and this is how it starts

Tristan - sorry, Theo - wanted to get out of the god damn cabin he had stay in. He usually spent his time outside even though he wanted to avoid everyone and anyone. Though of course that wasn't possible and besides there were always a few good people...
The son of Ourania sat on a cabin bench, fiddling with the hem of his floral shirt. Don't just suppose he's gay because he's wearing a floral shirt. He's not. Even if his brown hair was always styled nicely, his clothes clean and his bunk all perfectly done.
Theodore looked around at the people worringly. He bit his lip and wondered if he looked like a murderer to anyone.

Theo saw a guy sitting down on a bench, just opposite him and wondered if he should introduce himself, you know, to look normal. Why should you trust him? He might recognize your face from the news... What if he gets you arrested? You can't trust him... Theo tried to ignore his voices in his head. He knew that 99% of the things you worry about don't happen though it was safer to just stay away... Maybe.
His eyes kept glancing at the guy.

Theo finally decided to just trust this stranger. He made his way over to him and sort of cleared his throat.
uhm, hi. I'm Tri- Theo." he started quite awkwardly. He stood there with his hands in his pockets and staring at the ground most of the time.

Theo took a seat down near Lenny.. Or Kenny, any name that ends with an "enny" really because most of this guys words were muffled.
"So, h-how long have you be-been at camp?" he said, starting with a casual question. Or at least he hoped he sounded casual.

Theo nodded. "oh,cool. I've been here since I was 12 so i-i think about 2 years..." he told him.