Light Speed Can't Last For Long

James Lopez Martinez. 18. Southbank Scholarship. Future Whatever. Chocolate Chip Waffle.

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durandeleanor:

Eleanor sat at the breakfast table by herself; Ocean and her fellows Bees had already taken off for their chosen activities by studying the list in her hands as she nibbled on a dry bit of toast, trying to decide what would be the easiest for her to do, glancing over when James started speaking. “I’m thinking arts and crafts.” She said with a shrug as she took another small bite. “It seems pretty fun.” She explained, though she was only doing it because it was the easiest. 

James took another bite of his apple, still wondering where Aaliyah or Micah were this morning. Ever since they’d been separated into groups of people James didn’t quite know, he’d been forced to say hi to more and more people. This, interacting with people on a completely different level than him, was becoming easier. “Hmm, that seems pretty doable. Anything in mind you’d want to build?” 

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traviiswlker:

travis glanced over at the male, having to look familiar after talking with micah about this guy he likes. he gives him a smile and nods his head a little. he chuckles and laughs a little, “i can’t remember, it’s been awhile since i watched friends. all i know about ross was that he was obsessed with fossils and the study of them.” he shakes his head and take the binoculars from him to look for any birds that come their way. 

James didn’t really know Travis to be nice, or kind, or anyone who would ever talk to him. But being Micah’s best friend--and maybe something more--perhaps made Travis change his approach. Or that’s what he thinks as he watched the other smile at him. “Really? I thought everyone watched Friends here.” He raised an eyebrow, genuinely confused. “Okay I know that’s not true.” He clarified as he shook his head, chuckling at himself. 

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fck-starwild:

Star sat the table eating her food waiting for her friends or someone she knew to show up she hadn’t decided on any activity yet and needed ideas,Hearing the boys voice she looked over raising an eyebrow to him “Wherever you’re going handsome”She winked smiling.Only maybe partly joking

James grinned at her wink, laughing it off as a joke as he looked down at his apple. “I’m flattered.” He took a bite of his apple. “I was thinking maybe arts and crafts, or cooking.” He shrugged. “Wanna join me? I’m getting the vibe from the counselors we should buddy up.”

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On a routine daily walk through the woods Ranger David noticed the “KEEP OUT, FALLING ROCKS” sign that was usually standing outside a small cave had fallen over. As he was fixing it he heard at least two male voices from inside and decided to investigate, worried about somebody getting hurt or lost. He finds the two of you (Dylan and James) inside and decides not to question why you were in there, instead just advises you head back to the trail as to not get crushed by any falling rocks in the cave. Pretty much all the caves are unstable, or have animals you don’t want to disturb inside, or both. He advises you stay away from them in the future. He offers you both a sheet on different animal tracks that he’s not sure if you already got, and leads you back to the nearest trail.

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clarke-cooper:

“Hiking” Clarke said a little absently as his eyes remained on the activities list for a moment or two as he weighed up his final decision. Resolved, he looked up from the page and to James with a nod of his head and a small smile, “I’m gonna go hiking again. I actually kind of like it when other kids aren’t complaining the whole time or slowing everybody else down,” he was thought of Tilly in particular as he spoke. “What about you? Any exciting plans for the day?”

James took another bite of his apple as he listened to the other muse about the activity he wanted. He didn’t know much about Clarke--but was the point of this trip not to get to know his peers? He knew he couldn’t keep going to school only sitting at lunch with one friend. “Hmm, I was thinking about Volleyball or building that raft. But I wonder if you’d like company on that hiking expedition?” He asked with a shrug. “I promise I won’t complain a single bit.” 

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chlxedxwns:

“North Carolina, right by the beach. We get 2 inches of snow down there and get a week off of school.” Chloe said and laughed. “Where are you from?”

“Damn that’s the coastal life for sure.” He chuckled. “I’m from Puerto Rico--it rains for more than two hours and we’re already cancelling everything. I got sent home from school once because it started thundering.”

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remyjvstice:

cooking with james gave the two of them the chance to really get to know each other. with knowing micah and james liking micah or something like that, remy wants to get to know him better and hopefully create a great friendship between them. while looking down at the cookbook, remy thought about what they could cook, “hmm good question, i could honestly eat anything right now.” she chuckles and flips the pages trying to find a good one to make. “oooh cake is fun to make.  let’s do that.” remy flips through the pages again and stops at a cake recipe that they could make and hopefully it’ll taste good int he end. 

James smiled when Remy agreed to making a cake--knowing the other to be easy going and fun. All he knows about her is what he’s learned from Micah, but he’s determined to leave this camp her friend. He let her choose the recipe before nodding. “Alright.” He grinned as he started reaching for the ingredients they would need. “Favorite frosting flavor?”

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okjaybird:

jaime just snickered lightly, nodding his head. “you definitely measured i wrong,” the told the boy with a grin, “you might have to start all over again. adding more salt to the mixture will just.. make it more salty.”

“I’m sorry.” He whined jokingly and dramatically as he sighed at himself, looking down at the bowl. “Will you hate me if I do?” He raised an eyebrow before scoffing. “You already do, we could add you to this mix to make it more salty.” He teased. 

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ohhanncs:

small backpack was hanging from the brunette’s shoulder, hands gripped a paperback book in her hands and her eyes were moving between two water based activities when she heard someone next to her speak. “ i’m debating between two, ” she said, small sigh accompanying her words as though she had a life changing decision to make. “ either i paddle board out to the middle of the lake to read and potentially easily lose my balance and fall in. or i prolong my reading for an hour or two building a raft to take out to the middle of the lake and read, takes longer, but it will be harder to lose my balance and fall in. though if i make it wrong, it could all fall apart. ” she explained.

