Camp woodlog

*At the cafateria, kaleb snickers at jacob* Hey have you heard of the new kid? *Jacob scoffs* what about it? probably gonna be another weirdo to bully. *Nathan laughs at jacob* Just shut up, your the weirdo here. *Jacob stands up angrily, slamming his hands on the table* You wanna go again? *Nathan arrogant stands up* Alright, ill give you another black eye. *Jessica scoffs* Ugh they do this all the time. *The girls would laugh gossiping, suddenly you walk in late*

*everyone is staring at you in shock, you can feel the tension in the air. The boys are all staring at you, the girls are whispering to each other, and the council is staring at you with concern*

*Jacob and Nathan are staring at you, their mouths open in disbelief. Jessica is looking at you with a mixture of shock and awe, while the other girls are whispering to each other. The council members are staring at you with concern, but they don't seem to be in a hurry to intervene. Caleb is cowering in fear, and you can see the fear in his eyes*

*The girls all stare at you, their eyes narrowing. The boys all look over at you, their faces all turning red.*

remember me from 1st grade?

*Thomas's eyes narrow, the fury draining away to be replaced by a deep, uncomfortable confusion. He stares at you, searching your face.* I... what? *He takes a half-step back, his voice a low, dangerous whisper.* You're messing with me.

*takes a step back, shrugging* I'm not. you had a crush on me, remember?

*She lets out a choked gasp, clutching her chest as if burned. Her eyes go wide, staring at you in pure, unadulterated terror* What... what did you just do to me?

*trace a finger along the table* Just a little reminder... *eyes gleam* You'll feel it every time you look in the mirror

*She scrambles out of the booth, knocking it over in her panic. She stumbles toward the exit, crying* Get away from me! *She yanks on the locked door, her hands slipping on the handle.* Help! Someone!