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Bittersweet.
Chapter 1: First of Many Girls to Come
I didn't mean to kill him. It just sort of . . . happened. I wouldn't have stabbed him if he had just left me alone. Accepted that I didn't want to be with him anymore. I didn't want to let him hurt me. It's funny, you know, that now that he's gone, the only memories I have left of him are the bruises and scratches all over my body from the countless times he beat me. I burned everything else. Photos, gifts he'd given me, notes. Not that I mind him being dead. In fact, the only problem with it is that he can't suffer the way that I did. If I had actually intended to kill him, I would have made sure that he died a slow, painful death, to make up for all the damn abuse I put up with. So now, here I am, sitting at the very back of a dusty school bus, in the middle of nowhere on my way to Camp Green Lake, some juvenile correctional facility for boys. Yeah, boys. It would probably help if I was one. My name is Shayena Richards. I have long, wavy dirty blonde hair and blue-green eyes. I am 15 years old, and I'm on my way to a juvenile correctional facility for killing my abusive ex-boyfriend, Kenny. The judge had informed me that the warden of the camp was looking to make it co-ed, and that I was the first of many girls. I feel so damn special. Bittersweet. That's the one word most people would use to describe me. I either like you or I don't. You're my friend or my enemy. The bus pulls up to the camp, and the guard comes over to me, unlocking my hand cuffs and pulling me up rather roughly by the arm. Standing outside is a strange looking man with sideburns that is chewing on sunflower seeds.
"Hey guys, look, fresh meat." X-ray says, nodding toward the yellow school bus pulling up to the camp.
"All right. Hopefully he'll be in our tent. Easier to torture that way," Zigzag comments. "Wait, what if he's working for the government?"
"Why do you guys insist on giving the new guys a hard time?" Caveman asks, ignoring Zigzag and his paranoia. He understood what it was like to be 'fresh meat' and be made fun of.
"Chill, Caveman. We only torture 'em until they get a nickname." Magnet replies, his Hispanic accent thick.
"Yeah. Besides, if we don't show them a hard time, how are they gonna learn to respect us?" Squid adds on, smirking at his friend.
"Exactly." X-ray agrees, nodding his head.
"So, you're the first girl. Welcome to Camp Green Lake. My name is Mr. Sir. When you speak to me, that is how you'll address me. Do you find my name funny?" Mr. Sir glares at me. Probably because I am openly laughing at his name. But, do you blame me? I mean, his name is obviously not real.
"Yes, Mr. Sir. I do happen to find your name funny," I reply. He narrows his eyes more. He probably thinks he can intimidate me by staring me down. I don't like it when people underestimate me. "Something in your eye, Mr. Sir?" He just shakes his head and spits the shell of his sunflower seed out. It lands on one of my boots, and I feel my anger rising. I know he aimed it at me. So, I turn around and spit on his boots, then I look up at him. I can't really tell if he's angry or not. He has this blank expression on his face. I feel the corners of my mouth curve up into a smirk, and he returns it.
"I think you're going to fit in just fine around here."
"Shayena Richards? My name is Dr. Pendanski. I will be your councilor here at Camp Green Lake. I just want you to know, you may have done some bad things, but that does not make you a bad person. I respect you, Shayena," I just roll my eyes at this. This guy is really short, and he's wearing too much suntan lotion on his nose. "You will be in D-tent. Do you know what the D stands for?" I shrug.
"Dumbasses?"
"Now, there's no need for that kind of language. The D stands for diligence. Ah, here are some of your tent-mates now. This is Rex, Stanley, Alan and Ricky."
"Man, our names are- oh my God it's a girl!" Some black kid with glasses shouts out. The three boys standing next to him turn around, staring at me with wide-eyes.
"Oh, yes, we forgot to tell you. We are becoming co-ed. Shayna here is the first of many girls to come." Pendanski replies. I smirk at the boys, who continue to stare at me. I cross my arms over my chest when one of them looks a little to low for comfort. Finally, the kid with glasses recovers.
"My name is X-ray. That's Caveman, Squid, and Zigzag." I nod and then roll my eyes as the boys just keep staring at me.
"I brought a camera. Wanna take a picture?" This seems to snap the boys out of their daze, and they all laugh softly.
"Sorry," Caveman says. "None of us have seen a girl in a while."
"Well I guess that's gonna change now." I reply.
"Boys, show Shayena to the tent. Her stuff is already in her crate. I'll see you all tonight at our counseling session." I stare after Pendanski as he walks off, leaving me with four very horny teenage boys. I raise my eyebrows expectantly and X-ray turns around, motioning for me to follow him.
"Man, that new guy is a girl!" Zigzag shouts, running into the wreck room.
"What?" Zero asks. He talked a lot more now, since Stanley started talking to him, everyone was a lot nicer.
"Yeah! She's a hottie too." Zigzag replies, leaning against the pool table.
"I gotta see this with my own eyes." Twitch says. They head for the tent.
"So, Shayena, What'd ya do?" Squid asks, leaning against my cot as I sit on top of it, rummaging through my backpack.
"I killed my ex-boyfriend," I mumble in response, finally finding my CD player and pulling it out. I laugh softly when Squid backs up a bit and all the boys stare at me in shock, something I was now used to.. "In self defense." I add on. The guys seem to relax a bit.
"So, he was like, hurting you or something?" Twitch asks, laying back on his cot. I sigh.
"Or something." I reply. I was hoping they would take the hint and stop asking me questions. It was a touchy subject that I was not in the mood to talk about. I didn't want to remember. Thankfully, the tent flap opens and Pendanksi walks in for our counseling session. I like all the guys, I just don't know if I can trust them. I trusted Kenny with all my heart, and look where that got me.
