First story. Don't hate :S

If I don't get the characters right then I'm sorry, but this is how I want them to be in my story.

Info: Megan's not a bad person. She just made a bad decision. So what if she hit Angelica in the face... with a chair. The cow deserved it. She would NOT stop clicking her pen. Anyhoo, turns out Angelica decided to press charges after her previously perfect nose was broken and what do you know? The judge gave Megan the option to go to some awesome camp for a year. RESULT! (The Warden, Mr Sir and Dr P all know that she's a girl).

Character info -

Name: Megan Jones/ Douglas (Doug / Dougie) Parker

Age: 17

Height: 5ft5

Eye Colour: Dark brown

Hair Colour: Medium brown

Nationality: British

Things to watch out for?: Depression, Anxiety, ADD and severe anger management issues..

If you want to see Megan's outfit there's a link in the description. FanFiction isn't link friendly I've discovered.

Too hot.

Way too hot.

Remind me again why I put this hat on? I'm an idiot. Seriously, no joke. If I were any dumber I'd be a fine specimen of evolution in reverse.

Want to know why I'm so hot? Of course you do.

I'm on a ranky yellow school bus that smells so bad that my eyes are watering. And I can't even open a window, since they're all bolted shut. Plus, even if they were open-able, it'd still be impossible for me to do the aforementioned action since my hands are handcuffed behind my back; which is also the reason why I haven't been able to remove the furnace off my head.

I shifted uncomfortably on the sticky seat (I hope I'm not sitting in what I think I'm sitting in) and shifted my gaze out of the window. Where the HELL is this "lake" then? And the trees. Misleading name if you ask me. And what's with the holes? Are they there so people can't escape or something.

As the bus continued moving, more and more holes came into view. It was beginning to look like some sort of mutant worm or something lived here. How awesome would that be? Beetlejuice's sandworm anyone? ... Nope. Nevermind.

I was distracted by my thoughts when a few flashes of orange caught my eye. Then they disappeared.. But then they appeared again. Whoa. They must be magic.

I continued to stare at them as we passed by, soon realising what they were (people) and what they were doing.

Digging.

Digging.

Digging in ORANGE JUMPSUITS!

I'm not so bothered about the digging. Tried to dig to China once… Ended up killing a mole. I still feel guilty. We had a funeral for him.

I was casually pulling the spade out of my Grandma's lawn, when something popped its head out of the hole. Me, being the Ninja that I am (With my super fast reflexes and all [That's a load of crap by the way. I'm about at quick and skilled at Ninjaness as a slug]), slammed the spade down only to hear a faint squeak.

I cried for the whole day, due to my accidental manslaughter.

So yeah, I've dug holes before. No biggie.

But those bloody jumpsuits. Gah. Do these people have a sense of fashion?

Five minutes later we pulled up to a few tatty buildings and some even tattier tents (which were labelled A-F). The bus stopped with an abrupt clunk, to which the guard at the front stood up and walk over to me, uncuffing my hands and roughly dragging me to the front of the bus.

With a horrendous screech, the bus doors opened and I stepped out, instantly wanting to get back on again.

It's like.. 1000000000x hotter outside of the bus. No kidding.

And the sun. Gah. I'm going to have to accept the fact that I'm never, EVER going to see again. I'll have to learn to read braille.

After squinting for a minute or so, I was able to reconsider my statement about being blind, as I could faintly make out the silhouettes of the buildings.

I got quite a fright when I heard someone yell from behind me. Nearly made me poo a little bit.. Pretend I didn't say that -.-

"Oi, fresh meat" an obnoxious voice yelled from a chair, outside one of the buildings.

He was soon accompanied by another voice, "Man, he looks like a pussy". Chuckling soon followed as a small crowd gathered. Letting out an annoyed grunt, I followed the guard into one of the buildings.

After getting acquainted with Mr Sir (whom I instantly wanted to punch in the face) and got my ghastly jumpsuits and boots, a rather chirpy man walked in with a smile that could rival the Cheshire cats. His floppy had didn't do his ears any favors.

I had to do a double take for a second. What the hell does he have on his nose? Looks like someone jizzed on him or something.

"Douglas Parker? You may have done some bad things in your life, but that does not make you a bad person. I respect you Douglas." He said in an unusually happy tone. One that I know I will soon grow to hate.

"I'm Dr Pendanski, You're guidance counsellor" Fan-fucking-tastic.

"This is you're tent. D stands for diligence" He said as we approached a rather tragic looking tent. Although there was one tent further away that seemed as if it would fall over at the thought of wind.

I had to restrain myself from replying, 'D also stands for dildo' but that would be inappropriate.

After carefully making my way up the wooden steps I was greeted with the most hideous aroma in the world. Stale sweat and dirty clothes. It's worse than the farm I visited every year.

"Yo Mom, who's the Pansy?" a slim black boy shouted from his position on a poor excuse for a cot. I'm surprised he could actually see me, what with how filthy his glasses were. What's the point of wearing them? Honestly.

"Be nice Rex. This is your new tent mate" Dr P replied, smile still etched upon his face. "Boys, this is Douglas. He'll be staying with you for the next 12 months" As soon as those words escaped his lips, nearly the whole tent erupted into moans of annoyance.

Way to make me feel welcome, assholes.

"It's Doug" I muttered to Dr P as I rubbed the back of my neck, feeling the sweat slowly trickling down it. I really need to shower.

"This is Rex, Theodore, José, Stanley, Zero, Alan and Ricky" He said indicating to each of my fellow D-Tenters. Oh god. D-TENTERS. REALLY? Camp mates Megan. Camp mates.

