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Ramzy bustled through the doors of the stadium right as they were about to close on her. Late she was... Ramzy hated being late, but if it wasn't for her fathers bickering for two hours about who would take Ramzy to the camp then she would have been here on time. 'Why couldn't they both just take me? It's like the strive to be better than the other, truly exhausting in my eyes.' Ramzy thought to herself. An elderly witch came to help Ramzy with her paperwork as Ramzy made quick work on scribbling her name where it was needed. 'I hope there is still a tent open for me... all the good ones were probably taken.' Ramzy thought again as the witch smiled at her and pointed her in the general direction in which all the tents were situated at.

Ramzy didn't even take her time walking as she continued to lug her heavy chest behind her. Her brown eyes skimmed the surrounding area as she looked at the many tents that lay before her. She took her time at each tent. Poking her head inside to see if she could spot any open beds, but alas she would constantly come up empty. Starting to get a tad bit frustrated she trudged along, starting to feel like maybe coming to camp was a bad idea. This was, in fact, the first time Ramzy has been alone without her parents and nanny so the whole experience was starting to overwhelm her, especially with it not turning out so well in the beginning.

Ramzy had gone through the majority of the tents and was about to turn around to head to the front table that she was at when she first arrived to voice her concern about not having a bed to sleep at for the month she was supposed to be there. She turned around, she noticed a tent she must have accidentally passed. 'Green Sea.... huh' The outside of the tent shone emerald green, and the voices from inside seemed to give the tent a very active appeal. 'Well... this is the last one... here goes nothing.' Ramzy took a step forward to push the flap of the tent to the side as she pushed her head through. The inside of the tent amazed her and with a quick scan of her eyes, she was able to find one last bunk that was right by the entrance of the room. 'Good... less of a travel with this darn chest.' She thought, as she pulled the chest to the end of the bed and let it land with a heavy 'thud'.

Tired and sweaty Ramzy felt as if she had some time she had to make up as she mustered the brightest smile she could and turned to face everyone. With a small clearing of her throat she spoke, Hello everyone! My name is Ramzy Rossi, but you know... don't say the full name every time, heh, I had one person do that once and it was a very awkward conversation to have a bit later that day. She paused and moved her little feet into the middle of the room a bit more, immediately taking notice of the males that were in the tents as well. 'Better not let father know of this...' She made a mental note as she continued her introduction, I will be a first-year this upcoming fall to the school of Hogwarts. I hope we can all have an amazing summer together.

“Thanks,” Bubba said to Lillian, always happy to take a compliment, “I figured we should have some fun with it.” He said as he looked from Lillian to the hustle and bustle that was their tent. “And I’m glad you’re a bit less nervous, like I said it’s only natural but you’re gonna be fine.”

Bubba frowned a little as Emma said she was worried about breaking rules. Come on where’s their sense of adventure?!? It’s summer camp, live a little. They weren’t talking about things that could get them expelled, just a little harmless fun. If transfiguring someone’s turkey leg into an actual turkey as they were about to eat it was wrong, well he just didn’t want to be right. He was even more appalled when Lillian voiced the same concerns. Had he misjudged her? She’d seemed cool but now she was against a little harmless pranking!

Now Stephen, Stephen had the right idea. He wasn’t sure about worrying about making enemies. If these people were going to get their feathers ruffled over a little harmless fun, then he didn’t want to be friends in the first place. It was all in good fun and he was sure Miles would keep it… mostly under control. It had to go off the rails at some point. Bubba felt that the greatest sin would be to not go big enough. But now, now he liked what he was hearing. A splinter group for bigger pranks - yes that was the ticket! He knew this was the group for him. He was definitely down for some black ops mischief-making.

