James Valentine's bunk

James goes and sits on his bed and put his head between his arms. He tries not to think about his father, but sometimes it hard. like now, when hes alone, and feels alone. James closes his eyes and puts his head on his pillow. 'Just forget it.' He told himself. Of course it didn't work. James turned his head toward the wall to hide his face from anyone who might be watching.

James rolled over to look at the girl, looking miserable, but immediately changed his expression so she wouldn't know how pained he was at the moment. "Hello." He said with a fake smile. "How can i help you?"

James looked from girl to the other and smiled widely, to bad it was a fake smile again. "I'm fine. Why were you taking a nap inside the Aphrodite cabin? Either of you my sisters?" James asked. 'That would kinda suck.' James may not know a lot about this place, he knew he couldn't date any of his sisters.

James frowns for a mil-second and then smiles again. "I don't know what your talking about. and yes you did mention that." James cursed himself silently. 'Why did girls have to be so smart?' he thought to himself. 'Can't hide anything here, can i?' James looked at them both. "Why are you two in here anyway?"

"Well I'm James. Pleasure to meet u both." Grabs each of their hands and kisses it. James smiles again, A real smile this time. He turned to Julia. "I know you were here taking a nap but why were u taking a nap in here?" He asks looking around.

"Because of the soft pillows." Julia grinned. She took her hands and shoved them in the pockets of the dinosaur sweatshirt and watched James for a moment.

((Try to avoid tex talk, James. :]))

((Ah. my bad. I'm so used to typing u instead of you. ha kinda a habit.))

James examined Julia's sweatshirt for a moment. "I like your sweatshirt." James was kinda jealous of it. All he had was a couple t-shirts and some jeans. He was thinking about going to the camp store soon and buying a sweatshirt. "So how long have you been at camp?" He asked, while trying not to think about his father and his old home.

James smiled again. He was starting to forget about his father. 'For now.' He thought. "Yes it is actually. It suits you perfectly." James laid back down and put his arms behind his head.

James turned toward Scarlett. "Actually, yes. Minus all the girlie stuff everywhere, it feels right, like I'm suppose to be here." James looked at the ceiling. At least now he wasn't alone with his thoughts.

James faked a scared look. "Oh no! Not Chanel! What will I do?" James laughed. "Am I really suppose to be afraid of perfume?" James laughed again.

Jame's laugh turned to a small frown as he thought about suffocating. "That wouldn't be very pleasant. I like living. OK that's scary. I'll be careful." James smiled again.

James got a confused look on his face 'How was I liking camp so far?' He asked himself. James hadn't thought much about how his past few days have been. "I...I guess i like it here. I mean I don't like why I had to come here. Ive been thinking about my house and my father a lot since I came here." James frowned a little. "It's been fun, but i would rather be at my home."