Chapter 9: Witney

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               ''All right everyone. Please return to your cabins and get dressed." It was Mr.Flarity aouncing the time to start extreme snowball fight. I got up from the table excitedly and walked with Lisa to our cabin. Sitting on our bed were black coats with two rows of buttons down the fronty, there was a satchle like thing for everyone including everyone's chosen weapon. I slipped on the caot and satch and then straped my sheath and dagger to my waist. I then put on some black fur snow boots that were sitting at the foot of the bed.  Lisa and I were wearing the exact same thing but she also had on a nice fur black hat. 

"Where'd you get that?" I asked pointing to her hat.

"I packed one. You can have this one, it dosen't really fit me anyways." She tossed me a black nit beenie and I sliped it over my head, the back of the hat sagged behind my head. Lisa started walking and I joined her, I noticed that everyone in our cabin was wearing the same colors, black. Then as we walked out I noticed that every cabin had different colors. Cabin one was wearing a dark navy blue, cabin 2 was wearing a dark blood red color, cabin 3 (us) was wearing black, cabin 4 was wearing a dark brown shade and cabin five was wearing a nice, dark green. Everyone was walking out towards the woods so we followed. It took us about a half an hour or so before we reached Mr.Flarity standing on a giant mound of snow. About 100 yards away from Mr.Flarity was another mound of snow with a black flag stuck in the middle, 100 yards to the right of that mound was another mound of snow with a green flag stuck in the middle, then 100 yards to the right of that mound was another mound with a blue flag stuck in the middle, 100 yards away from that mound was another mound with a red flag stuck in the middle of that, then 100 yards to the right of that, right in front of Mr.Flarity was another mound with a brown flag tuck in the middle of that mound. All of the mounds were circling Mr.FLarity. It was like  five army bases that  were all against each other. 

When all of the campers were finally there, surrounding Mr.Flarity, he began.  "Welcome everyone, and here we start the extreme snow ball fight. I will explain the rules. As you can see there are five mounds surrounding me, each of them color coded with the five cabins just like the clothes that you are wearing. Each cabin is a team. There are five cabins so to win the extreme snowball fight you must capture 3 of the cabin flags. Ounce captured only the captured cabin can retreive that flag, like say that cabin 3 captures cabin 5's flag, cabin 4 can not take cabin 5's flag, but cabin five can try to retrieve it. If you get hit by a snowball  than you have to stay in this mound that I am standing on for three minutes then you may return back to your game. The only time that you are able to use your weapon is when you  are gaurding your flag, only three people at a time and only three poeple can got to get a flag at a time and  a cabin can not try to retreive two flags at ounce. Now let's begin." I went forward and started to walk towards our designated mound. Lisa followed me along with everyone else.We all took places at each of our cabins mounds. Mr.Flarity stood at his mound and watched all of us get settled in and quieting down. "Alright now. Begin your stratigies." Everyone started talking, trying to figure out what they were going to do. Amy Grant started first, bossing everyone around, telling each of us what to do. She of corse was the ''hero."  Amy went over tactics and stratigies but no one was really listening, each of us were going over our own plans in our own minds. Lisa, behind me, was examining her nails, she was picking at the pink nail polish stuck to her fingers. I started looking at all the other cabins, each one of them was all huddled together, talking discretley like one big jumble of  solid color. We were the only cabin that was not together. Amy Grant as couseler was not helping our chances, she divides us, not unites us.

Amy finally stoped talking but as she looked at everyone and saw the expressions on each of our faces, she figured out that everyone had their own plan. "UGH!!!!!!" She yelled in frustration. "DO I HAVE TO DO EVERYTHING?!"

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