Calvin and Summer ushered the new staff into the dining hall. "Right this way, we'll just have a little meeting before we start." He was saying. Summer smiled at Trinity as she passed. "This place is absolutely beautiful." Trinity had not expected the camp to be in good shape. She had never been to one in her entire life.

Phillip watched the girls as he walked beside Jericho, his hands in his pockets. "Wasn't expecting all of these beautiful girls." He said. Jericho smirked. "Nope, not at all. I have eyes for a few myself." He chuckled. The two men sat beside Audrey and Brooklyn, who had also been watching them. Audrey blushed when Phillip looked her way.

Brooklyn had never seen anyone as attractive as Phillip. She didn't want to even think about how many girls fawned over him. Brooklyn could already tell Audrey had eyes for him. She rolled her eyes and looked towards the front of the room, where Calvin was mounting a small stage.

"Good morning everyone! As you all know, I am Calvin Moore and this is my wife, Summer." He gestured to her as she chatted with Lana by the front entrance. "We are so excited to have you here. This camp is known for being bright and full of fun activities to do. As a staff, we aspire to be the best we can be." At this, Sherman sat up straighter and smiled. He was definitely the type of man who thought camp was the best place to work in the world.

After Calvin's long speal about Camp Redwood and everything to do with how their stay would go with the lead staff of the camp, he finally introduced Giles and his maid, Lana to the group before him. Giles walked up to the main microphone and as his voice cracked, he enlightened the staff of what he was there for.

Behind him, Lana watched the staff with curious eyes. Which one of these people was a vicious killer? She suspected the Italian man and the most unexpected, Jaclyn with the glasses. However, there wasn't a single person that gave off any air of mischief. She frowned and looked back at Giles. What Lana didn't know, was that someone else had laid eyes on her and oh how they were pleased with what they saw.

Calvin made his back on to the stage and cleared his throat. "With all of that being said. I do hope you enjoy your stay here! We will meet tomorrow morning for breakfast. For now, everyone can explore the grounds and maybe even jump in the lake. Although I wouldn't recommend it. It's so cold!" He laughed. "Summer and I will be in our office if you need anything." He finished his speech and the group began to file out of the room.

Audrey glided over to Phillip as he walked to his cabin. "Hey, where did you say you were from?" He noticed her with a surprise. "Oh uh I'm from California. You?" Audrey blushed. No wonder he was so gorgeous. "I'm also from Cali. My mom and I moved there and I've been there ever since." He nodded. They walked silently for a while.

Brooklyn watched them from behind. "Hmm, competition." She mumbled. Brooklyn flipped her hair over her shoulder and turned her attention to a man leaning on a wall. To her, it looked like he was bent over sick. "You okay?" She asked. Zayne jumped at her voice, turning away. "Oh sorry. Just a little nauseous." She reached into her purse and took out a napkin.

Suddenly a door swung out from the wall and Greer Alcott walked out and coughed. "Sorry, didn't know anyone was out here." She saw Zayne and made a face. "Are you sick?" Greer stepped back. Zayne looked at Brooklyn. "What the fuck is your problem? Yes he's sick, don't act disgusted." She spat, no way was she gonna let this woman in ridiculous red, ridicule this guy.

Greer stepped back in shock. "Excuse me?" She walked a little bit closer to Brooklyn. "Listen here bitch. I'll make sure you never get a promotion and you will regret the very moment you crossed me. Got it?" She hissed. Brooklyn stepped closer to her as well. "You want to be everyone's least favorite coworker, you go right ahead. I'll just laugh when you get fired." Brooklyn grabbed Zayne by the arm and hoisted him up, walking away. Greer turned on her heel and marched in the direction of her cabin.

Lana had been watching them. Could that have been a show from the killer? For all she knew, the killer could have been Zayne. She turned back towards Summer. "This land belonged to my father." She was saying. Lana didn't care about Summer's father. Giles had given her a mission. Find out who the killer is, by getting close to them. She had even put another layer of makeup on to interest the men.

It had worked on one of the men, because as Lana said goodbye to Summer, Cole was behind her. "Excuse me!" He called to her, lifting his hand to wave. "Lana was it?" She nodded. "Cole right?" He smiled. "Yeah! I saw you in there but you didn't talk much." He looked at her, really looked at her. Lana blushed. Leave it to the surfer boy from Florida to ruin her entire plan. They talked for hours and hours.