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[reece.caorle]

It really wasn't all that late into the day. Only around 6:32pm. The sun wasn't really setting but was still set low on the horizon. Or at least above it, showing that it was close to setting time. Where all the hues of wonderful colours contrasted together. Really whether or not they looked good against darker or lighter tones, it just depended on the weather of the day on which way the sun would reflect the colours. The majority of the time; when it was during the beginning of School, it always seemed to set with the dull pinks, that trickle at the edges of the soft marshmallow like clouds as they seem to be swallowed in the upcoming darkness that is still a good distance behind them. Orange and a mixture of an indigo blue form together to form an odd colour, and try to engulf itself behind the pink. Seeking desperate closure from the pitch black darkness behind it. Really if you sat there and watched the whole thing, it was like some sort of scary movie before your eyes. One that you could watch endlessly everyday. Well, until the night finally took over the side of Earth you were on. Not many people paid a big attention to the whole sun-set thing because they are either too engulfed in their lives and what they are doing at that moment instead of paying attention to the very beautiful scenes of nature that they are bless with. And are too boring of people to pay attention to them.

Reece was new to the camp, and it always sucked when you were. Allot of the kids were here the prier year, so they all pretty much knew each other, but here he was, not knowing anyone. No one really did talk to him, so he wasn't going to become any more social than he already was at this slow rate. By this time, it was Supper, and he didn't know what was going to really happen. Stupid little minor stuff as like, where he was going to sit, and just pondering what they were going to serve him. He wasn't the person to eat what he called 'school food', and though this was a Camp, he considered it 'school'. There really wasn't that much wrong with this type of food, he just found it disgusting to eat it because there really is no telling what exactly the people put in the food. They could say it's one thing, and really it's something completely different. And half the time the food never looked that good, and made him feel ill in the stomach, so he definitely wasn't going to eat it when his stomach clenched in the nauseating way and he hadn't even ate any of it. That should tell you something there.

Walking into the dining hall, he made his way through the line and got something to eat anyway. All he would really eat or drink basicly from the tray was the water bottle. Not alot, but he had some stuff he'd eat in the Cabin. Running a hand through his black hair, he sat down at a table alone. Poking at his food on the tray with the metal fork utensil, he sighed. I wonder how long this will last; he thought to himself. Smokey gray eyes stared out across the big building. A whole lot of talking filled the air, and it could be alittle suffocating at some points, but learning how to have ignored the talking, Reece blinked and looked at the table he was sitting at. Tracing the lines that was in the wood with his eyes as he reached out and grabbed his water bottle and twisted off the cap. He took a couple of swallows of the ice cold liquid, and put the bottle back down. The eighteen year old would have rather stay home and stay around his house. Going out to a club now and then would definitely be better than being stuck at this camp, but he'd try and make the best of it for now.

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[evian springs.]

Running to the lunch lines, grabbing a sandwich and a bottle of water, she quickly sat down. An Evian bottle. "What a strange ca-winky dink?" She muttered to herself. Plopping herself on an table she sat down back towards the table.

Slowly turning around, she saw a boy. Not just any boy, one of those emo/scene childs.
He nice thick black hair, and heavy makeup around his misty gray eyes. It made him look so nice. She blinked and tilted her head.

There was a little hurt in her heart, she felt bad, he was so alone. The poor creature looked helpless. Sitting all alone, she didn't want to intrude though."Do you mind, if uh. sit here?" Her words came out like a bad violin squeaking. Looking at his lips, then his eyes, she let out a slow whisper. "Evian." She repeated her name. Looking down at her jeans, she took out a box of cigarettes.

"Do you mind, if I...?" She wasn't lighting one, until he said something. Her amber eyes flickered with curiousity. "I'm new?" She said this rather loudly, unlike her name. "Who are you?"

She once again scanned his face. There was something worth fixing. Quickly gettin up and leaning over she took her thumb and wiped off the eye liner smudge. She did this to help, not flirt. After all, he could be gay. Who knew? Gay-dars were overrated. She fixed his hair, tucking it in behind his ear.

"You have nice eyes." Flashing him a toothy smile, she unwrapped her sandwich and split it in half. "Here." She put it down in front of him. Trying so hard to be nice, she grabbed her cigarettes and looked at him. "Please?" Being an addict to almost anything was so simple for her. It was as well sorta stupid.