Rex, as I said before, was a slim black boy. Not skinny as such, but not podgy either. Theodore was a heavy set black boy, who, if I could, I'd hug. He looks like a teddy bear. But I don't want to get on the wrong side of him, since his weight could be used as an advantage. Plus I'm meant to be a boy so I'd automatically come across as gay. José looked Mexican and had the cutest puppy dog eyes I'd ever seen. Definately want to be friends with him. Stanley had hair that looked like pubes.. But he looked like a nice kid. Zero was a tiny black boy and had a mini afro that looked awesome. I want to touch it. He was quietly sitting on what I presumed to be his cot. Alan wore some sort of top around his head, probably to stop himself getting burnt. He was chewing on a tooth pick, warily glancing at me. Why the hell should he be wary of me? And finally Ricky. Ricky had the. Most. AMAZINGhair in the entire existence of the world. It looked like he'd been electrocuted. But in a good way?

"Those aren't our names, don't listen to that fool. I'm X-Ray, That's Armpit, Magnet, Caveman, still Zero, Squid and ZigZag" X-Ray said, pointing to the others.

I awkwardly nodded, not really having anything to say. What could I say to these boys? 'Oh hi. I'm new here. Can I touch you're hair? It looks awesome' They might think I'm a freak.

"Oh and Alan? You're Douglas' mentor" Dr P said, chipper as ever.

"Great. I get to look after the pansy" He mumbled as he leaned back on his cot, hands over his face.

Dr P, or Mom as the other guys call him, left after that, leaving me to unpack my stuff in the box at the end of my bed. I then proceeded to put my hideous leisure suit on over my clothes and put my boots on. Are they meant to be two sizes too big?

"Hey, I'm Stanley" Pube boy came up to me with a friendly smile on his face.

"I know. Dr P said it before" I returned the smile, careful not to look to enthusiastic that someone was talking to me. They might think I'm desperate or something.

"Oh yeah, right.. Well, were all heading to the Mess Hall. You coming?" He asked as he slowly walked towards the tent flap.

"Mess Hall?" I asked, utterly bewildered.

He quickly realised that I had no idea what he was going on about, "Cafeteria. For food". As soon as the magic word escaped his lips I leaped to my feet and ran out of the tent, a laughing Stanley on my heels. He soon overtook me and guided me to the 'Mess Hall'.

"Charming" I muttered as I stepped through the door, eyeing the tables of boys, some of whom were lobbing, what I could only describe as a glob of goo, across to the other tables.

Stanley got into line and I followed him, copying his actions as he grabbed a tray. Without warning, something was plopped onto my tray and I looked down, astonished that they expected us to eat the mysterious goo glob.

I was rather happy when two pieces of bread were tossed on my tray. At least I wont starve.

"I'd eat that now if I were you" Stanley muttered to me as we were about to leave the line. "X-Ray tends to take newbie's bread, claiming they don't deserve it since they haven't earned it"

Without a moments hesitation I rammed one of the pieces of bread in my mouth, chewed, swallowed, choked and drank some water.

"Hey Doug" I heard Ala-Squid call me from over at the table. I looked over questionably as he waved me over. I walked over to him when he shifted over in his seat. "This' where you sit" He pointed between himself and Armpit. Hesitantly I walked round the table and took my place, nearly tripping over X-Rays outstretched foot in the process.

Just as I was about to take a bite out of my other piece of bread, a hand snatched it out from under my nose. FOOD BANDIT!

My head snapped round to X-Ray who smugly placed my bread on his tray, "What the fuck?" I half yelled, getting pissed off that he took my only edible food away from me. I was still shocked even though Stanley did warn me.

"Well, since you didn't dig today, you wouldn't mind givin' up your bread to somebody who did now would 'cha?" He asked, a smirk plastered on his face.

It took all the will I had in me not to jump up and break his nose.

Teeth gritted, attempting to stay calm, I responded, "So you want me, the new kid, to give up my dinner for you when I haven't eaten in 9 hours? And probably won't eat until breakfast - what's for breakfast by the way?" I muttered the last bit to Squid, who responded "Tortilla wrap with honey".

"Scratch that, I won't be eating 'till lunch. Would you really like Dr P on you're case if I collapse and die?" I continued my rant.

"Mom wouldn't care" laughed X-Ray as he went to take a bite out of my bread.

"X, I swear, if you take a bite out of that I'll-" I started.

"-You'll what? Bitch slap me?" He joked, high-fiving Armpit.

That was when I snapped. Without warning X-Ray was on the floor, me on top of him, with my fist pounding into his face. Repeatedly.

It took a few seconds for the other boys to react but soon enough, a pair of strong arms grabbed my shoulders and hauled me off the food bandit. But I was used to people handling me like this and easily slipped out of their grasp and went in for round two. X-Ray was back on his feet and looked increasingly angry. As I went in to attack, the same pair of arms grabbed me again, but this time a lot more forcefully, defeating my chances of escape. Whoever was holding me kept me still as X-Ray advanced on me, anger all over his face. Soon enough his fist repeatedly collided with my stomach, causing me to keel over and land face first on the floor.

Again, the pain started, but this time much much worse. It took me a few seconds to realize that his foot had replaced his fist, and jeesh, it hurt like a mofo.

Eventually he stopped and composed himself, while I lay in a crumpled heap on the floor. It wasn't until he turned his back on me that I noticed something incredibly close to my face..

MY BREAD!

Stealthily, I slipped it into my pocket, got up and stumbled out of the door with all eyes on me.

After taking time to rest, I decided that it was time for a shower. I grabbed my towel and pyjamas before heading off in the direction that 'Mom' pointed out earlier.

I stumbled upon the showers but nearly had a spaz attack with what I saw.

.. They had no doors.. I'm fucked.

So what do you think? Yay or nay? R&R!

If you don't like it then say. I'll continue it for my own enjoyment but not publish it.

Message me with who you think she should eventually get with. ZigZag or Squid?

- Megan