Now he turned his attention to EmmaLee and was struck by panic as she said that the prank wars started on the third of August. The third! This was terrible, it was only two days away! Forget the barbeque or anything else, they needed to have an exhaustive planning session now! Immediately his mind shot to work thinking of different ways to mess with the other campers. His initial thought was to ask Miles if he knew a charm that could turn his parrot into a hundred parrots so they could flood the parrot tent with them. Yes, that would be some nice, harmless fun. Parrots everywhere! But without the inconvenience of real parrots crapping all over everything.

Bubba was pulled out of his planning session by EmmaLee reading off the other activities. The triathlon was definitely not for him. He had never been super athletic, he wasn’t fat but he wasn’t fit either. He was a nerd, he wasn’t ashamed, and he would just as soon sit in the tent with a book while everyone else ran, swam, and biked. Some of the other activities sounded fun, until they got to twirl the flagon. He turned a bit green at the mention of that. He had never kissed anyone (except maybe his mom and a peck on the cheek was definitely not what this game was), he didn’t know anyone and his mind was off to the races with all types of anxiety. He just hoped he no one noticed his very uncomfortable reaction to its mention.

By the time Bubba had collected himself from his mini panic attack about twirl the flagon (he was certainly not signing up for that) Emma was speaking but he must’ve missed most of it as she was saying she was going to stay in the tent.

Now, now though, their fearless leader was talking. Bubba wasn’t sure if the camp appointed tent leaders but it seemed like Miles was theirs, even if he was self-appointed. He couldn’t explain it but Miles just seemed to have this gravitas about him that made you want to listen when he talked. Bubba nodded at the suggestion of a getting to know you session. He had finished his first year at Hogwarts but he hadn’t made many close friends, and he knew no one besides Lillian in the tent so he was keen to get to know them. Still, listening to what Miles envisioned for the camp was an interesting experience. Miles’ idea of a fun camp was not his. He was fine seeing nature in pictures thanks very much. You’d need the Budweiser Clydesdales to drag him to see Yosemite and the Grand Canyon, let alone camp there. That was fine though, if everyone was like him life would be quite boring so he would love to hear what makes the rest of them tick.

Just as Miles said he was going to head to the barbeque another girl walked through the opening to the tent. She was certainly not going to win any awards for stealth, they could probably hear her dropping her chest all the way over at Wembley. As she introduced herself as ‘Ramzy Rossi but you don’t have to say Ramzy Rossi every time' he knew he’d kick himself later if he didn’t do it now so he just decided to do it, “Hi Ramzy Rossi, I’m Bubba, nice to meet you.”

August 1, 2022

Lillian breathed a sigh of relief at Stephen's words. Thankfully, he had seemed to understand their concerns. She didn't expect the older students to fully understand the worry of the first years, although Stephen had summed it up pretty well. Nobody wanted to get in trouble, and nobody wanted to enter the school with grudges already piling up. At EmmaLee's suggestion to sign up for the prank wars, she perked up. Good. This would be a way for them to have all the fun they wanted and not get in much trouble with the teachers. Sure, other students might hate her, but she had mentally prepared herself for that anyway. She didn't really expect everyone at school to be accepting of halfbloods, and Muggleborns probably got the worst of it.

"I've been to Muggle summer camps before," she offered when Miles spoke of his research. "They sound nicer than they actually are. For one thing, I don't think any of our camp counselors approved of pranks, and we definitely didn't have the privacy or room we do here. Our tents weren't exactly enchanted." She looked around at the large tent, glad that wizards got at least some things right. She'd lived through summer camp chaos before, and she hadn't been fond of the fact that her tent was open to everyone. At least here, the tent would serve as a safe space for all of them, although it wouldn't do well as a safe space from each other. Again, she thought of the chances of an impending fight or argument among them. She shook her head, clearing it, debating whether she should join the others at the barbecue or not.

