Lieu; Arrivée au camp
Interagir avec; l'un avec l'autre
Costume de Caleb Costume de Krista
-- N'est-ce pas!
"Est-ce que c'est aussi!"
-- N'est-ce pas!
"Kris, tu sais que je t'aime et qu'on sait tous les deux que tu es la plus intelligente mais que tu ne sais rien des jeux vidéo!" Caleb a jeté un coup d'œil sur la tête rouge qui poussait dans le côté passager, qui refusait de le regarder avec ses bras croisés contre sa poitrine - comme un enfant complet.
La raison d'une telle attitude? Ils parlaient d'Assassin's Creed, ou plus précisément, qui était le meilleur Assassin de la série. Les points de Krista auraient été beaucoup plus valables si... elle avait passé le troisième match. Caleb a laissé sortir un autre rire alors que Krista a laissé sortir un "hmph" à voix haute. après avoir été hors-parler. C'était généralement comme ça qu'allaient leurs conversations : après une berline, ils se déplaçaient sur la suivante, et alors que parfois ça semblait chauffé, c'était n'importe quoi, sauf.
Bon sang, juste avant leur débat sur le meilleur Assassin de la série, ils se disputaient sur le meilleur emballage de boîte à jus. Oui, absolument rien de mal.
"Tu es sûr d'avoir pris le bon chemin? La carte dit--" Krista a fermé la bouche pendant que la voiture tournait autour du coin pour révéler les portes ouvertes dans le camp lentement animé. Caleb a manœuvré à l'intérieur, se garer soigneusement à côté d'une autre voiture avant d'éteindre le moteur et de regarder Krista une fois de plus. Il était heureux de voir l'excitation sur le visage de Krista plutôt que d'avoir l'air inquiet et stressé d'hier soir.
Caleb savait que Krista n'était pas aussi à l'aise dans la socialisation qu'il l'était (bien, maintenant de toute façon). Ca n'a pas aidé que Caleb aille au camp depuis l'âge de quatorze ans, connaissant beaucoup d'enfants et de personnel presque comme une famille contrairement à la rouquine à côté de lui. En lui donnant l'épaule une pate douce de confort (et un sourire reconnaissant en retour), Caleb sortit de la voiture pour étirer ses membres fatigués.
Krista, entre-temps est restée dans la voiture pour regarder autour de certaines des autres personnes - certains déjà rassemblés autour et bavardant comme s'ils ne s'étaient pas vus en un an. Ils avaient l'air à l'aise, recherchés, et Krista se demandait si elle serait même la bienvenue dans un camp aussi proche. Ça n'a pas aidé à ce que ce soit la dernière année de Caleb au camp, qu'il aille à l'université l'année suivante et passe à sa vie.
Loin d'elle.
Une partie d'elle savait que c'était la façon de Caleb d'essayer d'amener Krista à trouver plus de gens avec qui s'amuser, de la même manière que Caleb a pu s'ouvrir à d'autres années auparavant. Elle savait qu'il voulait qu'elle trouve quelque chose dans ce camp qui la sortirait de sa coquille, et c'était quelque chose dont Krista n'était pas si sûre. Krista n'était pas timide à dire, trop concentrée sur son éducation pour interagir avec d'autres êtres humains était plus comme ça. Un câlin à la fenêtre a surpris la rouquine de ses pensées, ses lunettes de soleil glissant du haut de ses cheveux vers le bas dans ses genoux alors qu'elle regardait le sourire de Caleb, réalisant qu'il l'avait suppliée de sortir tout ce temps.
Elle sortit, s'excusant alors que Caleb se branlait d'une touche de main. "Si tu veux vraiment m'aider, prends ton propre sac à la réception."
Un autre hmph plus tard, les deux potes de New York ont traîné leurs bagages à la réception, debout dans la file d'attente pour l'enregistrement. Leur tour est venu quelques minutes plus tard et assez tôt, Caleb Brady et Krista Hale ont été officiellement une partie du Camp Liberty pour l'été. Caleb a pointé Krista vers les directions des salles pourpres, lui donnant une petite, brève visite vers et depuis les points principaux du camp (i.e. la salle de restauration, la salle des médias, sa cabine et sa cabine si elle s'est perdue) avant de se diriger vers sa propre cabine pour déballer ses affaires.
”Good things come to those who wait go out and fucking earn it.” –Krista Hale

►Full Name◄
Krista Louise Hale
►Nickname◄
Kris is an appropriate shortened form of her first name, though she prefers to be known as Krista.
►Birth Date◄
August 10th
►Age◄
17
►Gender◄
Female
►Sexuality◄
Not sure, hasn't thought about it.
►Relationship Status◄
Single
►Sexually Active◄
Nope, no time to think about it
►Team Color◄
Purple
►Years At Camp◄
This is her first year
 

