Hope Mikaelson and Skylar Marshall-Walter were separated at birth after their parents divorce each other. Their parents decided to never speak to each other after the divorce. What happens after fifteen years, Hope and Skylar meet at a girl's sleep...
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The buses heading for Camp Walden are filled with girls, newbies and old ones alike. When the buses parked all of them spilled out chattering with their new friends and going to and from trying to look for their duffel bags or their bunkers.
The camp counselor Athena York Sr. welcomed the new members with a bull horn which she handed over to her daughter who was calling out the names of the newbies and telling them which bunker they belong to. The scene of chaos pans out and there was a little boy surrounded by girls who were giggling. He frantically explained to a supervisor that he thought it was a boys' camp which made the girls around him giggles.
Another counselor stood near the bus' trunks and caught the yellow duffel thrown to her. She walked towards a small heap of duffels and threw the yellow duffel on top of it. Just then, a girl jumped with a smile as bright as the sun as she saw her duffel. The girl had soft red wavy hair down to her shoulders held back by a colorful blue and big green eyes that contrasted beautifully against her softly tanned skin behind her sunglasses.
"Ok! I found my duffel!" She exclaimed excitedly and put one hand out to grab her duffel when about ten more landed above it rendering it impossible to get out.
Now the question is...how do I get it out?" She asked herself as she walked around the heap trying to look for a strap that would enable her to grab her duffel, putting her shades on the top of her head. She saw the strap poking out and grabbing it, heaving and pulling but it just wouldn't budge.
"Ok, I can do it." She cheered herself and pulled continuously, but the duffel won't budge.
"Ok, no I can't." She said in a cheer that veiled the sarcasm that was dripping from the sentence.
"You must be new." Said a knowing voice on her right and Hope glance at the speaker.
"How can you tell?" She asked sarcastically, still trying to pull her duffel.
"You didn't know how to grab your duffel before the apes tossed it in the heap." The girl said, unaffected. She had light skinned and long blonde hair pulled into a ponytail with a headband wrapped around her forehead.