Just then, the tent flap opened once more and a girl her age stepped in. God, how many people did they stick in this tent? Ignoring her, Lillian began counting the bunks and then counting the tent members. Good, ten of each. That meant no new visitors would be coming in now, but, unfortunately, they had formed a bit of a crowd. Before she could dwell on that fact, her thoughts were interrupted by a loud thud. Like her, the girl's suitcase had made a bit of a thud, and she began to introduce herself as eyes turned to her. Ramzy Rossi, another first year, and don't call her Ramzy Rossi all the time. Just the first name is fine. That was a bit of an odd introduction, but she'd given an explanation for it, albeit also odd.

Surprisingly, Lillian found the courage to speak up quickly, deciding to get the final introduction over with. "Lillian. Fellow first year," she said, giving a wave. And if you need to know more, Miles made an introduction sheet for all of us, she was tempted to add, but stopped herself at the last second, realizing that was a bit rude.

Another girl arrived just as the group was about to split up. She said her name was Ramzy and that she was also a first year at Hogwarts. This was too perfect! Emma had already met three incoming first years and she'd barely been at camp an hour.

Emma noticed that the group's reactions to their new tent member were not nearly as friendly as they'd been earlier. Perhaps her worry was confirmed; tension was building after all. Well, I certainly won't be one to be rude, she thought.

"Hi Ramzy! I'm Emma. I'll be a first year at Hogwarts as well," Emma said after the girl's rambling-yet-somewhat-charming introduction. Emma had been nervous all day. She felt for Ramzy. "We've been filling out some introduction sheets that Miles made and discussing the upcoming prank wars. Some of us were also going to head to the barbecue. Personally, I'm going to stay here a little longer and get settled."

Emma couldn't believe how many words had just come out of her mouth. What happened to being shy? Apparently it just took a moment of social discomfort on someone else's behalf for her charisma to reappear. Or perhaps friendliness was a better word. Or leadership. Or was it just loudness? Oh, god. Am I being embarrassing?

Emma took a deep breath and smiled, deciding to stand strong behind her actions.

EmmaLee waved at Ramzy Rossi with a smile. "Hello, Ramzy. I'm EmmaLee and I will also be a first year at Hogwarts this year. We seem to have ended up with quite a few of us firsties. I hope that everyone here will make good friends, but it is nice to meet so many people in our year so quickly." She said, putting the rolled up itinerary on her bed and clasping her hands together behind her back. She was stuck between being polite and not rushing off too quickly once everyone had arrive, and filling up her severely empty stomach.

"That does make ten of us and so we are full. It seems that we have a good, even split of girls and boys and a very good collection of personalities. Now that we are all here, that food is really calling my name." EmmaLee continued, putting her hands in the pockets of her blue summer dress. She was starting to feel awkward with all of the people and she could smell the distinct sweetness of desserts mingling in with the smell of grilled meat. "I don't mean to say hello and run, but I am going to head to the BBQ. They said that there would be food from all over there and I am particularly looking forward to the sweets." She gave another wave to the whole group and proceeded out of the tent and towards the middle of the camp.

As she walked, EmmaLee thought about all of the different people she had met that day so far. It was going to prove an interesting summer. Everyone seemed so different, but everyone also seemed very determined to have a good time and make good friends. She didn't anticipate a lot of conflict within this group, maybe some other kind of drama, but she was sure that everyone would get along. She also decided that once she got back that she would make some make shift curtains out of her sheets and probably go ahead a write a few letters to her parents and her friends in New York. She was certain that they would be very excited that she had met some Ilvermorny students as well and Vitor would be excited to know that a Thunderbird was the Ilvermorny Hexwizard champion.

She pulled her wand out of her pocket and examined the white wood, thinking about it's Thunderbird core and how proud Victor had been when she had matched with it. He had spent the greater part of the next two days telling her all about Ilvermorny and the Thunderbird house and the maker of her wand. Was she really going to be ok at Hogwarts? Even her mother had more positive things to say about Beauxbatons and almost no knowledge about Hogwarts itself. Maybe she should try and convince Victor to let her move in with Alura so she could go to Ilvermorny instead. EmmaLee's brow furrowed in deep worry and inner concentration as she walked and thought and worried.

