Annabeth McKelvey

I didn't get carted off to camp. I went voluntarily. ANYTHING to get me out of that house. (RPBLOG)

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New Dawn, New Day

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“I like the paranormal ones. Those seem so real I can’t watch them alone!” She laughed, finishing up the sweeping before smiling. “Much better!”

“we’ll have to watch one together, then” he suggests. “I’m sure the counselors will let us use the rec room one night.” He looks around. “Oh man, it looks much better than before!”

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“See! no crazy Ax-murders.” She tsked playfully, tugging on a piece of his hair. “And that sounds like fun! Especially if we get popcorn.” She smiled, head tilted back to see him.

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New Dawn, New Day

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Annabeth giggled, reaching to pat his arm for a moment. “I love horror movies too, but I always have to watch something funny after before heading to bed.” She nodded, sweeping the dust out of the cabin. “And maybe, and for all we know, it’s protecting those that wander into the woods.”

“Horror movies aren’t that scary,” he says. “Anything can be funny if you just laugh at all the stupid reactions the actors give.” He hadn’t really watched many horror omvies himself, but it seemed like the most logical thing.

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"I like the paranormal ones. Those seem so real I can't watch them alone!" She laughed, finishing up the sweeping before smiling. "Much better!"

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Annabeth giggled softly. “I don’t think they’d have an isue with it, you just need to make sure.” She smiled, giving Fletcher a beaming grin and a thumbs up.

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He nodded, “it’ll be fun. You can meet Hudson and Jude.” He looked at her then added, “hey Huds, you’re gonna stay there still right?” He didn’t want his brothers to leave as soon as he started talking. “Of course not. We’ll be here all summer, promise.”

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“Good! I’m here to help him however I can, but I know he’ll feel much safer with you two still in town.” Annabeth smiled, moving to braid a section of her hair, curling the tresses around her fingers.

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Annabeth giggled. “I’m the dancer here. Though I like singing too, I don’t think I’m good at it” She shrugged. “And yup, you draw very well.” She ruffled his hair with a grin.

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“Hey, Fletch, maybe we can take you out to lunch? Celebrate your new talking discovery. You could bring Anna if you wanted,” he listened as Hudson suggested they do lunch and looked at Anna, “sure, if you wanted to. You have to ask the camp but sure.”

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Annabeth giggled softly. “I don’t think they’d have an isue with it, you just need to make sure.” She smiled, giving Fletcher a beaming grin and a thumbs up.

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Annabeth hummed, setting her bag down dear a chair in the clubhouse, moving to stretch. She tried to dance at least once a day, try and help keep any anxieties and frustrations away. It did help, though it was hard to remember. She was constantly running around the camp, exploring, but now it was just her and her pointe shoes. 

She smiled, putting her hair into a messy ponytail and adjusting her dance shorts and tugging lightly at her loose knit cover up, not caring that one shoulder fell as she sat to pull on her shoes.

Putting her music on, she began lightly, bending forward into a stretch, one leg lifting into the air behind her as she lowered her torso. She smiled, falling into the relaxing motions. She didn’t even hear the door open, she was so lost in her movements.

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Annabeth let out a bright giggle. “He hasn’t kissed me, but I’d like to think I fit that score.” She teased, patting Fletcher’s hand. “And Jude is the graceful one? Awww, but Hudson sounds like he’d make a wonderful dancer.”

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Jude let out a loud laugh, “Hudson, a dancer? Guy’s got two left feet.” He heard Hudson smack Jude and shook his head, “Sadie, my sister, she’s the dancer. Hudson’s a boxer, sorta, Jude’s kind of a geek about like science, Asher’s the singer and I guess I draw.” He shrugged as he basically named his family stereotypes. “Bud, have you gotten in touch with mum and dad yet? I don’t want to out your talking if you haven’t yet.” He shook his head, “not yet.”

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Annabeth giggled. “I’m the dancer here. Though I like singing too, I don’t think I’m good at it” She shrugged. “And yup, you draw very well.” She ruffled his hair with a grin.

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Annabeth giggled softly at the story, frowning and grabbing Fletcher’s hand as Hudson started to talk about the assaulters. She gave him a small smile. “You’ll be ok.” She whispered. “I’m here to help in any way I can.”

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Hudson must have sensed Fletcher was upset, “hey, don’t you think for one second we’d ever let any of them hurt you again. Fletch, we’ve got your back.” There was a door slam in the background and a short discussion between the brothers before Jude shouted a greeting towards Fletcher and asked if he’d kissed any smoking hot teenage misfits yet. He rolled his eyes, “not yet.” The clatter in the background of Jude dropping something as he was shocked by Fletcher’s voice echoing through the phone made him chuckle. “Jude’s the graceful one,” he said towards Anna. 

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Annabeth let out a bright giggle. “He hasn’t kissed me, but I’d like to think I fit that score.” She teased, patting Fletcher’s hand. “And Jude is the graceful one? Awww, but Hudson sounds like he’d make a wonderful dancer.”

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Annabeth giggled brightly, resting her shoulder on Fletcher’s shoulder. “He surprised me at lunch. Best surprise I’ve had in a while.” She nodded, holding the phone up between them.

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“Fletch is full of surprises. Hey remember the time you wanted to bake a cake like a rainbow cake and just ended up making a bowl of cake crumble mixed with frosting?” He chuckled and nodded, he remember. He also remembered Jude dumping said bowl on Asher’s head and Asher about had a fit. “Hey, mum told me to tell you, and I know it’s not your favorite topic buddy, but they convicted the three of the boys with felony assault. They’re going away for 8 very long years.” He nodded slowly, “what about Tyler?” He sighed, “we haven’t heard back from his trial. They’re charging him with attempted murder, intent to murder, and assault with a deadly weapon, if they convict he’ll be gone for a very long time.” He nodded, “okay.”

