Chapter One

I told the judge I wanted to go to jail, so why am I on a bus going to Camp Green Lake? I'll tell you why. Because, my dad would rather say I was at 'camp' than jail. My parents are looked up upon in my society. They couldn't have me in jail, because, and I quote, "It's bad for publicity." That's what they told me.

I'm in this trouble because some creep tried to kidnap me. Being me, I used common sense and defended myself. The guy backed off, but I couldn't stop punching him. But with my luck, the police showed up to a scene with a sixteen year old girl beating up some guy. So guess who they arrested? Me. I told the court room what happened, but of course, they believed the older citizen. Typical.

So here I am. I've been on this bus for almost ten hours handcuffed to a seat. Doesn't that sound fair?

"Get up. We're here," the guard told me.

"Love to, but can't. I'm handcuffed at the moment," I said to him.

He unhand cuffed me and pulled me out of my seat and pushed me out of the bus, which caused me to knock down some gay looking cowboy.

"Oh, I'm so sorry," I said while helping him up.

"My name is Mr. Sir, you will address me by this name and that name only."

"Yes, Mr. Sir."

"Follow me." He led me to an office which was air-conditioned.

"Now, here at Camp Green Lake we have a philosophy, 'You take a bad bo-kid, make him-them dig holes all day, and turn him-them into a good bo-kid.' Now, since you are the very first girl ever at Camp Green Lake we have built a shower with tall sides and a lock for you. But, you will have to dig a hole everyday, same as everyone else. Now for your uniform. You get two sets of clothes, one is for diggin', the other for relaxation. On the third day, you relaxing clothes become you diggin' clothes."

Just then, a short man with too much sunscreen on his nose came in.

"Emma Robinson, you may have done some bad things in life, but that does not make you a bad person. I respect you Emma." He said to me as if he had spent hours memorizing it.

"My name is Mr. Pendanski, and I'm your consleur. You're in D-Tent, 'D' stands for diligence," he told me while we walked outside, "look here come two of your tent mates."

Two guys came over. One was black, the other white, it was hard to tell because they were both covered in dirt.

"Boys, this is Emma, she'll be your new tent mate. Emma this is Rex and Alan."

"Mom, for the last time my name is…" the black guy started.

"X-Ray," I interrupted, I turned to the other one, "And you must be Squid."

"How, how did you know that?" X-Ray asked me surprised that I knew his name.

"Well, Lewis said the one with glasses is X-Ray, and the one with a towel around his head is Squid."

"And, who is Lewis?" Squid asked.

"Oh, yeah. You know him by Barf Bag."

"You know Barf Bag?" they asked me together.

"Yeah, I'm his twin," I told them, "Didn't he ever tell you he had a twin?"

"No, but he did say he had a little sister," X-Ray told me.

"Yeah, by like two minutes. Now, I want to go put my stuff away."

They took me to D-Tent, and told me which cot was mine.

"Now, let's see if you can guess their names," Squid challenged me.

"Okay, now he's Armpit. He's Magnet 'cause of the bandana on his head. Now your hair is stick-outish, so you must be ZigZag. And your Zero," I said looking at each of them.

"How did she-?" ZizZag said.

"Knows Barf Bag," X-Ray said.

I turned to them, "Okay do we really dig 5 foot by 5 foot holes? 'Cause Lewis said we do, but I think he's lying."

"Sorry, but it's true. Why?" Armpit told me.

"Incase you haven't noticed, I'm not exactly the tallest person. In fact, I'm 5' tall." They of course found this hilarious.

"It's not that funny," I said starting to get annoyed.

"Actually. It is, very much so," X-Ray said.

"Well, one of you is going to have to stay behind and wait for me to finish, so you can help me get out," I told them, which shut them up.