Survivor: The First Trial

*<* Chapter One *>*

A/N: May contain slight cussing, but not too much, or too bad. Also a very special thank you to @camptioncoolcamp and @Cupsters on Roblox for joining me in this wonderful adventure.

Allyson opened her eyes to the dim light peeking through her window frame. This is it. I'm going to Camp Survivor.

She climbed eagerly out of bed and got dressed as fast as she could, plucking a plain purple tank and ripped black jeans out of her closet and putting them on.

She greeted her mom with a smile as she came out of the room. "Are you excited, Ally?" her mother asked.

"Totally!" she cheered back.

"Well, you've got to catch the bus, then. Text me when you're there."

"Mom, we're not allowed to bring our phones."

"Since when has it been forbidden for sixteen-year-olds to have their phones with them?" Ally's mother scoffed, leaning down to rest her arm on the counter.

Ally shrugged. "Since camps made the rule." It seemed fair, to her. After all, who would need their phone in a camp where you were supposed to make friends?

"I guess so," her mother sighed. "Well, you better head out."

Ally smiled and grabbed her bag. "See you in three weeks!"

"I love you, honey!"

"Love ya too, mom."

Brimming with excitement, Ally grabbed her bag and raced out the door to the bus stop. She halted when she spotted a teen sitting alone. His hair was ruffled, and only a few shades darker than his chocolate skin. He was wearing a green shirt with black pants, and his shoes were black and blue.

No one she knew was coming to the camp, so it was good a time as any to make a new friend.

"Hey," she greeted, sitting down next to him.

He looked up. "Oh, hi. Are you waiting for Camp Survivor?"

Ally nodded. "Yup."

"Well, better get comfy. The bus is supposed to be thirty minutes late," he chuckled. "I'm Jordan, by the way."

"Ally." The blonde set her bag down by her feet. "Anyone you know coming with you?"

"No. Just myself." Jordan turned to face Ally.

"Then, maybe we could stick together. I'm alone, too."

"Oh, cool!" Jordan looked excited for a moment, and then he looked half embarrassed, half shocked. "Er, I mean... Not that it's cool that you're alone, but... Ehm..."

Allyson laughed. "I understand."

The pair of them sat together quietly for the rest of the time until the bus arrived. Then, when it finally did, they went on together. 

Ally noticed someone with very pale skin, a red beanie, and a white shirt with one long red sleeve on her right arm, and one long white sleeve on the other.

She was sitting alone, staring at the floor. She looked lonely. Ally pointed this out to Jordan, who shrugged and asked, "Should we sit with her?"

"Yeah."

Ally sat next to the girl, and Jordan sat on Ally's other side. The girl looked up. "Oh, hi."

"Hello!" Jordan smiled at her. She smiled back.

"I'm Ally, and this is Jordan," the blonde introduced.

"I'm Cups."

"Cups?" Ally and Jordan repeated simultaneously.