Before begin, I will say this once and never again during this story…

Disclaimer: I do not own Holes or anything you recognize from the book/movie. I only own my three female characters (Nox, Ash, and Mace) and I would appreciate it if no one tried to steal them.

Beginning Announcement: So, this is my second story posted on FF and I'm still not sure how it's going to end, but I think I have a pretty solid beginning so far, so we'll see how it goes. If you've read and kept up with my other story Shade: It's What Everybody Wants and actually read my announcements at the beginning and end of the latest chapter, you will remember that I explained a little about the other stories I have been writing, if you didn't figure it out already, this is the one of me and my friends just very warped. I'm not sure if I will finish this story, but I figured I'd give it a shot and let you decide if it's worth continuing.

Now, I normally do not give information about the characters beforehand, but this time I have decided to make an exception just to give you a small amount of information about my new characters before you begin. All other information will be given throughout the story.

Background Check on the Girls:

(Pictures have already been added to the bottom of my profile if anyone would like to see the celebrities I have chosen to portray them.)

Noelle Taylor (Nox) – One of those girls who are intelligent and talented in more ways than one, but she's got a few secrets concerning her past that she doesn't want anyone to know.

Alyce Lane (Ash) – One of those girls who are audaciously loud and fierce, but only to hide the fact that she's secretly afraid of getting hurt.

Mallory Keats (Mace) – One of those girls who have some serious anger issues, but is the best companion to have because nothing will stop her from defending the people she loves most.

Full Summary: Nox and her friends are sentenced to eighteen months at Camp Green Lake after trying to escape the California Detention Ward for Troubled Girls. These girls act first and deal with the consequences later. Instead of being ashamed of themselves, they're quite proud. But what will happen when they meet the boys from D-Tent?

WARNING: I'll try to keep it from happening, but my added characters may be a little Mary-Sueish. If that bothers you, I'm sorry, but I only started this to take a break from Shade by writing another fun fanfiction.

Okay! Now, I've said way too much! Let's get on with it already!

Chapter One

One Creep and One Fool

"Wake up, Nox! You've been sleeping the whole way! And I'm bored!" I woke to Ash yelling at me after she had managed to kick me a couple times.

"Okay, okay! I'm awake! Now please stop kicking me!" I yelled back irritably.

I reluctantly opened my eyes to see Ash, in the seat across from me, positioned awkwardly with her back against both the side of the bus and her seat so that she could kick me awake. I watched as she carefully maneuvered herself back into a regular sitting position without falling off the seat. Her wrists were cuffed together in front of her, just like mine were, and that made it difficult to reposition ourselves without losing our balance.

"Are we there yet?" I yawned as I tried to sit up more properly, rubbing the sleep dirt out of my eyes. The bus was ridiculously hot and the hard leather seats were extremely uncomfortable.

"I think we just might be," Mace answered from the seat in front of me as she turned to face me. "Look outside!"

Ash and I both looked out of our own windows to see a barren desert and what looked like a million giant holes all over the place.

"What the fuck?" I asked in shock. "What are all the holes for?"

"I think that's what we're going to be doing here, Nox," Mace said, also looking a bit bewildered as she stared out the window.

"What do you mean?" I asked, curiously.

"I mean, I think we're going be digging those holes," Mace answered, matter-of-factly.

"Fuck…" I trailed off, hitting my head on the window. "This is gonna suck so much," I whined as I continued to bang my head on the glass. "The judge said this place would help us build character, not make us dig giant holes!" I exclaimed, exasperated.

"Nox, stop that. It can't be that bad…" Ash started, and then she reconsidered her choice of words. "Well, maybe after a while it won't be so bad."

"We should have never tried to escape…" I stated plainly, currently in the mood to complain.

"Well, if I had known we would have ended up here, I wouldn't have asked you to," Mace retorted. "I wouldn't have even considered it."

"How did you talk us into escaping anyway? It feels like forever ago, I don't even remember." Ash questioned, her face looking perplexed as she tried to grasp some sort of memory.

"It wasn't hard. You wanted to get out so you could see Liam and Nox wanted to get out so she could cuss out Bane for dumping her via phone call and then hanging up on her before she had a chance to react," Mace replied casually.

"Oh, right," Ash said, suddenly remembering. "I'm so glad Liam is nothing like Bane. He would never dump me like that."

I snorted, "Just you wait, Ash. You think your boy is going to stick around when he finds out you got sent to the bottom of Texas for escaping after you promised him you'd be good. He's going off to college next month and then to medical school! He's not going to want a juvenile delinquent for a girlfriend, especially not one who just keeps making trouble for herself. He's going to want to check out the girls in his coed dormitory and his classes… you know, the ones who are actually his age and who have managed to get into a good school and have never been arrested!"

"Nox, don't be so harsh," Mace stopped me, noticing the sad look in Ash's eyes.

