the world is ugly

Ivory Sweetie.....?

"I never would've guessed you liked joy division"

I tell Rose, right now we're all waiting for archery practice. Ray is right by her side, still looking as awkward as ever. He looks really, really cute with his flower crown on, seriously a few minutes ago he attracted a bee.

Thank fully, we were all pretty calm, because hey, bees are cute! Well, a kid from Athena started freaking out, stating it isn't just spiders, it's just any tiny creature, even mice.

"yeah, I love joy division. My dad
Loved electro 80s stuff, New Order, Human League, Depeche Mode... But my dad also loved more darker stuff joy division being one of them. I just love them so, so much. The way now dark and cruel the human mind can lead you too, I feel if in the darkest moments that only ever live on in our thoughts, Joy Division is what it would sound like. The melancholy lyrics, no one even read onto Ians Curtis's lyrics, not even understanding how much pain he was in, - "

" emo! "shouts some twat at her.

What an asshole!

Rose's face reddens with anger, and whichever guy said that, is now covered from head to toe in thick, spikey ivy.

Gods , I love her.

" hey, do you need me to steal their shoes? " Ray death stares with all the hatred and horror he can into the strangled body of once a regular camper, now nearly basically compost.

"I can do it really, really, really quick!" he adds.

Without giving us any time to actually respond to his question, he runs for it and when I mean run for it, I Mean run for it.

You know when you're in a car, or watching a waterfall, and everything goes so fast, like your watching it on a slow shutter speed?

Oh, I guess no everyone knows the basics of photography.

Well, Ray was so, so fast  I couldn't even see any of his figure; he was just a complete orange blur of skin and hair.

Around 3 seconds later, he held up his shoes, black of some sort. He stood there, as proud as a lion that had just... I don't know, won over a cute lioness girlfreind of their own.

"I have... Shoes!"  he declares, waving the pair for all campers to see.

"I'd you love your shoes on your feet, then, here this, you weak... Beings of nature!" he trys not to stumble on words, which he's doing... Well, good at by acting like they are pauses of dramaticness.

" do NOT call Anyone I love emo, for liking what they like. Plus, Joy division is... Goth, or punk! I think! I don't know! But still, I am the master of shoe nicking, I AM THE SON OF ROBBERS!!!"

He roars the last part, honestly me and Rose are just trying not to laugh, including around 20 campers.

" mso, anyways, continue!" He smiles from ear to ear, slightly bouncing as he sits back down.

" I don't know, there's nothing much else to say, Ray, what music do you like?" Rose asks Ray, still slightly embarrassed with the emo comment.

"er........ I... I like....."

"it's okay, you can do it. I know what it's like, the moment you want to say something, it all disappears from your head!" Rose smiles.

"I like.... Weezer, Jack Stauber, The Wombats, 1 direction, System Of A Down..."

"you LIKE system of a down!!?!" I nearly scream, because hey, I LOVE system!!!!!

"yeah, I like that song Sugar, and.... Cigaro" he mischievously smiles, because, well, specific lyrics in specific songs.