EmmaLee has left the tent for now.

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Ramzy stared at the lad named 'Bubba'... "Hi Ramzy Rossi, I’m Bubba, nice to meet you." The voice rang through her head. 'How dare he do exactly what Ramzy told them not to do... huh... maybe he's a special one. I ought to be kind... papa tells me to always be kind.

As Ramzy was thinking to herself another voice soared through the air the voice of a female, "Lillian. Fellow first year,". Ramzy's eyes quickly moved to the dark-haired girl as she studied her briefly... her introduction seem rather short and blunt... Ramzy wasn't too sure how she would end up liking her. She was already getting the impression of someone rude and quite a bit snarky. 'Never let the rude bother you Alanis... she truly hated when her father called her that they never do make it far in life. Ramzy, however, returned the wave and gave the fellow first-year a small smile. She immediately felt another pair of eyes on her... and what did she really expect? She did talk rather loudly to get everyone's attention.

"Hi Ramzy! I'm Emma. I'll be a first year at Hogwarts as well," Finally! Someone who was able to match Ramzy's energy in being able to converse with her because truth be told, it didn't seem like the tent was looking or expecting another tent member. 'Maybe there's another one vacant somewhere else... I should look into it...' Ramzy's rambling thoughts were cut short as the animated girl continued, "We've been filling out some introduction sheets that Miles made and discussing the upcoming prank wars. Some of us were also going to head to the barbecue. Personally, I'm going to stay here a little longer and get settled." Ramzy smiled as she looked around the room before she spotted the stack of papers Emma was referring to, she made a mental note to check them out later.

One last voice caught Ramzy's attention, however, this voice seem to be more in a rush to get through the introduction and out to the food. Ramzy didn't take offense as she sucked up the feeling of being excluded a bit from being so late and moved her feet to take her to the stack of papers so she could read. 'Maybe coming here was a mistake... I could always write papa, he'd come to pick me up.' Ramzy opted on staying inside the tent as she had a late meal anyways before coming here and didn't want to overstuff herself before any possible festivities. "It's truly a pleasure to meet all of you... I think I'll do what Emma suggested and stay in the tent. I already had my fix of food and don't want to give myself a terrible tummy ache on the first day.”

Miles listened to Stephen assure the incoming students that it would all be in good fun and he smiled a little. Yes, that was his intentions too but sometimes even the best of intentions got twisted along the way. Did Miles seek out trouble? Certainly not. Was he a saint? Nope, not that either.

"Pleasure to meet you, Ramzy," he said, thinking that name was rather unique and he liked it. Miles smiled to her before looking to Emma who mentioned some were going to the BBQ but she planned to stay there. He could understand why some wanted some solitude at times.

"Alright, if you haven't filled out your paper, do so sometime today and maybe tomorrow we'll read them off and get to know one another a little bit more. Until then, supper calls. Anyone else coming?" He'd walk with them if so and was curious if he'd see any other familiar faces at this BBQ that would kick off Summer Camp.

It was reassuring to know there didn't seem to be able real creeps or annoying people in his tent. Miles was pretty sure there was potential to get along with all of them - no matter how strong of a personality, excited, reclusive, or young they may be.

Astrid listened more or less to the people arriving, introducing themselves... She was filling in Miles' questionnaire when someone else entered the tent. The voice was familiar to her, so she turned around. Astrid refrained from being too disgusted because she was above it. But the fact that THIS boy from Ilvermorny was in the same tent as her annoyed her. This boy was the guy who had laughed when he saw Astrid and her classmates swimming to the shore. They were swimming because Ilvermorny's boat had overturned the Durmstrang boats, forcing most of the students to finish the crossing by swimming.
— One month with this little shit. That's great! So you're Louca. It's true that the last time we met you didn't really have the chance to introduce yourself. Since I'm going to have to put up with you for a month, my name is Astrid.
With a smile that everyone could see was forced, Astrid turned around and her smile fell. She handed the questionnaire to Miles before taking her things and moving to a corner of the tent. She who was counting on the first day to become friends with everyone... It was a failure. Astrid took out some decorations to decorate her little corner to make it clear that it was her home then went out to visit the camp.