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Annabeth giggled softly at the story, frowning and grabbing Fletcher’s hand as Hudson started to talk about the assaulters. She gave him a small smile. “You’ll be ok.” She whispered. “I’m here to help in any way I can.”

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Annabeth nodded, curling up on her bed and patting it for Fletcher to join her. “Hi Hudson, this is Annabeth, Fletcher’s friend? He wanted to call.” She smiled over at him.

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You could hear Hudson smiling as Fletcher sat on the bed listening to him. “Hey buddy, how’s camp going? Making friends? Besides Annabeth?” He rolled his eyes listening to him. He took a deep breath and uttered a soft “hey, Huds.” There was a thud in the background like he’d dropped something, a scuffle, and then Hudson’s voice again, “hey Fletch. Hey buddy, it’s so good to hear your voice.”

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Annabeth giggled brightly, resting her shoulder on Fletcher’s shoulder. “He surprised me at lunch. Best surprise I’ve had in a while.” She nodded, holding the phone up between them.

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Annabeth smiled, opening her cabin door. “Have a cell number for your brother of choice?” She smiled.

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He nodded and dialed the number quickly to Hudson’s phone. “It’s Hudson’s, he’s more likely to answer than Jude honestly.” He pressed call and waited until Hudson’s voice entered the room, “Hello?”

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Annabeth nodded, curling up on her bed and patting it for Fletcher to join her. “Hi Hudson, this is Annabeth, Fletcher’s friend? He wanted to call.” She smiled over at him.

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Annabeth nodded, standing and holding up her phone. “Come on, we’ll go to my cabin so it’s quiet.” She smiled softly. “Are you going to talk to them? Or do you want me to translate again?”

He picked his plate up to dump and shrugged, “dunno.” He grabbed an extra apple and water before following after Anna towards her cabin. 

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Annabeth smiled, opening her cabin door. "Have a cell number for your brother of choice?" She smiled.

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Annabeth smiled softly. “your voice fits YOU.” She ruffled his hair. “It suits you. Very much so. And you know I tend to ramble.” She gave him a toothy grin, spinning her fork on her plate.

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He shrugged lightly. He just couldn’t explain it right how he just didn’t know how to go back to being talkative and outgoing. Like his spirit didn’t have it to continue being him. “Will you call my brothers for me? I want to see how they’re doing.”

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Annabeth nodded, standing and holding up her phone. “Come on, we’ll go to my cabin so it’s quiet.” She smiled softly. “Are you going to talk to them? Or do you want me to translate again?”

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Annabeth beamed, ruffling his hair again. “You’re very welcome. It’s wonderful on sore throats and helps them stretch like thye should. Especially good for those with lost voices for various reasons.”

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He smiled as he sipped his tea. “Wanna know what’s funny? I used to talk all the time like you couldn’t shut me up. Now I just don’t really know where my voice fits.”

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Annabeth smiled softly. “your voice fits YOU.” She ruffled his hair. “It suits you. Very much so. And you know I tend to ramble.” She gave him a toothy grin, spinning her fork on her plate.

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Annabeth smiled. “One moment.” She murmured before slipping away, coming back a couple minutes later with a warm drink. “There.” She smiled. “Warm tea with a bit of honey and lemon. It helps soothe the throat and warms the vocal chords.”

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He shrugged and continued his meal looking up when she came back. He took the drink and sipped it slowly. “Mmm, it tastes good,” he commented softly. “Reminds me of the tea mum makes when I’m poorly. Thanks.”

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Annabeth beamed, ruffling his hair again. “You’re very welcome. It’s wonderful on sore throats and helps them stretch like thye should. Especially good for those with lost voices for various reasons.”

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“I know something that could help your throat.” She offered softly. “And mums is a shorter word for  Chrysanthemum.” She smiled. “It’s a pretty flower that looks almost ruffled.”

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He looked at her curiously as he rubbed his throat, “what?” He made a mental note to go and see what a mum was and maybe draw some for his mum. He bet she would like them. 

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Annabeth smiled. “One moment.” She murmured before slipping away, coming back a couple minutes later with a warm drink. “There.” She smiled. “Warm tea with a bit of honey and lemon. It helps soothe the throat and warms the vocal chords.”

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“I’m so happy for you!” She smiled. “And just think of how proud your brothers would be of you. I know I’m proud.” She nodded before grinning. “I planted daisys and tulips. I’m thinking about doing some mums.”

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He nodded, they would be quite happy. He supposed his parents would too. Mums? He’d never heard about those, “what’s…” he coughed roughly and took a drink of water, “what’s a mums?”

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“I know something that could help your throat.” She offered softly. “And mums is a shorter word for  Chrysanthemum.” She smiled. “It’s a pretty flower that looks almost ruffled.”

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“Because you aren’t used to it anymore?” She asked softly. “It’s OK, with practice it’ll ease back to where it was before. ” annabeth smiled

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He nodded as he looked at her feels weird too. Like it’s not really my voice. What kinds of flowers did you plant anyway?

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“I’m so happy for you!” She smiled. “And just think of how proud your brothers would be of you. I know I’m proud.” She nodded before grinning. “I planted daisys and tulips. I’m thinking about doing some mums.”