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I don't own Legacies characters and The Parent Trap storyline, but I do own the characters Faith and Andrea.
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Three buses rolled up in a camp, under a huge sign with the words 'Camp Walden For Girls' painted on it. There were girls screaming outside of the buses, welcoming the girls with open arms.
To say there were many girls would be an understatement; there was a whole horde of girls in the camp. It seemed as if all parents had the same thought for their children. There were many voices speaking at once, all ranging from introductions to frantic cries of, "I don't have a bar on my phone! How will I survive?"
The teenage counselors were running around trying to stop the pandemonium going on in the area, to no avail.
"Good morning, ladies!" An old lady of about sixty yelled into her megaphone, capturing the attention of a few of the girls. "Welcome to Camp Walden. I'm Mavis, your camp director, and this is my daughter Mavis junior. Find your duffels quickly ladies! We've got a whole day ahead of us. Come on! Mavis, bunk assignments please."
Mavis junior started to yell names and bunks into her megaphone, and there were squeals of delight and groans going all around them.
Now, this is just the beginning of our story. Let's focus on one of our girls.
A young girl at the age of twelve popped out from behind a stack of duffels. She was wearing a pair of sunglasses over her eyes. "Okay, found my duffel!" She reached her hands out to take the deep blue duffel, not before many more duffels were thrown on top of it.
She sighed and put her sunglasses on her head. This girl in question is named Andrea Elizabeth Mikaelson . "Now the question is, how do I get it out?"
Behind her sunglasses were beautiful blue eyes. Her hair was Brown and at shoulder length, and her ears were pierced. Andrea looked like any normal teen girl you would meet on the street, and wasn't distinguishable from many of the girls.
She rummaged through the pile and felt the strap of her bag. To herself, she murmured, "Okay, I can get this out." She pulled with all her might on the strap and her face fell and turned red. Giving the pile a sarcastic smile, she said, "No I can't. No thanks to you."
"You must be new," a girl said, appearing behind Andrea. She was wearing large glasses.
Andrea looked at the speaker and smiled at girl with glasses. "Yeah. How'd you figure that out?"
"You didn't know how to take out your bag before the gorillas dumped more on it," Glasses girl replied simply. "You need help?"
Andrea nodded gratefully. "Yes, thank you. It's the dark blue one, right there," she said, pointing to her duffel. "I'm Andrea by the way, Andrea Mikaelson."
Glasses girl smiled. "I'm Zoey Stewart," she said. "Nice sunglasses."
Andrea smiled at Zoey. "Thanks. It was a going away gift from my dad."
Andrea and Zoey pulled on the strap of Andrea's bag, not before more bus drivers, or 'the gorillas' dumped even more duffels on top. Andrea shot the bus drivers a dirty look.
A girl came up to the pile and pulled out a duffel and started to walk away. She was wearing a bright tie-dye shirt and a bandana.
"That's my kind of girl," Andrea sighed.
Zoey cupped her mouth and yelled, "Yo tie-dye girl!"
The tie-dye girl turned around and glanced at the two girls.
Andrea pointed at her own blue duffel. "It's that one right there."
Tie-dye girl pulled it out in one swift move and handed the duffel to Andrea. The dark blue duffel had many superhero symbols on them. "You a fan of the comics?" Tie-Dye girl asked.
Andrea nodded. "Yeah! I love them. I even own Sensational Comics #1 CGC 9.6 and Supergirl Comics Tryout Action Comics #60: Lois Lane, Superwoman. Oh, and I forgot! Action Comics #252: Introducing Supergirl."
"Man, I'm getting lost," Zoey exclaimed, not a fan of comics herself.
Tie-dye girl's eyes widened. "Oh, my, gosh! You know how rare those are?"
Andrea nodded excitedly. "Yeah! My mom owned them, and they were owned by her mom, and maybe even her mom! I'm Andrea, and this is Zoey," she said, pointing to Zoey, who gave a wave.
"I'm Nicole," Tie-dye girl said. She glanced at the name tag on Andrea's duffel. "You're from California!?"
"Are you from Hollywood?" Zoey asked. "Do you live next door to a celebrity?"
"A movie star?" Nicole asked excitedly.
Andrea gave out one of her sweet, high laughs. Her eyebrows scrunched together in amusement. "No!" She exclaimed. "Who are you? Lucy and Ethel?" She shook her head. "I live in Napa. It's in northern California, on the other side of the state. I live next door to a vineyard."
"A what-yard?" Zoey asked. Nicole was also extremely confused.
"A vineyard," Andrea answered, unaffected by the questions. "It's a place where people grow grapes to make wine. My mom owns it." Andrea looked around the camp and saw many people retreating to bunks. "What bunk are you in anyways?"
"Arapaho," both Zoey and Nicole said at the same time.
"Mikaelson, Andrea Elizabeth?" Mavis junior yelled into her magephone.
Andrea jumped on top of the duffels. "Right here!"
"Arapaho, bunk eleven!" Mavis yelled.
"Yes!" Andrea jumped down and high-fived Nicole and Zoey.
The three friends started to walk towards the Arapaho bunk. "Elizabeth is your middle name?" Nicole asked, evidently disliking the proper middle name.
Andrea shrugged. "I don't know why that was my middle name." As the three of them were walking, Andrea asked, "So do either of you play poker?"
Both girls shook their heads. "Do you?"
Andrea nodded. "Yeah. Well, how much cash did you bring with you?"
Before either girl could reply, a car honked, making all three girls jump. "Geez!" Andrea yelled at the car. "I wonder who could be in there?"
"It's a limo," Zoey said, pointing out the obvious as they were walking closer to the Arapaho bunk.
"It's probably the queen of England," Nicole joked. In a very bad accent, she said, "I like tea and crumpets!"
Andrea snorted. "I'm the queen of England!"
"Dude," Zoey said, "you actually sounded really British."
Andrea's face scrunched up, with a small smile evident on her face. "Did I?"
The three girls laughed and entered their new home for he next eight weeks.