James chuckled as he observed Hanna decide between these activities, amused at how she weighed the pros and cons of each. “If you really want the most reading time, I can help you build that raft.” He shrugged as he offered, taking another bite of his apple. “Two heads are better than one, maybe it won’t fall apart--what are you reading anyways?”

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dylanoverseas:

He let out a smirk as he nodded, “You’re not going to lead, are you?” He gave the other a look as he walked right past him. “Not sure you can handle it, so let me for now.” he smirked rather deviously as he shined his light into the cave and entered slowly. “It sure is dark in here.”

James raised an eyebrow at the other as he watched him walk past him. “I spent three months in almost end-times conditions in a post-hurricane Puerto Rico up in the mountains--I can handle a cave.” He huffed, knowing the other wouldn’t be able to understand or picture what he meant by any of that. Nonetheless he followed him, shining his light in the cave as well. “Sure is, white boy.” He teased. 

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dylanoverseas:

He continued to follow the trail, hoping they were now going the right way. For a few minutes they went deeper into the woods and he seemed to have lost the actual tracks. But he wasn’t about to give up, not without a fight. He kept going until he found some animal poop and hoped it was from a deer. “This way,” He hoped. Eventually he found a cave of some sort. It was very dark and he could barely see inside it. “You think they’d be hiding out in there?” He looked over to the other. 

James simply followed the other as he seemingly knew the terrain more than he did--and maybe he did. This environment was not like the terrain he knew and understood. This was... foreign to him. So he was grateful to have the other to help him navigate as well as grateful there were only the same kinds of trees here. “Perhaps.” He shrugged softly as he just walked forward and peeked his head in the cave, reaching for his flashlight. “Only one way to find out.”

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dawsonsabby:

She nodded, “Sure! Something like that.” She got ready and was in position against the wall. “Hey!” She called over to him. “Wanna race?” She grinned over to him, wondering if he’d be up for the challenge.

James grinned at Abby as he heard her challenge, nodding. “You ready to lose? I kinda got an upper hand here...” He chuckled, standing on his tip toes to accentuate his height. “I’m down, though.”

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dylanoverseas:

“Losing anything you care about can be awful.” He nodded, feeling like he lost a part of himself when he was forced to move here, alone, and live with his uncle instead of being with his dad. “More experience is always good.” He smirked and bit his bottom lip. “If only we had the right equipment out here. We’d be able to start so much sooner.” He grinned and turned to look around again. “I think we’re meant to go this way.. c’mon.” He motioned and started going deeper out.

“Yeah tell me about it.” He sighed at his comment, knowing now that the other had his fair share of loss as well. He was grateful he left it there, though, instead making James chuckle at his comments. He had a feeling he knew where this was going, but he wasn’t sure. He knew this kid from youtube, not in person. “Alright, you lead the way--you’re the boss.” 

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dylanoverseas:

“I don’t really know what that’s like.” He shrugged. “I barely had a hometown, let along stable home.” He shrugged, not really seeming to be bothered by it. That was just how the life of a Navy Brat was. And he lived being a Navy Brat, for the most part. “I love making movies the most, myself. It’s just really hard to pull off with a party of one.” He shrugged. “I thought the life of a Navy brat would be more interesting to show people first. Then I added my sketches and whatnot.” He explained, “Maybe we can help each other out sometime?” Again, phrasing. But James knew what he meant.

“Ah it has it’s perks--but then when you lose it it’s awful as hell.” He shrugs at the other, not really putting any thought to his previous words. “But I hope being here has brought more stability to your life at least.” He nodded, listening to him. “Well if you ever need any help, I need more experience with filming others. I also got that twitter fame to plug.” He chuckled. “So of course we could help each other out.” He said, putting emphasis on those last words. 

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dylanoverseas:

Colder than Hades? That was a new phrase for him. “I used to travel so much, it’s been weird being just stuck here for the past two years.” he sighed and went on to follow the tracks. “Wait, you do?” he stopped and turned back to him. “You never mentioned that.” he crossed his arms. “Oh please.” he chuckled and turned to start walking again. “You’re a little too hot to be this modest, aren’t you?” He asked, while examining the ground. 

“I’ve been here for a year and it’s been weird getting used to somewhere else instead of the place I’ve been in forever.” He chuckled at him. “And yeah most people at school follow you, I’m just a silent stan.” He nodded before stopping, grinning at the other’s comment.” I appreciate the compliment.” He nodded at him. “I’m just more about the cinematography than the vlogging aspect. We can’t all look as good as you doing it.” He teased back. “I’m more of a videographer.”

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dylanoverseas:

“Oh really?” He raised a brow. “Sounds like it could be my kind of place.” He smiled and started to follow the tracks slowly in the direction he thought they were going. “You have a channel, too?” he asked, glancing back to him. “I didn’t know that. You must send me a link when we’re back to civilization. I’d love to check you out.” Yes, he knew what he said, and he wasn’t correcting himself.

“I’d give it another six months before going there, though. Maybe for Christmas and it’s colder than hades up here.” He chuckled as he walked with him, thinking about his videos and the fun times back home when he and his friends would film together. “Oh, yeah I do--and I actually follow you.” He chuckled as he admitted this. He raised an eyebrow at him at his choice of words. “I’d like that.” He shrugged. “I’m not as interesting as you, though.”

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dawsonsabby:

She started putting the equipment on as well. She was excited to try this for real. “Definitely not.” She shook her head, agreeing with his statement. She put the helmet on and then gloves to safely grip the rocks. “This is awesome, honestly. I’ve spent so much time cooped up, playing video games, only ever getting out to train or play Volleyball..” She shook her head and smiled. “I needed this.”

He listened to her as he finished putting on the safety equipment, taking in her words. “I guess this trip is like a spiritual retreat for you, eh?” He teased.