"whoa hi," I said surprised at first, "and that sucks, but youll catch on soon"

Hides from Clarisse.

"Ya," I said to Meave heading to my bunk, "and umm...well theyre all being the new camper feelings so you can choose or have Kendall choose,"

"Girls, girls, and more girls, no offense I love girls... but seriously." I complain.

I laugh. "Told ya, all the guys dont last here long."

"Well with so much strong females in here I can see why." I say impressed with my sisters, "Well I don't think I'll be going anywhere anytime soon. So I guess you chicas are stuck with me."

"Well dont that just suck," I laugh falling onto my bunk

"Hello Zoe. I'm Dana, your new halfsister!" I say laughing. Then I relize the conversation has moved on while I was daydreaming. "woops... What are we talking about now?"

I laugh. "We were talking about you," I sid grinning

"what!?! Ok now that's the Ares in you I guess..." I say. "that's not really nice now is it! And I'm not annoying!!"

I laugh. "I like you, you crack me up,"

" Well thank you I guess...." I say. Then I turn to look at Ese and whisper "is that good or bad to have her like me?"

I laugh even more. "dont worry, if you stay on my good side then you have nothing to worry about."

"I don't know chica. I just got here 1 or 2 dias before you." I catch myself "Sorry espanol slipping out." I laugh.

I laugh. "did you come from like, Mexico or somthing?" I asked

"No, mi madre es Puerto Rican, she joined the U.S. Army then got stationed in Hawai'i, then she got stationed in Cali, then I ended up here."

"huh?" I asked staring blacnkly at him, "You lost me. All i got was no, us army in hawaii and then california then here."

I laugh, "Sorry, my mother is Puerto Rican I said, comprende?" I catch myself again. "Argh, I mean understand?"

"I think i got it now," I said trying to think everything over, "but i swear you will make my brain go even deader if you keep using those spanishy words"

"Ok I'm like lost in confusion.... And I don't think I I'm on you good side, Kristal..." I glance mischivously at my bag and try and hide some stuff

"Sorry chica, I'll try to keep it on a minimum, just force of habit, my mom mostly spoke espanol."

"Why?" I asked glancing at her bag where she looked, "and you better tell me now before i attack your bag," I said no longer laughing

"I'm staying out of this one, I know when to pick my battles."

I smile. "See, thats the way you stay on my good side! Now whats in the bag?"