Title: Dig Deeper, Look Closer
Summary: Victoria is a artistic trouble maker, along with her gang. She prefers to be called Vicky, call her Tori and you die. Dealing with all the peer-pressure and broken hearts of high school, she's glad to take some time off and visit her Aunt Lou. As a journalism project, she has to write about her surroundings and the history of them. She never thought that mingling with delinquents would buy herself a one-way ticket to not only trouble, but happiness.
Rated: T - English - Friendship/Romance - Zigzag & Warden W.
AN: This is my first fanfic that has chapters. I hope you enjoy it. And I note to anyone wanting to write a Romance Holes fic: If you want it to be a songfic, call it 100 Years Without Rain(Selena Gomez's A Year Without Rain), I haven't read a Holes fanfic with that title yet. :) Please read and review. Enjoy!
Chapter 1: Falling Asleep in Geom...er..History
Dig deeper.
Those were the last words that echoed through my head before falling into a deep slumber. Right now I am asleep on my school desk. Don't be alarmed, i know I'm gonna get in trouble - again. First another tardy and now falling asleep in class. What a wonderful way to start my morning. Actually, I've been falling asleep in class alot lately. I just can't sleep at home. It's not 'cause of nightmare, usually, but my mom's new boyfriend is an alcoholic. I just don't wanna be hit again. It's not my mother, I know she loves me, but i hate the guys she gets with. I can't tell my teachers because I know they wont believe me. If my brother was here though, he'd understand. I really don't want to talk about my brother, but maybe I'll tell you about him one day.
Suddenly, I wake up in a cold sweat. I was having a dream about my brother, thankfully someone woke me up. Sadly, it was my bitchy teacher, with her silver ruler. Ugh! She's writing me another detention slip with that ugly sneer she always gives me. The only time she ever gives me a "smile" is when it's a "I told you so" or "i know who's getting a detention today!" or my personal favorite "I graded the tests, every one passed but you!". I hate my Geomet..er..History teacher's guts, and she hates mine. Ms. Christine O'Riley. Yuck! Ms."O'Really, you smart ass bitch?" is more like it.
I was happy summer was coming up. I was going to be spending it at my Aunt Lou's correctional felicity for juvenile delinquents. But, I'm not going for punishment, and she's not gonna make me do any punishments. I want to become a journalist, it's my best class. My Journalism teacher wants us to do a project over the summer. We have to write about the place we are staying, what we see there, the history, and take pictures of the landscape. When I was little I always said, "When i grow up, I wanna be a picture taker and write about them" Of course, it was a lot cuter with the lisp and such. Then my mom would laugh and say something like, "You mean a photographer and journalist?". Haha, and me being the spoiled brat I used to be - and the one Ms. O'Riley thinks i still am, might I add - I would repeat myself and accuse my mom of not listening to me. But, back to my auntie's camp. I have my own cabin because I usually come every three or four years. I doubt any of the kids who knew me are still there. There's something that, being a girl, would most likely worry you. The camp is for MALE juvenile delinquents! Female-deprived criminal BOYS! Most of them haven't seen a girl in months, years even! But, it doesn't really bother me. For two reasons; A: My aunt is the Warden, she's feared even by her employees. There will be hell to pay. D: I can take care of myself. I'm in one of the toughest gangs in LA and Texas. I get in trouble for beating up snobby girls and raping boys. Plus, some of them might be cute; and it's not everyday you have boys fight over you.