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ben *he  he felt like facepalming himself as hard as he could, he was makeing himself look like an idiot infront of her- well below her, he sighed, he watched as a random squrrle race pass him and darted up a tree*

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Ryder softly rolled his eyes at what she did. He found that most girls who acted like that- were stuck up. But he would give her a chance, like always. "Call me Ryder." He said calmly. "And yea. I think people 20 feet away heard you sigh."

Gypsy bit her lip. Most conversations ended like this- the awkward silence and them just walking off. She would never see them again, or talk to them. But she didnt mind. She looked down at him from time to time. "So...."

Me either...Sometimes it does but...not alot.
Tessa:Quietly traced her name in the dirt with a stick. She then again traced it over with her finger for a smoother line. She picked a flower and layed it down by her name.

ben *he was kinda stunned she talked to him again* so how long have u been "here" *he referedto the camp site, he wasent really used to talking a girl this long*

Gypsy paused, recalling the past. It had to been two years. I mean, she just earned her wings. "Two years, give or take some.." She said softly. "Yourself?"

ben *he paued counting back*  3 yearsish, *he hoped up an sat on the lowest branch* do u miss ur old home *he asked carefuly not wanting to make ur upset*

Gypsy shrugged. "I didnt really have a home. We stayed in a place for a year then moved off.." A soft sigh was heard as she thought about her own father. Then she snapped out of it. "What about you, do you miss your home?"

Tessa:Wrapped her arms around herself as if she was cold. But really and truly she was frightened and scared. Scared of herself. Scared of being seen.

ben *he daggled his legs* i miss the farm, my sister. not my foster parents *he spoke his parents namelike it was poisionous* but otherwise no least here im still invisible to most people

Gypsy nodded slightly. Foster parents, hm. Thats different. She thought silently then looked around with a blank expression. "I know what you mean." Gypsy murrmered.

Elsie: She didn't know whether to be offended at the comment or what. She bit her lip. She decided to change the subject. "How long have you been here, Ryder?" She said.

Ethan: He shook her hand. "Nice to meet you. The name's Ethan," He said, smiling at her. He ran his fingers through his hair, most girls went crazy when he did that. Or at least that's what he thought.

Talene: She was a little surprised at how sincere he was. She smiled a little and tucked her black hair behind her ear. "Really, it's fine. I'm not the only one at the campsite who had their siblings killed."

Ryder scratched his chin. "Four years, yea that sounds about right" He said calmly. "You?"

Elsie: She shifted her position, sitting up a little straighter. She flutter her pretty pale pink wings. "Two and a half years." She leaned in to say something that she didn't want anyone else to hear. "While you've been at the campsite, have you had any encounters with Dark Angels?"

Ryder shrugged. "Once I think, but im not sure if it was here or not. Why Ms. Pink Wings" He said in a joking manner.