Name: Andrea Scully

Age: Fifteen

Grade: Just finished Freshman Year of High School

Looks: Brown hair that reaches mid-back and shines red in the sun. Light brown eyes with green flecks, and the iris is surrounded by a dark brown ring. She has naturally tanned skin, but isn't super dark. She's short for her age, and isn't as developed as the other girls her age, but she isn't completely flat. She eats a lot, but is thin due to her active lifestyle and fast metabolism.

Outfit: During the summer and spring, she normally wears tank tops or graphic tees with jean shorts or loose, athletic shorts. Occasionally wears hat (in pic) that her older sister got her.

Personality: She's shy around people she doesn't know, and never makes the first move in making friends. She's too shy to approach people and strike up a conversation. If someone starts talking to her, she'll get a little nervous, but it doesn't take long til she warms up to the person. She is really smart, friendly to people she knows, funny, and likes cracking perverted jokes, though she is in no way a pervert.

Basic Info: She went to a regular grade school, but started being home schooled when she hit high school. She's a genius with an IQ of 145, but tries to hide her high intelligence. She listens to a wide variety of music, enjoys reading, playing racing and RPG video games. She is rarely ever seen without her iPod.

Prologue

CAMP KONOHA!
A summer camp for girls and boys aged ten to sixteen.
Overnight camp runs for six weeks. From Sunday through Saturday, campers play unique games and participate in outdoor activites, including:

Canoeing and Fishing
Hiking
Swimming
Arts and Crafts
Nature Projects
Target and Archery
Campouts under the Stars
And much, much more!

Make new friends! Campers stay in same gender cabins with kids in the same age range.
Bring your family! We even have a family weekend! Parents and siblings of camper may come and spend a weekend with their happy camper.

So sign up today and experience the joys of nature!

I blinked as the brochure was placed in front of me by my mother. "Are you serious?" I asked her. It's June 7th, four days after my birthday and the day after I finished school.

My mom tossed her long, curly black hair over her shoulder and nodded. "Yes Andrea. This will be a wonderful experience for you. We've been putting this off for too long. You need to go while you're still young enough..."

"I'll go next year!" I exclaimed.

"You said that last year," mother said.

"And the year before that and the year before that and the year before that!" my oldest sister, Angela said, snapping her Tale of Two Cities book shut.

I rolled my eyes. Angela; the model daughter of the family. She's the oldest of the six of us kids and acts like Little Miss Goody Two Shoes.

Tch. Tale of Two Cities. I read that book last year…when I was fourteen.

Angela is the oldest of us all and has long, long medium brown hair that she can sit on and dark brown eyes. She has a baby face, complete with chubby cheeks and a button nose, making her look way younger than she really is. She just finished her freshman year at Christendom College.

She is considered the perfect daughter for several reasons. Number one; she's the oldest at age twenty (she's home on summer break from college). Number two; she always does what she's told without talking back. Number three; she's twenty and has never: drunk, smoked, done drugs or had sex.

Now, don't get me wrong. There is nothing wrong with never drinking, smoking, doing drugs, or having sex…that's just another reason my parents like her best, even though they insist they like everyone equally.

Well that's just a load, because my mom dislikes me and my older sister, Marian, very strongly.

We both swear, we both get angry easily, we both read 'evil books' and listen to 'evil music' and wear 'inappropriate' clothes. Um…sorry for wearing somewhat fitted shirts and shorts that doesn't go past the knees…

Marian, as I said before, is my older sister. She's eighteen and the second oldest of us all. She has short, layered, dark brown hair that goes just past her shoulders and dark brown eyes. She has a mature face and a very matured chest and, as a result, looks older than she is. So twenty- to thirty-some year old guys are always trying to get her. She's not skinny, actually she's quite fat, but it looks good on her, and she's proud of her body.