Interacting: Miles Thatcher @Simon Kincaid, Louca Dufort @Emma Wynn Mentioning: Stephen Schwartz AngelFyre McCubbin @EmmaLee LeDames, Jamie Ziegler Gemina Sable @Lillian Ward, @Emma Bennett, @Bubba McGarry

Outfit 01/08/2022 10:12

As Bubba watched Lillian say hello to Ramzy he was happy to see that his encouraging her bad behavior when they met at Flourish and Blotts had paid off. He enjoyed a little snark (possessor of a liberal amount of his own) and was happy to see her showing it. He couldn't help but notice that Ramzy didn't look as enthused by it as he did. He'd have to keep an eye on her. He was of the firm belief that if you didn't have a sense of humor you really weren't worth knowing. Humor and sadness were the two lenses through which everyone could see, and sadness alone didn't work for him.

He heard Miles ask if anyone was coming with him to the barbeque with him and turned to address him, "Think I'm gonna head over on my own Miles, I'll see you there in a bit." He said, at that moment someone else spoke up that he could've sworn hadn't been there before. A girl that looked a little older than him with platinum blonde hair. He said a few words in a language he didn't understand but he thought might've sounded Scandanavian. She then switched to English and gave a very icy welcome and a smile that wouldn't have fooled the most gullible man in London.

Bubba watched her as she set some things up in her corner and started walking over to introduce himself when she turned and walked straight out of the tent. Suddenly realizing he was quite hungry himself (he hadn't eaten on the ferry over), he walked out as well, setting off towards the barbeque.

Things had taken a decidedly ugly turn in the tent, and Stephen had neither the time nor the patience for such drama. It had all started out looking like it was going to be an easygoing group of ten tmates, but maybe not necessarily. He was not going to jump in to make it worse, but honestly, he wasn't keen on getting caught up in the middle of a grudge war, either. Life was too fricking short. He was not versed in the Nordic languages, but it seemed very clear Astrid was upset at Louca, still, from the unfortunate capsizing event months ago. Whatever. He was hungry. It was time to eat.

He smiled at the girls and expressed his desire that they would all catch up sometime later and get to know each other better. He turned and gave a polite greeting to Ramzy, welcoming her to the tent. "Hey, cool name, Ramzy. I'm Stephen Schwartz, 2nd year from Ilvermorny. Sorry to cut it short, but I was heading out to the BBQ. You are very welcome to tag along, otherwise I will catch you later."

Then turning to look over his shoulder at Louca and Jamie, he called out to them as he was standing at the tent flap, "Yo, Louca! Jamie! You guys coming? There is food to eat, people to meet, and a stadium to explore. Let's do it!"

He turned his gaze out of the tent and was able to see Miles not too far away, followed by a clearly agitated Astrid who was making, long, fast strides on her way to the BBQ as well, maybe? Bubba was not far behind her. Man, those Durmstrang girls sure could hold a grudge. He smiled as he turned back, looking at Louca, idly wondering if they ran into Hailey Farin out in the main if they would get round 2 of more wrath from the Durmstrang Gang.

"I'll walk slowly, but I'm heading out. Catch up to me if you two want a third wheel."

Stephen has left the thread, headed to the BBQ.

@EmmaLee LeDames @Simon Kincaid as Miles Thatcher @Gemima Sable as Jamie Ziegler @Emma Bennett @Anastasia Varney as Astrid Olsen @Lillian Ward @Emma Wynn as Louca Dufort @Bubba McGarry @Ramzy Rossi

Mentions Hailey Farin (@Selena Arden)