This was how it would all go down.
Diana stood outside the old, abandoned warehouse on a crisp October night. She was running over the facts of the heist in her head. See, everyone in town always thought the warehouse was empty, but in reality, it was stored with stolen electronics and hijacked cars. The fact it was supposedly empty, kept everyone away except those who had something to do with the ring of thieves.
Peter had told the would, quote on quote, 'borrow' some items and take off to meet the rest of the gang at the corner of Wilkes and Simmons to set up where they would sell the junk.
'Peter, where are you?' She whispered through the open security door. She heard footsteps and what sounded like something falling. Then she saw Peter with the now full sack and a stack of CD's under his arm.
'Lets go before the police show up.' Peter popped open the trunk and pile the items inside. Diana looked in and saw DVD players and Camcorders and more. She looked at Peter and smiled. She always did like him. There was this air about him that made her heart skip a beat.
That's when she felt the hand on her shoulder. She whirled around at the same time as Peter and they were face to face with an Officer. They knew they were going to jail for a long, long time.
'Then you will spend twenty months in prison.'
The judge slammed the gavel. Peter's fate was sealed
Diana gulped down hair and reminded herself to breathe. She was next. Peter was going to prison. She knew he was strong enough to handle it. But, she knew that there had to be another way. She couldn't face prison. And, she wouldn't.
'Diana Walsh, you have been found guilty of being an accomplice to breaking and entering. Your sentenced to eighteen months in jail.' The judge was about to slam his gavel again. Diana had to stop him.
'Wait, your Honor!.' Diana yelled. All the eyes in the court roomed turned and stared at her.
'What is it, Miss. Walsh?'
'Isn't there someplace else. I'll do community service, I'll do anything.' Diana felt heated. That's when she remembered something she heard some guy talking about in school. 'Can't you send me to Camp Green Lake, your Honor?'
'Sorry, but that's a boys camp. I'm afraid I can't send you there.' The judge went to lift his gavel.
'I can do it. So what if it's an boys camp. A girl has just as much of a right to go as a boy does.' She knew why the judge didn't want to send her. If something happened, the government could hold it against him since he would be the one who sent her there.
'I can protect myself.' She wasn't lying either She could. Her aunt and uncle made sure she was doing something constructive every minute of the day so she wouldn't get in trouble. One of those things was karate. Now, it might actually pay off.
'You do understand that if anything happens, you will be totally responsible?' the judge was still unsure of sending her there.
'Yes, your Honor.'