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Just a while later, there were about a hundred and fifty girls in the dining hall. Both Andrea and Faith were headed towards two different lines in the buffet, both not noticing each other. Amongst the chatter in the dining hall, was what made many of the girls crack up. A boy, a single boy who was named Jamie had been mixed with the girls.
The boy, Jamie, was yelling into a phone, screaming, "Mom, mom! You sent me to the wrong camp. Mom! Can you even here me?"
Our girls Faith and Andrea had made it to the front of the lines and took a piece of bread from the same bowl. Out of courtesy, they turned their heads to smile at each other, but Mavis senior stepped in between them before they could even glance at each other.
Mavis senior had a pile of food in her plate already. "Sorry girls, I just have to get a scoop of these gorgeous strawberries," she said, giving herself a generous amount of strawberries, which indeed looked delicious. "Would you care for some?" Mavis asked Andrea.
Andrea shook her head. "Sorry, I'm allergic." Completely forgetting the other girl, she turned to go back to the Arapaho table.
Turning to Faith, Mavis asked, "And you dear?"
"I would love to," Faith said, "but I'm allergic."
Mavis nodded. "Yes, yes, allergic." Then, she looked to her left, then back at Faith. "You just told me, but how did you," She started pointing aimlessly. "Oh, you have to excuse me. I'm an old woman and it's the first day in camp. At least I'm not putting salt in the sugar shakes, or was it-"
Faith had rolled her eyes and left. Mavis senior looked around to find both girls gone. "Oh...now where did she go?"
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That night, Andrea entered the shower and turned on the water. Just as Andrea shut the curtains, Faith entered the shower room. She undressed and entered the shower right next to Andrea's. Neither girl could see each other over the partitions.
The funny thing, they had the same locket hanging around their necks.
As Andrea was about to wash her body, the bar of soap slipped through her thin fingers and slid over to Faiths's stall. Faith picked up the bar of soap and put her hand over the partition. "Here you go."
"Got it! Thanks," Andrea said, taking the soap.
When their fingers touched, they felt a jolt of electricity. No, it wasn't electricity, it was a current of some sort, which shook the two. They both stood still for a second. They glanced at their touching hands. Faith let go of the bar of soap and Andrea pulled the bar close to her chest.
Andrea sucked on her locket.
In the next stall, Faith was doing the same.
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During a fencing match the next day, one of our girls was fighting another camper. Both children were wearing white nylon jackets and helmets that covered their faces. One of the children gave a swift swipe which knocked out the other's sword and pinned the other against a wall.
"Alright!" Mavis junior exclaimed. "Touché!"
The children took off their helmets. One of them being Andrea, the other being the boy in the wrong camp, Jamie. Jamie chuckled and said, "Touché."
Andrea and Jamie shook hands. "Excellent!" Mavis junior said. She raised Andrea's arm and said, "Our victor and undefeated champ, Andrea Mikaelson!" There was a glint in Mavis's eye as she said, "Or are there any challengers?"
Faith, Crosby and Jackie were just close enough to hear the announcement. Genevieve said, "I'll take a whack at it," and put on a helmet.
"C'mon Andrea!" Nicole exclaimed as Zoey helped Andrea put on her helmet.
"Looks like we have a challenger!" Mavis said. When the two girls took their positions, Mavis said, "En garde!"
The two girls faced each other. Faith, now with her vest, saluted, and Andrea returned the same. Mavis blew her whistle, and the fight began.
The two girls took turns attacking each other. Andrea tried to attack, but Faith blocked it and lunged at Andrea. The fight went further than where they were supposed to be fighting. Faith fake yawned while leaning against a haystack. Andrea lunched, but Faith dodged.
They stopped for a second, then Andrea charged at Faith, who side-stepped. Andrea ran past Faith, and then she turned around to find Faith attacking her. Andrea stepped back, lost her balance and fell backwards into a water trough.
"Oh!" Faith exclaimed over the laughs from the other campers. "I'm sorry! Let me help you." She held out a hand.
Andrea took Faith's hand and said. "Oh, let me help you!" Andrea pulled Faith into the water trough, prompting even more laughs from the other campers.
The two girls climbed out angrily, pulling off their masks. Faith tossed her long, brown hair while Andrea shook her own short locks. "Well, we have a new champ, Miss Faith Parker," Mavis said. "Turn around girls."
Neither girl turned around, and neither of them noticed the whispers going around. "Girls!"
The two girls rolled their eyes and turned around with their hands extended. This was the first time they had ever looked at each other. The two of them froze. It looked like looking in a mirror. They looked exactly alike.
The two of them shook hands, feeling the same shot of electricity in the shower the previous night. The immediately detached their hands and put their hands in their pockets at the same time. "Why's everyone staring?" Andrea asked.
"Don't you see it?" Faith asked. "The resemblance? Between us?"
Andrea snorted. "Resemblance, you say? Let me see. Your ears, oh no!" Nicole and Zoey started laughing. "And your nose is crooked and...urgh! Your teeth are crooked." All of Andrea's friends burst out laughing. "Do you want to know the real difference between us?"
"Let me guess," Faith asked, her colour rising. "I have class and you don't?"
Andrea stepped closer and shook her head. "Why I oughtta-"
Mavis stepped between them. "Okay, there goes the lunch bell. Break it up, Faith, Andrea. I mean, Andrea, Faith. Oh...what now?"
The two girls were pulled away by their own friends. Each of their friends were bashing the other of our girls, but neither were listening, as the two of them were sneaking glances of each other. They had to admit, they looked exactly like each other.