**Hasher. Non-paralyzed Asher AU. I'll revise later :) No warnings. Allons-y.**

     Hammie breathed a sigh of relief when she finally got out of the car. The summer sun was beating down on the campus and the breeze was perfect. The weather just added to her excitement. Well, it's Hammie we're talking about here. She's passionate about everything she does. Her luggage was hauled down the grassy hill, towards her cabin. Smack-dab in the middle of the camp, directly across from the dining hall, the cabin gleamed a brilliant red in the sun. 

     "Welcome to Paugus!" the counselors cheered to Hammie. One was young and blond, looking as if she wasn't even out of college, and the other was slightly older, her face spritzed with freckled, her curly red hair blown out of her face by the gentle wind.

    "Hey there!" responded Hammie, squinting in the sun as she trotted down to them. 

     "I'm Sierra!" greeted the younger one, shaking Hammie's hand.

     "And I'm Sara!" said the older one, doing the same. 

     Sierra and Sara gestured for her to come into the cabin. Looking around, Hammie smiled. There was a sketch hanging above a hallway - probably leading to the counselors' room - on the opposite side of the cabin. 'TAKE US TO YOUR COUNSELORS', said the large writing, with a drawing of a UFO. Hammie couldn't help but laugh. 

      Clustered on a makeshift couch - actually just two unoccupied cots with mattresses - were the rest of Hammie's cabin mates. They were laughing loudly and gabbing as only popular girls could. They tossed their hair and checked their nails as they talked. Hammie frowned.

     Then a loud shriek rattled the cabin. One of the girls had said something that was so, so important and world-changing, the rest had to react with that ear-piercing war cry of plastic teenage girls. 

     As silently as possible, Hammie made her way to the bed in the farthest corner from the giggling storm of gossip. If cabins were assigned to match personalities...was this really where Hammie belonged? Besides, it'd be fine. They probably weren't that bad. Right?

    Hammie was glad to meet new people when the entire camp regrouped in the muggy dining hall. The camp director, a tall man with a baseball cap, instructed everyone to meet at least five people. Hammie was up for the challenge. Pushing as far away from her cabin as the crowd would allow, she noticed a boy her age walking up to her. "Hey," the boy said casually. Even if Hammie wanted to ignore him, his striking blue eyes held her in from the moment they met her own. 

     "Hey," she said, smiling. "I'm Hamilton."

     "Like the musical?"

     Hammie chuckled. "I mean, sure. You can call me Hammie if you want."

    "Oh. Sweet. My name's Asher. Call me Ash." He smiled. He had perfect teeth. "What cabin are you in?"

     Hammie sighed. Oh god, was that going to be a recurring question? "Paugus," she responded.

     Ash raised his eyebrows. "Really? You don't seem like that to me."

     Hammie chuckled. "Believe me, I'm not," she said. "What about you?"

     "I'm in Whittier, the cabin everyone wishes they could be in. We're the one in that foresty area, the one with the patio." His pride practically radiated off of him.

     "Wow. Fancy. My cabin barely has windows."

     Ash laughed. "That's what everyone says."

     "It's not your first year here, is it?"

    He shook his head, holding up two fingers. "Came here last year. What gave it away?"

     "You seem too knowledgeable about all the cabin...stereotypes."

     He chuckled and ran a hand through his wavy brown hair. "Yeah, it doesn't take long to figure 'em out. Hey, if you don't feel like sitting with your girl squad at lunch, or hanging around with them during free time...you're always welcome to track me down," he winked. Hammie rolled her eyes and laughed.

     "Maybe I will," she said. "It beats listening to them gossip for an extra hour every day."

     Ash grinned and shook his head. "You're definitely not a Paugus gal. Good luck surviving them."

     Hammie laughed. "Thanks. I'll need it."

**I was in Paugus. The first day was hell because we didn't have classes or electives or anything and I was stuck with the girls that all knew each other and gossiped about Instagram and makeup and boys. Don't know the name of Ariana Grande's latest album? You're screwed. Don't like 5 Seconds of Summer? You're screwed. But they weren't so bad as time went on. They were actually my closest friends by the end.**