Savanna found herself out of breath and kneeling with one ear bud hanging out of  her ear. "Damn that was a good a run." She though as her body ached from the pain of running. Though, it did make her feel utterly happy. She heard the councilorâ€™s voice from where she was. It was faint but she could just barely make it out.<br/><br/>"EVERYONE, LINE UP, THE HEADMASTER WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK TO YOU ALL!" That sentence alone made her feel funny. "Shitâ€¦shitâ€¦shit." She muttered as she felt herself straighten. Her feet begging to sprint back to camp in a very fast motion. She just barely made it to line in time. Her feet skidding to a stop very sloppily. Causing sand to spray all over the place. But luckily it didnâ€™t hit anyone. Once again she found her self out of breath. Completely and utterly wiped out from her  free for all run. She wiped a hand across her forehead, which was glistening from sweat.<br/><br/>"Yeahâ€¦yeah were all in line I think." She muttered turning her head to look around. It seemed that she was the only one that was stirred up in the line. Which fit her well.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/>Damian shuddered a little from the female that whispered in his neck. It sent thrills down him. But he shook the thrills away. Returning his attention to the female in front of him. Who had suddenly kneeled to the ground. Fumbling through a bag. In reaction he too kneeled down. Not really sure what she was up to, or even why she was kneeling. Curiosity was eating at him.  Like a dog who eats a bone whole.<br/><br/>He watched as she pulled out cards, arranging them in a particular order. Through the order he could see she was spelling a sentence that resembled "Kit. What is your name?" He laughed. Taking in a deep breath.<br/><br/>"My name fair lady kit  â€¦is  Damian cerantez." He winked at her.  "I take you canâ€™t talk, and thatâ€™s fine with me." He offered his hand to help her. Then another girl appeared her long wavy black hair, and sparkle green eyes almost knocked him off his feet.<br/><br/>"EVERYONE, LINE UP, THE HEADMASTER WOULD LIKE TO SPEAK TO YOU ALL!" Spoke what had to be their camp councilor. He watched as kit tried to pick up all the cards. He got on his hands ,and knees helping.<br/><br/>" come on now, hurry up" the black hair girl spoke. Trying to urge them to clean up all the cards as fast as they could. As well as helping her in the long run. At last they had all the cards picked up, and all three of them made their way to the line. Acting as if they had not just rushed to clean something up.<br/><br/>~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~<br/><br/><br/>Meanwhile Mark was flustered by how the councilor didnâ€™t even hound him. Just took the pot and shoved into his pocket. Then started to head back to the group.  Making the announcement that they all have to get in line. "Fuck the line." Thought mark. But then he saw that same girl in line. In an instant he found his feet were heading towards the line. If hell could freeze, about now would be the time. Finally, he was line. Though he was on the opposite line than that girl.