She cusses a lot and lost her, eh, innocence, at a young age…which is why our parents don't really like her. She's a genius, like me, but doesn't apply herself. She's leaving for college at Kettering in July. I'm gonna miss her…

Next is me, the recently-turned-fifteen year old of the family. I have light brown hair that shines red in the sun that reaches my mid-back. My eyes are light brown with green flecks and a ring of dark brown/black around the iris. I, just as everyone but Marian, have very tanned skin, since mom is Filipino. I'm short, standing at a whopping five foot two, weigh one hundred two pounds, and am thin with an athletic build that I have from playing soccer half the year and ice hockey the other half.

I'm a genius with an IQ of 145. I love reading books, just not documentaries or mystery novels. I love listening to music of just about every genre, but I don't like jazz or blues. I like some classical pieces, and the only country I listen to are, like, Taylor Swift's punkier ones. I enjoy drawing, but I'm not that good at it. But I am an excellent gamer…when it comes to RPG and racing games anyway…

I'm shy and home-schooled. See, we all go to grade school, but are then home-schooled for high school. So I've always been shy; it's not a result of home schooling. But I'm not totally socially awkward. When I'm around people I'm comfortable with, I'm as chatty as the next person! But around new people…not so much…

Next is William, the only boy of the family. He is thirteen and taller than me. He is tan and has brownish-black hair and dark brown eyes. He has an athletic build as well, and is super awesome at ice hockey. He's kinda a dork, being interested in things like Mario, Power Rangers, Sonic the Hedgehog, Legend of Zelda, Homestar Runner, etc…

But I love him anyway, since he's my brother, and he doesn't let the bullies bother him.

Then there's Dorothy, my second youngest sister. She's eleven, but will be twelve in September. She wears push-up bras, so her chest looks slightly larger than mine, and her butt is more filled out. Her brown hair is layered and styled to make her look older. She's also more outgoing and flirtatious and loves attention. She's had four boyfriends, as opposed to my zero boyfriends… Dorothy wears fitted clothes, way more fitted than mine, but doesn't get yelled at, since no one sees them. Why? Because she wears jackets and pants over them when she leaves the house…

And finally, we have Victoria. She is nine and will be ten in October. She's the youngest and, of course, the most spoiled. Mom and Dad bow to her every wish. She's really rotten and makes fun of everyone…and she's only nine! She absolutely loves Pokémon and has mom and dad buy every pack of cards and every plush toy she sees. She has shoulder length, dark brown hair and dark brown eyes and tan skin.

Well…that's my family…

Now that you know everyone, let us return to the feature presentation...

"I think you should go Andrea. Then you'll finally be able to make friends," Dorothy said as she strutted into the kitchen to join in on the conversation.

"I have friends," I muttered.

"Yeah? Who?" Dorothy asked. "And the hockey boys and your invisible friends doesn't count."

"I don't have an invisible friend!" I snapped.

Dorothy smirked. "So you don't have any friends."

"Sure I do! There's, uh..." I trailed off. Damn! She's right. Other than the hockey boys, I don't have any friends. In grade school, I had a few close friends. But they went to high school and I was home schooled. They branched out and made new friends.

"Yeah...that's what I thought..." Dorothy sneered.

"Quit being a bitch Dorothy," Marian said as she entered the kitchen in her work uniform. She was a senior at home while I was a freshman, so we bonded this past year.

"Marian! Don't use such crude language!" Angela exclaimed, covering her ears.

Marian rolled her eyes. "Whatever. I need to go to work. Later," she said, walking out the door.

We were all silent. The only sound was Marian's car starting and then taking off.

"Andrea Grace Scully," my mom said, drawing my attention to her. "You're going, and that's final."

"Please dad!" I pleaded. "I don't want to go to camp!"

My dad, tired from working a long shift at the hospital, sighed and rubbed his temples. "Sorry Andrea, but your mother already said that you were going. I don't want it to seem as if I'm undermining her authority," he replied.

I groaned. Yeah...Dad said that he and mom are equals in decision making, so whoever decides first, that's the answer you get.

Why, oh why, did mom get the brochure first?