The Secondary Wheel

Chapter Seven (Two Friends; One Plane)

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Hello anyone who happens to read this, I'm one of the authors or SW, Paige, and this is my first chapter. I will be introducing this character, and one of my besites characters, Isabella. Anyways, let's start, shall we?

Paige E.R Moore.

My name is Paige Moore, or more formally, if that's your fancy, Paige E.R Moore. (Yes, I completely am aware that my initials are PERM, don't remind me.) If you told me at the beginning of this summer that I would, a.) FIGHT A DEMON TRIANGLE LIKE, SEVEN MILLION TIMES, or b.) be caught up in some prophecy like thing, I would of laughed in your face and told you to take a hike to the looney bin. But, that was before I went to Camp Grayson.

Anyways, this all started when a flyer, for a summer camp in OREGON arrived at my doorstep. At my home, in WASHINGTON D.C! Of course, this happened to my best friend, Isabella, as well. Our parents, in a moment of genius, decided to SEND US ACROSS THE COUNTRY. TO. A. SUMMER CAMP. ALONE!

Our flight was delayed for two days, and then I was sitting in one of the cabins in Camp Grayson, the summer camp where we are going to waste our entire three months of freedom.

All the bunks were lined against the walls, and I was in the one pressed against the right wall. I had the bottom bunk, and a girl (I believe her name is Alex,) was on the top bunk. I honestly couldn't care less about anyone else here besides Isabella, whose bunk was placed right by the cabin door. She was currently talking to one of the other girls, whom's name I forgot.

She was asking her a question about getting a tour around this quarry that was titled a Summer Camp.

"No thank you." she said quietly, looking at the floor.

I just sat there staring at Isabella, like an idiot with my mouth open.

Isabella is such a energetic and just random person, and she never gets quiet like this, especially when meeting new people.

After all the girls left, I walked over to Isabella any sat down next to her.

"This bed isn't yours, is it?" I say as I tap the unmade covers of the bed.

"No," she says as she kicks the floor, "this a girls bunk, I think her names Viola."

"Isabella, what's is up? You are so much nicer than this!" I say to Isabella, then I realize that the intire time Isabella's head was down.

"Isabella! Isabella!," I yell, "ISABELLA!!! I scream, as I shake her. Suddenly, Isabella's head is up and I realize, her cheeks were slick with tears.

"I got a internship!", Isabella blurted out suddenly, I was quite shocked for a second, "I was going to go to a Art museum to study.

Wait a minute, Isabella said she got a internship... AND SHE DIDNT TELL ME!

"You did...." I muttered, shocked, "I did!," She said, "but before I could tell my parents, they sent me to this STUPID SUMMER CAMP!!" She Yelled, and punched the space between me and her with her fist.

"Ow!," Isabella says as she shakes her hand out "there's something in there."

"What the....." I say as I pulled out the item.

"Score!" Isabella says, "BOOK!"

"This is weird," I say, "doesn't this bunk belong to Viola?"

"Um, yeah, so what?"