Disclaimer* I do not own any of the characters from the book HOLES but I do
own Brandie and her family and friends.
Chappy 1
The bus rolled slowly along the dirt patched road that led to Camp Green Lake. Brandie sat silently, her mouth shut in a way that she looked mad. She moved a little, but could barley lay back on the bus seat because of her hands that were clamped shut with the hand cuffs.
Brandie came from a well to do family from Alabama. Her father was a stock tycoon and cared more about his money than his family. She sighed at the fact of what her father had said to her before she left, "Look what you've done to the family name!" A single tear rolled down her cheek, she quickly flung it away and looked around to see if anyone saw her crying, but the only one on the bus was the sheriff that looked half asleep. She ignored her crying and thought more deeply into the past. She had been at the wrong place and the wrong time. She was framed for stealing cosmetics at Clinique. She shook her head and wondered how she got into this mess. Brandie looked out the window and saw the camp coming into view. She squinted her eyes to see better, but the dust that got kicked up from the traveling bus blocked her view. The bus came to an abrupt halt and Brandie lunged forward. The bus parked and the sheriff got up with his keys and unlocked her handcuffs. She stood up, but her legs felt like jelly from the long ride. She stumbled down the steps and looked around. The air was musty, and dirt filled, and it was also smoldering hot.
She gripped her Louise Vuitton bag tightly and walked into an office where a kind looking women sat. "Please sit," The woman said glancing to a chair at her desk. Brandie took the seat reluctantly because she had been on a 2 day bus trip from Huntsville to Green Lake. "Now I'll have to now a couple things about you," Brandie nodded. "What's your full name?" She asked. "Brandie Louise Codd," "Okay how old are you?" "14 years." "Okay darlin' that's all I need to know now, but why don't you follow me, oh and my name is Miss Cotton," She held out her hand and they both shook hands. As they walked outside Miss Cotton kept talking to her. "Now you'll be staying in D-tent. I know there will be boys in there but if you have any trouble with them just tell me," She turned around and pointed her long pointy finger at Brandie," Listen I know what those boys will try to do." Miss Cotton turned back around and walked forward into a room that was filled with equipment and clothing. "You'll have 2 pairs of clothing one you'll wear for 3 days for work and one you'll wear for free time when your work clothes are washed your free time clothes will be your work clothes, and exedra," Miss Cotton threw a orange jump suit at her and told her to change. "Any questions?" Miss Cotton asked. "Yea what about a bra?" Brandie paused after she spoke. And thought, "Curse my mother she had to give me these huge boobs!" "What size do you wear?" "36-C!" Brandie coughed in embarrassment. "Well we'll figure that out later," Miss Cotton said smiling. "What happens when I'm, on my period?" Brandie asked her cheeks getting red. "Darlin' just come to me, and I'll help you," She said putting her arm around Brandie's shoulders. Miss Cotton walked her to D-tent where boys were sitting all around with their shirts off. Brandie looked down at her feet. "Brandie met the boys f D-tent, Squid, X-ray, Zigzag, Armpit, Twitch, and Magnet." Miss Cotton said pointing to each of the boys. Brandie was drawn to a certain one, Squid. She thought, "He's cute," but shook her thoughts away. Brandie glanced at the empty cot. It didn't look at all comfortable. Miss Cotton left and Brandie plunked down on the cot and brought her bag forward to her. She pulled out a hand mirror, and her mascara. She began to put it on but one of the boys interrupted her concentrations and she poked herself in the eye. "So how'd you end up here?" Magnet asked looking at her. Brandie slowly turned her head and glared at Magnet. "Wouldn't you like to know," She smirked and turned back to her make-up. "I don't like your attitude," X-ray said in a rude kind of way. "What does it matter to me, I'm stuck here for a year," Brandie looked down at her hands and tears began to drip from her eyes.
Chappy 1
The bus rolled slowly along the dirt patched road that led to Camp Green Lake. Brandie sat silently, her mouth shut in a way that she looked mad. She moved a little, but could barley lay back on the bus seat because of her hands that were clamped shut with the hand cuffs.
Brandie came from a well to do family from Alabama. Her father was a stock tycoon and cared more about his money than his family. She sighed at the fact of what her father had said to her before she left, "Look what you've done to the family name!" A single tear rolled down her cheek, she quickly flung it away and looked around to see if anyone saw her crying, but the only one on the bus was the sheriff that looked half asleep. She ignored her crying and thought more deeply into the past. She had been at the wrong place and the wrong time. She was framed for stealing cosmetics at Clinique. She shook her head and wondered how she got into this mess. Brandie looked out the window and saw the camp coming into view. She squinted her eyes to see better, but the dust that got kicked up from the traveling bus blocked her view. The bus came to an abrupt halt and Brandie lunged forward. The bus parked and the sheriff got up with his keys and unlocked her handcuffs. She stood up, but her legs felt like jelly from the long ride. She stumbled down the steps and looked around. The air was musty, and dirt filled, and it was also smoldering hot.
She gripped her Louise Vuitton bag tightly and walked into an office where a kind looking women sat. "Please sit," The woman said glancing to a chair at her desk. Brandie took the seat reluctantly because she had been on a 2 day bus trip from Huntsville to Green Lake. "Now I'll have to now a couple things about you," Brandie nodded. "What's your full name?" She asked. "Brandie Louise Codd," "Okay how old are you?" "14 years." "Okay darlin' that's all I need to know now, but why don't you follow me, oh and my name is Miss Cotton," She held out her hand and they both shook hands. As they walked outside Miss Cotton kept talking to her. "Now you'll be staying in D-tent. I know there will be boys in there but if you have any trouble with them just tell me," She turned around and pointed her long pointy finger at Brandie," Listen I know what those boys will try to do." Miss Cotton turned back around and walked forward into a room that was filled with equipment and clothing. "You'll have 2 pairs of clothing one you'll wear for 3 days for work and one you'll wear for free time when your work clothes are washed your free time clothes will be your work clothes, and exedra," Miss Cotton threw a orange jump suit at her and told her to change. "Any questions?" Miss Cotton asked. "Yea what about a bra?" Brandie paused after she spoke. And thought, "Curse my mother she had to give me these huge boobs!" "What size do you wear?" "36-C!" Brandie coughed in embarrassment. "Well we'll figure that out later," Miss Cotton said smiling. "What happens when I'm, on my period?" Brandie asked her cheeks getting red. "Darlin' just come to me, and I'll help you," She said putting her arm around Brandie's shoulders. Miss Cotton walked her to D-tent where boys were sitting all around with their shirts off. Brandie looked down at her feet. "Brandie met the boys f D-tent, Squid, X-ray, Zigzag, Armpit, Twitch, and Magnet." Miss Cotton said pointing to each of the boys. Brandie was drawn to a certain one, Squid. She thought, "He's cute," but shook her thoughts away. Brandie glanced at the empty cot. It didn't look at all comfortable. Miss Cotton left and Brandie plunked down on the cot and brought her bag forward to her. She pulled out a hand mirror, and her mascara. She began to put it on but one of the boys interrupted her concentrations and she poked herself in the eye. "So how'd you end up here?" Magnet asked looking at her. Brandie slowly turned her head and glared at Magnet. "Wouldn't you like to know," She smirked and turned back to her make-up. "I don't like your attitude," X-ray said in a rude kind of way. "What does it matter to me, I'm stuck here for a year," Brandie looked down at her hands and tears began to drip from her eyes.