FIRST FAN FIC, unfortunately i do not own holes or the genius behind it.
It sound like the normal girl going to CGL ...blah blah blah, but there's a twist at the end..hence the name
Based on the film, as haven't had a chance to read the book so if i get characters wrong.. review and tell me!
Apologising in advance, grammar and punctuation are not my strong points
ENJOY
Twiist
Chapter 1
Hayley was an accident. No one cared.
Her mother she never met, as she was immediately given to the state as an unwanted burden, then she was handed to the care system in the United Kingdom. Hayley's childhood was disrupted, as she was passed from carer to carer, without the love a young girl desires and needs.
The loss of love and care to Hayley, turned her into a girl who craved attention, the only way possible she saw to achieve this, was to turn to crime.
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Next thing Hayley knew, she was handcuffed to the rail, on the back of the seat in front of her, in an old dirty bus. The sun beaming through the windows was burning her sensitive ivory skin. The guard who sat opposite her, was cruel and made sure Hayley could see his small electric fan keeping him and the driver cool and emphasized his frequent gulps of water, whilst she was tortured underneath the sun's cruel blaze.
Hayley had long, thick red hair, which was naturally firmly held in ringlets. Her green eyes dazzled like emeralds, especially in the sun. She was tall for the age of 16 and skinny too.
After four long hours of driving in nothingness. Hayley was gripped by the shoulders by the guard and roughly pushed down the steps.
"Right, you must be Hayley, follow me,"
The man noticed, her shock and amazement at not finding a lake.
"this aint no girls scout... girl" the strange looking guy mumbled, looking confused.
They made their way into an stale smelling office.
"Now you 'av two suits one for work and one for leisure, so um.. get changed."
At that moment something snapped inside Hayley.
"EXCUSE ME. NO FREAKING WAY. AM I GOING TO GET CHANGED IN FRONT OF A JERK LIKE YOU?"
"right.. Yeah ok you can go in there." This man pointed to a cupboard, filled with dust, and smelt strongly of cigarettes.
After she had changed she went back into the office.
"Ok girlie I'm Mr Sir, i don't want you thinking you can have special privileges just because you're a girl, you 'ear me? You're a criminal, just like the rest of 'em, 'ere to build character." spat Mr Sir
Trying to hide her laughter, she muttered. "Yes Mr Sir"