I'm not going to blame Hailey. I was the one who punched her in the stomach. I think she's blaming me. I don't blame her. She fell asleep. I'm going to apologize.
I apologize. Hailey forgives me. We start talking. I introduce her to some Ava Max songs. Hailey seems to like them. We start laughing. We see that Anna and Skye are still mad at each other. Hailey helps me with my sketching and I help her with painting. We seem to really get along now. I think we both did not want to make friends. I guess when people go to camps, they want to do what they want. Making friends is the last thing they want to do. I think the whole fight was just a misunderstanding. Things happen, and that's ok.

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At The Art Camp
RandomAnna. Hailey. Ciara. Skye. Four girls. Different talents. Anna loves to sing. She dreams of being a pop-star. Hailey likes to draw. It's her dream to see one of her drawings in an art museum or gallery. Ciara loves painting. She wants to become a...