1. Welcome to Camp Crystal Lake

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1st Person POV:
I stare out the greasy, tainted window as the bus lightly shakes. I am on my way to Camp Crystal Lake. I don't want to be here right now, but it's not like I have a choice at this point.

My parents decided for me to stay here for 2 weeks to 'Make new friends' and Get out of the house.' I would much prefer reading in my room but I guess socialising is important too. I heard that there were some bad stuff that happened here a long time ago, but I'm sure that it's better now... right?

*Cue the past*
When you were in middle school, you would often just read and write instead of hanging out with people. That made you pretty unnoticeable to others. You could be sick at home for a week and when you return no one would even question why you were gone. It was frustrating, but at least you didn't have to socialise as much?

Majority of your life was spent in your room, reading or sleeping. And even after all that sleeping you still have that tired look on your face! 

When you did go to school, there would always be that one group of girls that would tease you and push you around, so you stopped going. You were home schooled for a while, and honestly, you got a better education at home.

You are currently in college now, not being home schooled anymore.
*End of Past*

2nd Person POV:
The bus suddenly halts to a stop. The door opens and the other people in the bus rush out. As most people start exiting the bus, it gives you enough room to leave your seat.

You get up from your seat and start walking through the bus, exiting it. The bright sun shines in your eyes, making you squint. You rub your eyes with the sleeve of your sweater (Yes, you're wearing a sweater in the summer) and walk towards all the other people. You stand at your spot awkwardly, gripping your shirt sleeves.

A guy suddenly confronts you. He has wavy brown hair that complements his chocolate brown eyes. He wears a plain black t-shirt and baggy jeans.

"Hey cutie~," he begins in a flirtatious tone. "You single?" You stare at him with confusion and nod. "Yes I am.." you reply in a soft, yet dull tone. You want to make yourself appear to not want him to talk to you but he doesn't seem to get the hint.

He grabs your hands and says, "Wanna change that?" You want to gag. You just met this dude and he was already flirting with you.

"No thanks," you give him an awkward smile. You pull your hands away from his. He still doesn't get the message. The guy comes closer to you and smirks. This guy's creepy. "I'm not looking for a relationship," you say sternly, backing away. "Don't worry, I'll change your mind somehow~". That was the last thing he said before walking away to his friends, laughing. People these days. I haven't even been here for 5 minutes.

You go towards the bus and see a man tossing all the bags out of the bus onto the ground. As you look through the pile, more people start coming too. Great. More people. You quickly continue looking through the pile of bags and see your backpack. You grab it and swing it over your shoulder. Now for your duffel bag. You dig through and see it at the bottom of the pile. You grab it and walk off before anyone can come close enough to you to interact.

You walk back over to the group of people and see two adults (one female and one male) stand at the front of the group of kids.

"Hey everyone! Welcome to Camp Crystal Lake!!" The woman cheers. The kids around you start cheering along with the lady. "Okay," the male starts. "We will call the names of each cabin groups now. When you hear your name, go to your assigned cabins immediately. And no funny business." The woman begins reading the list.

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