Camp Legacy

--Forest's POV--

I grab my tray, and head for the Dreamers' table. At least that's what I call my friends, and I. I start to walk to them, but I feel a sharp pain in my head. Someone grabs my braid, and pulls me into a nearby locker room.

"Hey creep," a familer face peers down at me. The tall, and blonde evil girl glares down at me.

"Hi Cal," I say trying to add fear in my voice.

She is older than me, and hates me with a passion because of my hate for this school.

"Going to plot another escape attempt?"

"Why do you care?" I counter.

"You know damn well why I care."

"Just leave me alone. It shouldn't effect you."

"It will if I tell E about it," she says.

E is the head counselor, and he only cares if the students escape, or if they tell the truth about the school being a prison. It's a place for overpowered legacies.

"You wouldn't," I say.

"I would," she dares.

She raises her hand ready to punch me in the face when Love, Life, and Tess burst though the door.

"You may be a creepo but even you know when your out numbered," Tess shouts seeping her voice to sound intimidating.

Cal drops her hand, and marchs out of the room. We all walk out, and sit down. I still have my tray in my hand.

"What the hell was that about?" Kolton says with a mouth full of potatos.

"Yeah. You could have taken that jerk," Life says taking a bite of Mac and cheese.

"I let her have her fun. If it gets to serious I'll stop her," I answer.

"Don't lie. We both know you had no intention of stopping her," Tess says.

"I still don't understand what were talking about," Christian says with no tray. He usually didn't eat until dinner.

"Look guys we have this conversation almost every day, so you know my answer."

"Yeah well we have this conversation every day because you never listen," Serg counters. He doesn't talk much. He's always just there listening.

"I'm gonna go take my free time now." I pick up my tray without eating, and dump it in the garbage.

We only get one hour of free time each day and I always either spend that time on my bike or at the lake. Since it is to cold to swim, I head toward the bike rack. I pull out my red bike, and start peddling. I do so until the hour is up.

Notes

Sorry im only gonna do the girls POV's until my friend becomes Co author then he'll do the boys btw next chapter is flash back to explai Luke and how we got to camp

-Jade