Ash just shook her head, "He's not like that." Her words were quiet, but looking at Mace, I knew that she had heard her, too. We both knew that I was probably right about Liam, but when it happens, the last thing either of us would ever do is say, "I told you so."

All of a sudden, the bus stopped.

"Hey, I think we're here!" Mace exclaimed, excitedly. "Ugh… Finally! This bus is so stuffy that if it weren't for our windows being put down a crack, we probably would have suffocated!"

I looked out the windows to see a couple shabby old buildings and people standing around, all of them wearing orange. "Ugh, I hate orange," I muttered to myself, knowing it had never been my color.

The bus driver turned off the ignition and the guard who had been watching us the whole time quickly ushered us off of the bus.

He stood there with his rifle at the ready, next to the bus driver, as the three of us quickly got out of our seats, with our backpacks on, and Ash and I with our guitar cases, as we tried not to lose our balance due to the stupid handcuffs, and walked off the bus and out into the sun.

"Damn, I wish I'd worn my sunglasses," I said, squinting as the sunlight blinded me and my friends.

"Seriously," Ash agreed, having already forgotten about my cruelty toward her with the arrival. "Ugh, and I thought California summers were hot, this place could probably be the equivalent of Hell!"

"Fresh meat!" Some random kid called out, trying to sound tough, soon after we had exited the bus.

"Whoa! They're girls!" Another added quickly.

"Way to point out the obvious," I muttered, annoyed, not even bothered to look around to see who had said it.

Mace nudged me in the arm, "Hey, remember where we are. This is an all boys' camp."

"Yeah, well, what the judge was thinking when he decided to send us here, I'll never understand," I stated just as the guard pushed me in the back, with the butt of his shotgun, toward the first building.

I whipped my head around and growled at him, before proceeding into the ugly building with my two best friends behind me.

Inside, there was a ruddy-faced man with beady eyes, sideburns, a rather large beer belly and a cowboy hat. He had his feet up on the desk and a burlap bag full of sunflowers seeds sat next to him. He looked up at us as we came in, a glower overtaking his facial expression.

"They're a dangerous bunch," the guard spoke out, conversationally, as he handed him our files, talking about us.

"Uncuff them," the ugly man said, ignoring him as he motioned toward our wrists.

The guard slowly removed the handcuffs, stepping back from us the moment he finished and quickly walked around us to leave, while the cowboy opened up our files on the desk.

"Sit," he said, curtly, not bothering to look up at us.

There was only one chair in front of the desk and all three of us jumped for it, Ash quickly winning the moment she pulled out her claws (or just dangerously long, naturally grown nails) and Mace and I stood on either side of her.

"Noelle Taylor, Alyce Lane, and Mallory Keats," he finally spoke, looking at each of us in turn as he called off our names.

We didn't bother to respond. It's not like our files didn't come with our mug shots paperclipped to them.

"My name is Mr. Sir and you will call me by my name when you speak to me, understand?" He stated, sternly.

I snorted quietly, but covered it with a cough. Mr. Sir? What kind of name was that? It was just too funny.

Mace glared at me and then replied sweetly, "Yes, Mr. Sir."

"Good," he said, glancing at Mace and then glaring at me for a moment. "Now, this ain't no Girl Scouts' camp you're at here, you will not be given any special treatment, got it?" He asked, eyeing me again.

"Yes, Mr. Sir," Mace repeated.

"Good, now follow me," Mr. Sir quickly stood up and headed out of the building, leading us toward the next one.

*

"Hey, guess what?" X-Ray said as his tent mates, Squid and Armpit, just returned from the showers.

"What?" Squid asked as he went over to his bed to put away his towel and work clothes.

"Those girls Mom told us about at the last meeting just arrived," X-Ray grinned. "And, man, you should have seen them."

"So, they're hot?" Armpit questioned, lounging on his own cot.

"Oh, they're not just hot, they're smokin' hot!" X-Ray announced, excited.

"You serious?" Squid asked, surprised.

X-Ray nodded, "Of course, I'm serious!"

"Yeah, but you haven't seen a hot girl in, like, a year, dude. How do we know we can trust your judgment?" Armpit argued.

"I know what I saw," X-Ray defended himself. "Just you wait." He then walked out of D-Tent, headed for the Wreck Room.

"You think he's right about them being hot?" Armpit asked, nodding toward Squid.

Squid just shrugged his shoulders, "I don't know, but if he is, we'll be the luckiest guys here."

"Why's that?"

"Because Mom said that even though they will have their own tent, they'll be digging with us along with joining our meetings."

Armpit nodded, satisfied, "Well, I guess we'll find out soon enough whether or not they're hot if they're already here."

*

"Do you girls see any guard towers? Any electric fences?" Mr. Sir asked, gesturing to the area around us.

I was pretty sure we had all noticed that there was absolutely nothing stopping us from running, but Mace was the one to answer, "No, Mr. Sir." She was the best of us when it came to sucking up to adults.

