over for marshmallows. She left my house as quickly as she came, and I've never stopped bothering her since. Our bond was so strong, I peer pressured her into burning a piece of grass with me in my backyard.

That, was well, an experience. It somehow managed to burn our school, which was 7 MILES AWAY! How? I don't know, don't ask me. Then if it hadn't already, it went from 0 to 1000 real quick. The police came, apparently one of our neighbors called because of the tiny smoke trail from he backyard. Yes neighbor, we obviously had two gallons of gasoline with us as well.

Then my parents offered a testimony, which we trusted. Why wouldn't we, we're kids and they're adults so they'll set the record straight. Right? Right. But no. Of course not. The day was already strange enough why not cranked it up a bit more?

So they started speaking as if we were the devils coming to taint and take everyone to hell. Apparently, according to my parents, Blaze and I both have ADD, depression, acute paranoia, anxiety, and pyromania and I'm bipolar. Which, um, no. I think I would know if I had any of those. I got to give them credit though, they got some right at least.

They also said we both wanted to make a fire and went to get the stuff. Good job being responsible, guys. After a couple of hours, we went to school leaving the fire burning. Our school made out of wood; even though our actual school is made from concert and bricks. We were burning matches near the school and one of the matches burned a stack of paper causing the school the catch on fire.

Us being us, seemingly, didn't try to stop the fire. No, we were just watching it. Somehow the small fire back at the house was growing bigger and nearby houses started catching on fire. Leaving the whole town to burn. Oh and I have a thing for knifes. So I also might of stabbed a couple of people. Which is all a lie as I'm too lazy to stab people, we both are.

Unbelievably, the police bought it. Every single fucking word. Even though there were such false accusations. Even though facts didn't match up. Even though there was no evidence. We were in shock. We couldn't believe it. Such wonderful parents, I know right. So we got baker acted.

A couple weeks later, the Warden got stabbed. Who would have thought. She was a bitch anyway, so no one really cared. I'm pretty sure there bets on when and how she would "leave". The only bad thing is that everyone had to scatter. Switch camps. Leave. Whatever. Which takes a lot of effort and sucks. Because I would have to leave my friends. I'm joking. I'm a lonely bitch. The only thing I want is Blaze to be at the same place as me. And my cactus. No one should forget their cactus.

The bell rang telling us to go to where our councilors were, snapping me out of my thoughts.

Our councilor, Miss B, told us what location we were evacuating to. Kayla Nutshell, Andrew Jenkins, Crystal Waters, and so on. When she called our names, she said that we would have to go Camp Green Lake, a boys camp, "because we have no more openings in the girl's camps".

Well at least it's not going to be as interesting as how we got here.

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Hopefully, this was more enjoyable than the last one. Or at least more readable. We don't know we we'll update again, but we're planning maybe next week or something.