Dear Evan Hansen And Be More Chill Oneshots

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My friend fantrash_tic101 totally got rid of my writers block with this idea. This is the first episode of camp camp but with musical characters! So it will be different from time to time.
(I totally agree with heathers being the flowerscouts but I love Mac. As David.)

"Can you believe it Connor?" Heather happily jumped around the preteen."We're getting not one,not three, but two new campers today!" She jumped beside him, holding her hand in the air with the number as she said them.
The preteen sighed."Yeap, it's really truly horrifying." Connor shoved his hands deeper into his black hoodie pocket.
"What?" Heather chuckled."Are you afraid of making a few new friends?" She ruffled his long hair.
"I'm not here to make friends,Heather." Connor groaned after swatting her away and fixing his hair."Camp is where kids are sent when their parents don't want to deal with them. Why do you think we return the favor when they hit seventy?"
Heather chose not to hear what Connor said. Instead she changed to subject."Hey...what are you doing out here anyway?"
"Oh, it's definitely not because the bus only comes from the city to pick up and drop off campers and seems to be my only chance of escaping this fucking nightmare of a camp." Connor looked back up at Heather."Definitely not that."
"Hey...you shouldn't use that language for being so young." She kneeled back down to eye level with him.
"Suck my di-" Heather clapped her hand over Connor's mouth and sighed.
"All I want is for you guys to have as much fun as I did when I was a Camp Campbell camper! Is that really so much to ask?" She questioned with a heart warming smile. It broke into a yelp when Connor licked her hand.
"I refuse to believe someone as happy as you can exist." He rubbed his tongue on his hoodie sleeve. The brunettes eyes narrowed as Heather started speaking again.
"The bus is here!" She ran full speed at the moving vehicle.
"Moron." Connor walked slowly so he could get to the bus.
"Hello!" The blond waved frantically "Welcome to Camp C-" Heather screamed as the bus almost hit her. She fell to the ground as a defense mechanism.
    Connor watched as two kids exited the bus. Both males had very different reactions. One looked around ten and was wearing a red t-shirt.The boy took a deep breath and said."Oh boy smell that nature! I've never been here before!"
    The other male was the exact opposite. He was blond and wore a pastel blue hoodie.He looked around anxiously.
    Heather shook before looking down at the boys."Ah, you must be Jake!" She held out her hand in greeting. Jake took that opportunity to bite Heather's hand. She screamed in response."Out boy! Out!"
    "E-Excuse me? Is this art camp?" The blond haired boy spoke up.
    "No! This is summer camp! Su-u-mmer? Sorry about that hand by the way." Jake looked up at Heather."Just extorting dominance, you know how it goes." Heather rubbed her hand;she did not know how it went.
    "And you must be Evan! Well you two will be happy to know what Camp Campbell is both of those-" Heather screamed again,this time getting hit by the bus.
    Connor grumbled to himself."Stupid Mom. Never teaching me how to drive." He reached down as far as he could with his feet to reach the pedals.
    "Not so fast kid. The only one driving this bus is me." The quartermaster, or 'Squip' as some liked to call him(Connor had no idea why) grabbed him under his shoulders and dragged him off the bus. He was dropped at a still recovering Heather's feet.
    "Ugh. Uh-thank you,Squip." Heather rubbed her side.
    "You're on your own now..." Squip growled before pulling out an off brand red colored soda."Going on break. Be back at the bus at noon." And with that he walked off.
    After watching Squip leave, Heather looked down at Connor disappointedly."Connor,you aren't leaving my side for the rest of the day."
    "We'll see about that camp-girl."
Once Heather checked on Jake,Evan approached Connor."S-So...what's your d-deal?"
    In return Connor sighed."I'm just a kid trying to survive out here Evan." He patted the shorter boy's shoulder.
    "Now," Heather begun with another bright smile."Lets go check out the camp,kids!" She twirled excitedly.

How many of you cringed durning that? I'm sorry. Do you guys know what I should call the camp? I was thinking Camp Westerburg but that sounds unsatisfying. I'll probably keep the name the same.
There will be a part two so you will figure out who's who soon.