The air was cold and muggy. Everytime she took a breath it felt stiff and thick. The rain fell down around her making her midnight black hair sodden and lifeless. Her green eyes slowly becoming heavy with sleep. She sat wrists on knees looking out at the forest. She and her two friends, Peter Blankly, and Miana Nichelson had spent the last three days building and rebuilding camp. She stared out at the sky and watched the lightning flash over head. She smiled, revealing her pearl white teeth. She liked storms. She admired the beautiful scenery each flash of lightning painted across the sky, she loved how the wind tossled her hair. Then there was a slight tap on her shoulder. She turned around to come face to face with Peter. He beckond to the tent as Miana tired to stablelize it slightly. She gave one everlasting sigh of annoyment. She knew it was time to pack it in. She and her friends were students Olympus Acadamy. The acadamy was an adventering school. She had arrived only a few weeks before and already their professers and asigned them a task. They had to spend three days in isolation away from the other groups who were on the same task. They had to learn how to survive in the wild. Her name was Blair Williams. The three of them decided to pack up their equipment and start heading toward the Olympus grounds.
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When the three of them finally returned to the grounds they were soaked to the bone. Every inch of them was soaking wet. They were all tired and ready to sleep in an actual bed. Peter and Miana pushed on the heavy wooden doors that made a loud creaking sound as they opened. Blair led the way through a long hallway that had many different classrooms on either side. As they came closer to the Long Hall, the graham craker colored flooring became a red, velvet, carpet. As they entered the Long Hall there was a round of applause as they walked over and sat down just in time for food.
