"The brightest star on the darkest night." (Hiatus)

Three.

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July 11th 1978

It had been six days since her and Nick's last actual conversation, six days since they nearly broke the projector, six days since the Shining has seen its father and five days since the kids have arrived.

Max laid in her bunk just re-reading the lines on the page;

Jack had just been stung by a wasp while on his way to the roof. (Personally I wouldn't let that slide.) he had cursed while doing so.

She put the book down with a frown on her face. A few sharp knocks seemed to hit her door, so she got up and opened it.

"Can I hide in here?" The voice came from a breathless Ziggy Berman.

"What- what-" Ziggy just kinda pushed herself into the cabin and hid behind a wall as Shelia and her posse ran past but stopped looking around.

"Are they gone?" She had her eyes squeezed shut.

"No, still outside.. looking." She squinted and closed the door, her attention now focused on Ziggy. "What did you do?"

"Why are you assuming I did something?" She got defensive fast.

She gave Ziggy a look. ".."

"Paint."

"Oh my god." Max pinched the bridge of her nose. "What did you paint?"

"..her clothes."

"Ziggy!" She hissed quietly.

"What! It's not my fault Shelias a bitch."

"Yeah- it isn't your fault but what is, is Shelia's clothes.. Ziggy they will take that out of Cindy's pay if they have to!"

"Oh boohoo." Ziggy took a seat on the bed.

"Which strike would this be?"

"..strike three.." Max let out a sigh as she looked to the side.

"I'll let this slide,, they have any proof it was you?"

"..no."

"Any paint in your cabin?"

"No, none on me either."

"Did anyone see you take the paint?" She looked at her.

"No."

"So if they go to Kurt they have no proof then."

"Yeah- that's- that's right." Ziggy held a mischievous smile in. "Thank you, Max."

"Yeah yeah, now go before Kurt comes looking." She smiled lightly.

"Peace out," she left the cabin, Max sighed as she looked out the window. Nick was doing activities with the campers, and man did he look good doing it, what?

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"Come on campers get to the mess hall for dinner let's go!" Max twirled her wrist as the campers ran past her for the food.