Clarisse had always been a jealous girl. It got only worse when she got her first girlfriend, you. She didn’t like it when you talked with anyone but her, especially with other girls. They sat at the camp fire, You on her lap. Clarisse’s Problem? You didn’t pay any attention to her, but instead talked to some girl from cabin 4. She didn’t like that. At all. Her grip around your waist got tighter. She needed to do something.