Those fucking things could kill her. Yes, she had seen the pictures of lungs and teeth. The crazy children commercials.

Yet, still so addicted. Just like she was to this kid.

[reece.caorle]

This shocked Reece greatly. A random girl coming up to him at what he would consider as his table, and just start to talk and ramble on about random things. Sure he could be random at times when he wanted to be, but really not with some stranger that came up to him so it did shock him. Of course he didn't show it at all because that would have been really out of character for him at the time being. Blinking, he heard her say something, and talk to him, then BAM! There was a girls hand wipping at the smudge of his eyeliner that he LIKED! He furrowed up his eyes at the girl, of course he wasn't the type to yell and scream and such like that, but he narrowed his eyes into a semi-playful glare at the stranger. There was not real issue to be mad about besides the fact she touched his face! I mean, that was off limits to anyone after Liam and stuff, and especially to girls. Gosh he didn't really like girls, though he did associate with them quite well in general when it came to talking about random shit.

"I'm Reece," he said in a melotone voice as he looked blankly at the girl who was there. Of course he didn't care if she smoked around him. He himself smoked half the time so it didn't really bother him, despite the fact he tried not to smoke a whole lot around the camp and in all period. He touched the side of his face in slight awe and looked down at the tray that had some nasty food on it, and then over at the half of a sandwhich the girl had asked him to eat. What? He was already getting fat in his own personal opinion, and that's why he wasn't eating that much. When all in all he was already under weight. Gray eyes looked at the sandwhich. It did look really good and tasty sort of. "Yeah, well I'm not in the mood to eat. And I'm already getting fat!" he exclaimed, but not loudly. Okay, maybe he already opened up alittle bit and was going to be a bit more like himself, but maybe not for long.

Leaning back in his seat just a little bit, he shifted so that he could be seen a little better, and grabbed the bottom hem of his long t-shirt he wore over his small torso. Grabbing ahold of it, he pulled it up to basicly reveal a skinny body, that had muscles and a six-pack visible. It wasn't perfect, oh no. You could sort of see his ribs. This girl must think he was completely a lunatic at thinking he himself was fat and stuff. Reece was a bit paranoid with things and such. He looked up at the girl to see her reaction to this. He didn't care that he had just pulled up his shirt to reveal pale skin, and the fact a few people stared over at him. He loved the attention in the first place, so all the more joy to the over dramatic male that was so guarded up.

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[evian springs.]

Evian's eyebrows raised up. Suddenly a wave of confusion, hurt and anger washed over her face. She couldn't believe he was shocked, that she was being nice. What kind of weirdo is shocked, when people are being nice. She wasn't being spontaneously annoying, just helpful. "Is something wrong with me?" She traced the perfect bridge of his nose, lightly with her index finger. "Was that painful?"

Laughing and smiling she came beside him. "Don't be bitchy!" She said in a playful tone. Giggling, she hadn't giggled in years. It felt so strange. This giggle didn't sound child-like, but ethereal. She was quite thrown back by it. She placed her hand on his cheek, and delicately felt the stubble, then the curves on his lips. "I would die for a face like yours. " Her amber eyes flickered at him.

She looked at her cigarettes again, inching her hand near them she grabbed one and lit it. Offering some to him, she used her bag that the sandwich came in and used it as an ashtray. "Reece, I like that name. " She stared into his eyes lovingly. Yet this love was like a motherly kind, rather then let's-have-sex kind. She liked Reece. He didn't deserve to get hurt by her.

She wanted to sleep with him, of course. She'd sleep with anyone. But Reece deserved a friendly loving friend. She wanted be that, once in her life, not just a quick thrilling fuck.

Her 'brows crinkled looking at his food. She stared at it with disgust. Quickly pushing it to the side she picked up one half of her tasty sandwich, and fed it to him. "Eat, you are not fat, Reecey." Blushing ferociously as the nickname just popped out. "I'm sorry."

She lifted the sheer halter and showed him her equally flat stomach, "I'm fat too!" She laughed and swung her arms around him, pulled him into a big hug. She continued to try and feed him bits of sandwich, after that.