Omigosh, I am SO glad I didn't arrive at camp a couple days earlier for the food challenge. I have a very weak stomach, and I would have immediately vomited. Unlike Owen, his stomach of steel. But seriously, I come to camp and the females are bickering over the stupidest shit which i dont even know what is. Ever since I arrived, it's been hell. Thankfully, I've met four people who are actually nice to me (Duncan, Gwen, Leshawna, Trent, and Lindsay), needless to say they're on the opposing team.

Well, I got nothing really else much to write in this diary.

~You can't prove anything,
Brittanya Annabelle Williams

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That morning, I woke up and screamed. There was a big gaping hole in the ceiling, and black gooey fluid was dripping into the cabin. "DAMNIT, DUNCAN!!!!" I screamed. "WHAT THE HELL?!?!?!?!?!?"

Duncan walked into the cabin, in his boxers, laughing his head off. "Oh, I can't beleive you fell for that!"

I got up and pushed him to the ground. He shook his head and gasped. "Damn, for a small town girl you sure are strong."

"You got that right, juvy boy." I walked out, still in my pj's. (I'm friends with Miley Cyrus, and I got a signed pair of pj's from her, the ones she was wearing on the episode of Hannah Montana when Miley wakes up screaming because of her previous Jackson+Lilly dream). Once the door closed behind me, my wrist became warm from the excessive heat coming from the cat's eye jewel on my bracelet. I ran to the communal bathroom, and almost didn't make it. The door wasn't even half closed when my gem exploded, sending me flying onto the ground. Debris covered my hair and I looked at my wrist. "What the..." That has never happened before, and if it ever did, it'd mean there was another magic source around me that I didn't know about. I heard the door open and I hid my hand behind my back.

Caitlyn walked in in a blue silk nightgown. "Mornin', Miley." she said, glancing quickly at my pj's. She grabbed her toothbrush to brush her teeth.

"Mornin', Izzy." I shot back, smirking.

"She put her hands on her hips and glared at me. "Don't call me that!"

I sighed. "Fine."

She looked at me then bursted out laughing, toothpaste all over her lips. I joined her laughter and she tried to wipe the toothpaste off her mouth but ended up laughing so hard she was drooling.

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After the challenge that day, I nervously walked carefully to the dock. Again, with my bond with Jess and Sarah and H20, I can grow scales on my ankles and the backs of my hands when wet. My feet can become conjoined and form a fin, and my legs form together with a layer of scales to resemble a tail, but usually no real mermaid features take part, like a tail.

I sat on the edge of the dock and took my shoes off. I skimmed the toop of the water with my feet and saw the scales start to form. I looked back and saw Duncan playing frisbee on the beach with Geoff and Gwen. Duncan's head turned towards me, and I jumped into the water to swim under the dock. Hmm...strange, I thought. Scales formed on my arms and legs, but my legs didn't form together as usual.

Normally, if that happens, another magic source is counteracting my fluent magic. But who, I thought. Who else here has magic?

I heard feet running on the dock above me and I peeked through a crack in the wood. Duncan was taking his shirt and pants off to go swimming, then I remembered that ever since this morning, he hasn't worn shoes, because I filled them with the black tar that Duncan dumped into my cabin. I heard a big splash and swam underwater. I figured that if I stayed under, he coulnd't find me. My stone glowed bright gold in the cool water, and I felt a hand grip firmly around my wrist, pulling me up.

Once I resurfaced, I stared at Duncan.

"Hey, fancy meeting you here." He slicked back his hair.

"Uh, I....what are you doing here?"

"Coming in for a little dip. Hey, I wanna know something."

I sighed. "Look, whatever Douglas broke, you shoulda gotten the extended warranty." I started to swim away.

"No-wait," he gripped my arm to pull me back. "Who the hell is Douglas? Nah, nevermind. What I wanted to know is, would your sister be mad?"

"Mad? About what?"

"I've had 13 girlfriends before." he gripped onto the dock and pulled himself up, then helped me up.

"How many do you have now?" I rung out my long curly brown hair.

"One. Or at least so far." He winked at me, then crawled closer to me.

"What do you want?"

"Kiss me." he leaned over me so far that I was lying on the dock.

"No! You're dating my sister."

"Like I said, I've put up with 13 girlfriends before. Two can't hurt." he got up off me.

I got up. "Duncan, I like you as a friend. As a brother." I blushed, and he could tell I liked him like, like-like. "You can understand that, right?"

"Of course." He smiled, and I saw he felt the same way.

I smiled back then we just stared at each other. It was very romantic, and I felt locked in his stare. Some would say I've fallen into his trap, becuase I then crawled into his lap. He blushed, then did I, and I looked up into his eyes. Those beautiful baby blue eyes, where you just want to run and never look back.

I got awfully close to him so that our noses touched. I felt his breath on mine, and I leaned in and pressed my body against his and I kissed him. Our lips touched for about a second when Chris blared a foghorn over the intercom. "ALL CAMPERS REPORT TO THE BONFIRE TO CAST THE ELIMINATION BALLOTS IMMEDIATELY."

Duncan and I looked at each other, and he helped me up. We grabbed our clothes and went back to the cabins to change into dry outfits.

WHAT WILL THE NEXT PART BRING? WHO ELSE AT CAMP HAS MAGIC? WHY IS DUNCAN SUDDENLY ATTRACTED TO BRITTANYA? FIND OUT IN PART 2 WITH MORE MAGIC, BOY DRAMA, AND A LITTLE FORESHADOWING HINT: SOMETHING GOES OFF FOR RIKKI WHEN SHE BLOWS HER TOP A LITTLE TOO FAR OVER THE EDGE. SEE YOU IN PART 2!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!