The next morning wasn't announced by fanfare, but instead loud screams. All the girls at camp woke up with a start, running out to where the screams were coming from. Emma and her friends, coming all the way from York cabin, were behind the crowd, but made it just as counselor Garner and Caine rushed to open the door, without looking over head. Soon as the door opened, the string attached to the knob made the bucket of chocolate milk spill all over the outside counselors, who slipped and glided and crashed into the cabin.

There was silence from the cabin for a long minute while the crowd oohed and whispered outside, being silenced when Counselor Adam came out huffing and covered in honey and cream.

"Elena Martha Kyle! Please report to the sports counselor's cabin IMMEDIATELY!"

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Elena waited in the guest chair by the desk, impatiently drumming her fingers on the table. She was used to having wait long periods of time for her mother while she was at the gallery. For the daughter of an artist, Elena was very impatient. She was so bored out of her mind that she jumped when counselor Holmes sat down across from her.

"Miss Kyle, can you tell me why you're here?" The counselor asked calmly, though there was obvious anger behind her tone.

"I honest to God do not know!" she shrugged.

"Maybe I can remind you!?" Miss West came in wearing sweat pants and a towel on her head.

Elena was shook, finally understanding some of what was happening.

"Wait, hold on. you think I did whatever happened to you guys?" Elena's face wore shock and her hands added to her expression.

"Well, we found a necklace at the crime scene," Counselor Holmes said.

Elena rolled her eyes at the comment, but her hand immediately shot up to her neck.

"Missing something, Miss Kyle?" Miss West said in an almost sarcastic tone as she slid Elena's necklace across the table.

Elena was relieved at least they had found it. She'd lost it at night when they took that...

Grrrh! That spoiled princess. It had to have been her. She used their similarity against her! But no worries, Ella was going to get her back!

"And, Counselor Garner attested to crossing paths with you last night."

Wh...

Apparently, that was the most condemning evidence they had against her, and Elena's pleas fell on deaf ears.

"As you can imagine, this act cannot go unpunished. You, and your cabin mates, as obviously you couldn't have managed to stage a prank of this proportions by yourself, you and your calm mates will be in detention for the course of this week. That includes, sitting at the detention table for meals, and you will not be participating in the activities planned for this week."

"But this week is art week! Oh please, ban me for the entire camp I don't care, just not this week!" Elena was about to cry.

"I am sorry. But this is the purpose of detention. Your lesson is to loose something you want. "

Her tears finally flowed.

''You may return to your cabin now. Your friends will be informed of this decision as well."

Elena didn't need to be told twice. She bust out of the room and ran crying to her cabin. Her friends found out their fate as well and returned to the cabin storming.

"Not fair! We weren't even at fault!"

"How do you think I feel!" Ella cried.

"We're not supposed to just let this go are we, Ella? Your personal battle has expanded to us as well."

"Oh for sure! This means war! Because of her, I have to miss art week!"

The following week was as grey and vanilla as could possibly be. The detention lunch table came with its own boring menu. While barred from the planned activities of the week, they were given life draining alternatives. All three girls wrote letters home and made phone calls complaining about the unfairness of their punishments. Ella though, when she cried to her mother, kept her enemy anonymous, giving no hint that her archnemesis was her twin. And being as she was the daughter of Selina Kyle, her mother encouraged and inspired her to take revenge.

She got her chance on Sunday night when a fieldtrip was announced for the next morning. Of course everyone was excited, but none more than Miss America. Apparently, this kind of place was not available in her country, and it was a privilege for her to go.

Elena smirked cunningly as she found the perfect revenge. If Elena couldn't participate in art week, then Emma was going to miss this very important field trip. With dinner coming to an end, everyone began to retire to their cabins, and somewhere between the traffic, the girls came face to face.

"I know you set me up, Wayne." Elena growled through a smile.

Emma simply smiled and shrugged.

"You just wait for your just desserts!"

"Two scoops, no cherry! I'll be waiting in my cabin!" Emma proudly walked past and went off to her place.

Elena simmered in place as she watched her nemesis leave. Her friends came to stand next to her.

"What you thinking, El?"

"Oh nothing. I'm just gonna leave her dreaming about that wonderful trip that she's not going to go on!"
Sharon and Hallie high fived behind her.

Oh tomorrow's gonna be a real wet day for Miss America.

The next morning the entire camp ground was busy with girls chirping about their excitement to go on the field trip. It was such a big crowd, it was hard to tell who was where. And Elena planned to use this mess to her own benefit. Roll call began, and all the girls in the health to go, were on the buses the second their name was announced. Even an American and a Spanish. And the busses were off. As they left the camp ground, they went around the camp lake, where a big flat unidentified object was bobbing on the water.

Meanwhile, as the busses were half way off to their destination, Emma Wayne lazily woke up and twisted and turned on her cot. It was awfully cold today, and the air was wet. The chirping nature sounded real close. She felt tapping on her shoulder, and brushed it off as her friends.

"One more minute girls. We're not gonna be late for the s..."

She heard her own voice and snapped awake. And quickly caught the change in her environment. The tapping on her shoulder was a sparrow that flew off when Emma woke.

"Aaaaaah!" She screamed and flailed her arms, only a second after, she realized what she did wrong and she fell over the bed.

Oh she did not like this lake at all!

Emma swam ashore and pulled herself out soaking wet. She ran to her cabin and changed out of her wet clothes. Emma called around for her friends, but didn't get a response.

Then reality punched her in the face.

Oh that Spain girl has got to go! Enough is enough.

"Noo!" Emma screamed and slammed her cabin door close and fell on her bed, crying.

This soo means war!