►In Depth Appearance◄
The first thing people notice about Krista Hale is her bright curly strawberry-blonde hair. It reaches past her chest in messy tangles and depending on the style it's left in it can touch her waist just as easily. Her hair is usually left down but unless she's being active or busy, her hair can be seen up in ponytails or braided buns. If you move past the hair, the next big thing to be noticed - quite literally - is Krista's full, pink lips easily comparable to the models on the runway. Despite not having much money , whatever little income she saved through babysitting or tutoring other children in the neighbourhood is either used up for varying shades of pink and red lipsticks or it goes to the family saving's pot.
If her bright orange locks weren't eye-catching enough, then her body sure as hell is. A petite size of 5'2" (1.6m) and weighing in the lower 100lbs, Krista's body is pear shaped with little muscle or fat. Krista, while too young for a tattoo, has contemplated one for a while though has been quite unsure of the commitment to a permanent mark or the design. Krista's fingers are calloused, and she has a scar on her wrist and elbow after a really bad fall around the age of four. Krista's eyes are a shade between hazel and green - something she's been told that she inherited by her mother but from the lack of pictures around the house, Krista can't verify the claim.
Clothing-wise, Krista remains simple. With little money, she doesn't chase after the expensive brands or the bold colours, instead satisfied with the simpler designs. Most of her clothing consists of oversized sweaters (most being hand-me-downs from siblings and parents), a few skirts, some ripped jeans and some blouses. Krista only owns two pairs of shoes, none of which are heels. Boots and converses are simple, and much more effective for daily use than heels, no?
As mentioned above, make-up is simple. The most Krista owns are various shades of lipstick that she keeps changing on a daily basis. Only rarely does she wear eyeliner or anything dramatic, unless its a special occasion and even then she's not too fussy.
 

►Habits & Quirks◄
Җ Biting her nails
Җ Pulling out pens out of nowhere
Җ Never eats breakfast
Җ Stays up way too late and complains about it the next day
Җ Drawing a smiling sun on the corner of every sheet she gets for "good luck"
►Likes & Dislikes◄
✔ Winning
✔ Reading/writing
✔ Instrumental music to help with studying or relaxing
✔ Spicy food
✔ Chinese takeaways and restaurants that provide her with little fortune cookies
✔ Children and taking care of them
✔ Helping others
✘ Blood/gore
✘ Failure
✘ Being alone
✘ Feeling too hot or cold
✘ Not having enough time during the day to study/do her stuff 
►Fears & Phobias◄
ϟ Not being able to help out with her family's financial situation
ϟ Blood - the sight of it s enough to make her pass out or feel nauseous  

►Good Personality Traits◄
Mature | Ambitious | Hard-working | Focused 
►Bad Personality Traits◄
Competitive | Quiet | Impatient | Sore-loser
►Personality◄
At first glance, Krista looks like a feisty red-head that is popular and often the head-bitch of the school, however this is the opposite way one can describe Krista as an individual. Instead of the popular one, Krista is a shadow. Despite her bright as fuck hair, no one really knows much about the youngest Hale other than two things:
A) She's the youngest sister of Luka and Christian Hale - two biggest pranksters of Fremont High School.
B) Krista Hale is probably smarter than you.
Krista isn't intelligent, nor is she a natural genius when it comes to education. She simply crams and crams information into her brain until it sticks and refuses to leave. That's the secret behind the Hermione of High School. Krista doesn't have a huge ego either, so no matter how many times she's complimented, she'll simply brush it off as nothing more than hard work and dedication.
Speaking of hard work and dedication, her role model is her father. Krista looks up to him, blinded by his work ethic and would do anything to be like him when she's out in the working world - and what better way than starting now? Her dedication to success and helping her father out with the household finances mean that Krista is highly competitive and refuses to take a loss. One way to get under Krista's skin is to lose something - whether it's a match, or score less than someone in a simple class test.
Krista's ambition as a lawyer, a goal that she's working towards for the benefit of her family, means that Krista doesn't dabble in anything that can lead to teenage drama. That means no relationships, no drugs sex or parties either. Hell, Krista's only had one crush in her life, and that had been Caleb until she realised it was too... odd.
 

►Place Of Origin◄
Orleans County, New York
►Background◄
Ever since Krista could remember, it had always been her, her father and her two brothers. Being the youngest of the Hale clan, Krista was often doted on and babied by her mother and (over)protected by her brothers. She was the baby girl of the family, and Krista knew it. Krista's mother left the family, running away to live her life with her younger lover on the sunny beaches of California, barely keeping contact with her living flesh and blood other than the occasional birthday card every two or three years.
Despite that, Krista never felt her mother's absence. Instead, her father overworked to keep the roof over the children's heads to the best of his ability as the janitor of the local high school nearby and worked at a Chinese restaurant during weekends. Even though there was little time for her father to spend with his three children, Mr Hale worked hard and Krista appreciated the dedication of her role model greatly. It's safe to say that Krista ended up growing up at Daddy's Little Princess.
When Krista joined middle school, she met a quiet loner by the name of Jenson (Caleb) in her math class. Sitting together, the two eventually developed a working relationship, eventually becoming good friends and sticking together like glue ever since. Rumours spread that Krista and Caleb were a thing, but as much as Krista liked him she knew that they could be nothing more than siblings for the other. It was because of her friendship with the quiet boy that helped her and her family's financial situation - often chipping in whenever the bills weren't paid on time or helping out with babysitting whenever Mr Hale wasn't able to check on his children.
And it was also because of Caleb that Krista ended up packing her backpack for the summer to stay with him at the camp he always disappeared off to for every summer since the age of thirteen. It's her first year at camp, and since Krista only knows Caleb, it won't be a surprise if Krista sticks to herself for most of the time.
 

►Miscellaneous◄
Krista was originally supposed to be named Charlotte, but is glad that her mother changed her mind.
Krista hopes to be a lawyer one day. It feeds into her competitive nature and pays well - soon enough anyway.
►Family◄
Daniel Hale | 52 | Father
Stefanie Hale Murray | 49 | Mother
Christian Hale | 23 | Older brother
Lukas "Luka" Hale | 21 | Older brother
►Extra◄
Already mentioned in Caleb's CS
C O P Y R I G H T
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