1⸙┆SAVING THE WEIRD GIRL

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CHAPTER ONE:SAVING THE WEIRD GIRL

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CHAPTER ONE:
SAVING THE WEIRD GIRL

CHAPTER ONE:SAVING THE WEIRD GIRL

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⠀⠀It was a normal day for the people in Camp Nightwing

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⠀⠀It was a normal day for the people in Camp Nightwing. Kids were playing, teenagers chattering and probably making out in secret places, and there was you doing some work for the upcoming Color War. You were giving some red and blue shirts for the kids and the other teens. The red shirts are for Sunnyvalers while the blue shirts are for Shadysiders.

⠀⠀You stopped your work when you spotted your little brother Edric chasing his friend around. "Hey, Ed! Stop running around or you'll trip!" You scolded as you approached the young boy.

⠀⠀Edric turned around to look at you before sighing when he had to stop chasing his friend. You grabbed your towel and crouched down to wipe Edric's sweaty forehead. "Dad's gonna kill me if you get sick or injured." You told your brother.

⠀⠀"Dad doesn't mind if you lost me or left me," Edric admitted as he tied his shoelaces with a frown. "He cares more about you anyway."

⠀⠀You frowned and lifted his chin so he would face you. "Don't think like that, okay? He loves and cares for us both. And I won't let anything bad happen to you." Edric smiled making you smile in return and ruffled his hair with your hand. "Now, come on. I'm gonna give you your red shirt."

⠀⠀As you helped your brother stand up, you heard a few Sunnyvalers whispering. You rolled your eyes until someone hugged you from behind. You turned your head to see your best friend smiling brightly at you. "Hello, (Y/n)."

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