"Exactly," he spoke excitedly. "If you wanna run, go ahead and run! I won't stop you! We got the only water source for a hundred miles. If you try to run, you'll be buzzard food by the end of the third day."

Damn, I thought.

"We're not going to run, Mr. Sir," Mace replied, she was trying to continue to sound sweet and innocent, but I could hear the strain this information had put in her tone of voice.

Then again, if we had tried to run away again and lived, who knows where they would have put us after that. We were sent here for a reason. Escaping was out of the question when there was no water. Of course, I think the judge went a little over the top by sending us here. I mean, that was the first time any of us had tried to escape and it was obvious that we weren't exactly experts at it, so I don't know why he was so set on sending us here when we probably wouldn't have bothered trying again anyway.

The next room we entered had a bunch of shelves loaded with orange jumpsuits, boots, and other items.

"You will wear these while you are here," he said, handing each of us two orange jumpsuits, a pair of boots, a hat, and a pair of gloves. "One jumpsuit is for work, the other is for relaxation. Every three days you're work clothes will be washed and your relaxation clothes with become your work clothes." He then took a shovel and held it up to us, "You will dig a hole every day, five foot deep and five foot in diameter. Your shovel is your measuring stick." He put the shovel back.

We just stared at him, our stuff still in our hands.

"Well, why aren't you changing into your new clothes?" He asked, irritated.

Mace spoke up again this time, "Mr. Sir, we're underage and you're obviously not. It would be considered sexual harassment for us to change in front of you."

"Listen, girly, you are in a detention facility now and what might have been considered harassment out there isn't in here."

Obviously he had not bothered to read our files or else he would have known that this wasn't our first facility.

"We're not changing in front of you," I growled angrily, taking his attention off of her. The last thing I wanted right now was some old creep watching me or my girls take our clothes off.

But before Mr. Sir could respond, another man entered the building. This one was shorter, about our height; he wore a huge, ugly hat and had way too much sun screen caked on his nose. "Noelle, Alyce, and Mallory?"

"That's us," I answered, frowning skeptically at this new fool.

"Welcome to Camp Green Lake! I'm Mr. Pendanski and I'll be your counselor while you're here. Now, I just want you girls to know that you may have done some bad things but that does not make you a bad person. I respect each and every one of you," he spoke, looking at each of us in turn.

How many times did it take him before he could say all of that in one breath?

It was obvious by the fake smile on his face and the mocking tone of his voice that, even though he probably said that to everyone, he hadn't meant it in a long time. He thought we were criminals and we were here because we belonged here.

"Cut the bullshit already," Ash finally spoke out, also looking at this man disdainfully. Of course, she was still bored from before, because she was Ash… and Ash was almost always bored.

Pendanski stared at her for a moment in astonishment before going right back to his speech, "Now, it's talk like that, that got you here in the first place, Alyce, but I'm here to help you change so that you'll be fit to return to society when your time comes."

"Well, from what I understand," Ash started, stepping up and looking at this idiot straight in the eye, "it was my actions that got me here in the first place, not my speech, and my time is up in eighteen months whether you manage to change me or not."

From what we learned from a couple of the girls at the Ward (after we were re-detained, we were returned to the Ward to wait for the judge's final decision and, later, for Camp Green Lake to send its own proper mode of transportation), everyone who got sent to Camp Green Lake was there for eighteen months, no matter the crime. The Warden here wouldn't keep anyone for longer than that. But the truth of the matter is that even after a single month here (let alone a full year and a half), no one would want to get in trouble ever again, and if they did… they'd be screaming for juvy.

Pendanski faltered again; apparently none of the other delinquents have ever been so rude to him. "Follow me, girls," he said, unhappily, and led us back out into the sun.

He pointed to the two other buildings, "There's the Mess Hall and the Rec Room." Then he pointed to the showers, "The Warden has had two shower stalls installed for you so that you can shower in privacy."

"Thank God," I muttered as I looked over at the "showers." There were the boys' showers, which only went up to their waists. The girls' showers were probably tall enough so that nobody would be able to see even the top of our heads.

"Now, I want you to meet D-Tent. I'm their counselor, too. Now, don't worry, they are all very respectable boys and I'm sure they'll be willing to help you get settled here."

"Look, fool, just show us where our tent is already and leave us the fuck alone," I yelled at him, stomping my foot in the dirt.

I was tired, I was hungry, and I was irritable. I didn't want to listen to this idiot talk for another minute.

Mr. Pendanski turned around to stare at me for a moment (probably surprised that it wasn't Ash telling him off this time) and then pointed at the second to last tent, "That's G-Tent; you'll be sleeping there. I'll just go round up some of the D-Tent boys and bring them to you in a couple minutes."

"You do that," I replied, smartly, as I headed for our tent with my girls in tow.

"G-Tent? How original," Ash commented.

"Seriously," I agreed as we entered the green canvas tent with a huge G at the top.

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Well, I've already said enough so I'm not going to say anymore. PLEASE leave a review and let me know if you liked it or not! Xoxo.

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