The Boy Who Called Me Songbird
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Hello there! My name is Willow. I'm almost 16 years old and if Jon Lennon and Avril Lavigne got together and created a musical child, that would be me! My mom and Aunt Wisty sent me to a summer camp for the first time ever. It's this place for teens with musical talent called Camp Blue Jeans and it seems really cool here. Something else that's really cool about the camp is that they let me bring my rabbit, Scones!! The girls in my cabin, Lilly, Max and Bea, are some of the coolest people I've ever met and I can tell that I'm going to have an awesome time! The other day I ran into a kid named Ferrior (actually quite literally) and he seems really sweet but he never talks to anyone but me. Is he just shy? Or is it something else?…
My name is Ferrior. I'm 16 years old and I've been going to Camp Blue Jeans for 2 years now. I have a year-old rat named Styx and I don't really have any friends. The other day I ran into this girl down by the lake. She seems different from the others, she didn't judge me like everyone else did when they saw my black skinny jeans and purple-streaked hair. She's one of the most amazing people I've ever met and her voice is breathtaking. It's beautiful, like a songbird.....
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