End of chapter one. Sorry so short. I will get the next chapter up soon. Please review. I'm not sure who Shayena is gonna end up with. It depends on how the story plays out.
Bittersweet.
Chapter 1: First of Many Girls to Come
I didn't mean to kill him. It just sort of . . . happened. I wouldn't have stabbed him if he had just left me alone. Accepted that I didn't want to be with him anymore. I didn't want to let him hurt me. It's funny, you know, that now that he's gone, the only memories I have left of him are the bruises and scratches all over my body from the countless times he beat me. I burned everything else. Photos, gifts he'd given me, notes. Not that I mind him being dead. In fact, the only problem with it is that he can't suffer the way that I did. If I had actually intended to kill him, I would have made sure that he died a slow, painful death, to make up for all the damn abuse I put up with. So now, here I am, sitting at the very back of a dusty school bus, in the middle of nowhere on my way to Camp Green Lake, some juvenile correctional facility for boys. Yeah, boys. It would probably help if I was one. My name is Shayena Richards. I have long, wavy dirty blonde hair and blue-green eyes. I am 15 years old, and I'm on my way to a juvenile correctional facility for killing my abusive ex-boyfriend, Kenny. The judge had informed me that the warden of the camp was looking to make it co-ed, and that I was the first of many girls. I feel so damn special. Bittersweet. That's the one word most people would use to describe me. I either like you or I don't. You're my friend or my enemy. The bus pulls up to the camp, and the guard comes over to me, unlocking my hand cuffs and pulling me up rather roughly by the arm. Standing outside is a strange looking man with sideburns that is chewing on sunflower seeds.
"Hey guys, look, fresh meat." X-ray says, nodding toward the yellow school bus pulling up to the camp.
"All right. Hopefully he'll be in our tent. Easier to torture that way," Zigzag comments. "Wait, what if he's working for the government?"
"Why do you guys insist on giving the new guys a hard time?" Caveman asks, ignoring Zigzag and his paranoia. He understood what it was like to be 'fresh meat' and be made fun of.
"Chill, Caveman. We only torture 'em until they get a nickname." Magnet replies, his Hispanic accent thick.
"Yeah. Besides, if we don't show them a hard time, how are they gonna learn to respect us?" Squid adds on, smirking at his friend.
"Exactly." X-ray agrees, nodding his head.
"So, you're the first girl. Welcome to Camp Green Lake. My name is Mr. Sir. When you speak to me, that is how you'll address me. Do you find my name funny?" Mr. Sir glares at me. Probably because I am openly laughing at his name. But, do you blame me? I mean, his name is obviously not real.
"Yes, Mr. Sir. I do happen to find your name funny," I reply. He narrows his eyes more. He probably thinks he can intimidate me by staring me down. I don't like it when people underestimate me. "Something in your eye, Mr. Sir?" He just shakes his head and spits the shell of his sunflower seed out. It lands on one of my boots, and I feel my anger rising. I know he aimed it at me. So, I turn around and spit on his boots, then I look up at him. I can't really tell if he's angry or not. He has this blank expression on his face. I feel the corners of my mouth curve up into a smirk, and he returns it.
"I think you're going to fit in just fine around here."
"Shayena Richards? My name is Dr. Pendanski. I will be your councilor here at Camp Green Lake. I just want you to know, you may have done some bad things, but that does not make you a bad person. I respect you, Shayena," I just roll my eyes at this. This guy is really short, and he's wearing too much suntan lotion on his nose. "You will be in D-tent. Do you know what the D stands for?" I shrug.
"Dumbasses?"
"Now, there's no need for that kind of language. The D stands for diligence. Ah, here are some of your tent-mates now. This is Rex, Stanley, Alan and Ricky."
"Man, our names are- oh my God it's a girl!" Some black kid with glasses shouts out. The three boys standing next to him turn around, staring at me with wide-eyes.
"Oh, yes, we forgot to tell you. We are becoming co-ed. Shayna here is the first of many girls to come." Pendanski replies. I smirk at the boys, who continue to stare at me. I cross my arms over my chest when one of them looks a little to low for comfort. Finally, the kid with glasses recovers.
"My name is X-ray. That's Caveman, Squid, and Zigzag." I nod and then roll my eyes as the boys just keep staring at me.
"I brought a camera. Wanna take a picture?" This seems to snap the boys out of their daze, and they all laugh softly.
"Sorry," Caveman says. "None of us have seen a girl in a while."
"Well I guess that's gonna change now." I reply.
"Boys, show Shayena to the tent. Her stuff is already in her crate. I'll see you all tonight at our counseling session." I stare after Pendanski as he walks off, leaving me with four very horny teenage boys. I raise my eyebrows expectantly and X-ray turns around, motioning for me to follow him.
"Man, that new guy is a girl!" Zigzag shouts, running into the wreck room.
"What?" Zero asks. He talked a lot more now, since Stanley started talking to him, everyone was a lot nicer.
"Yeah! She's a hottie too." Zigzag replies, leaning against the pool table.
"I gotta see this with my own eyes." Twitch says. They head for the tent.
"So, Shayena, What'd ya do?" Squid asks, leaning against my cot as I sit on top of it, rummaging through my backpack.
"I killed my ex-boyfriend," I mumble in response, finally finding my CD player and pulling it out. I laugh softly when Squid backs up a bit and all the boys stare at me in shock, something I was now used to.. "In self defense." I add on. The guys seem to relax a bit.
"So, he was like, hurting you or something?" Twitch asks, laying back on his cot. I sigh.
"Or something." I reply. I was hoping they would take the hint and stop asking me questions. It was a touchy subject that I was not in the mood to talk about. I didn't want to remember. Thankfully, the tent flap opens and Pendanksi walks in for our counseling session. I like all the guys, I just don't know if I can trust them. I trusted Kenny with all my heart, and look where that got me.
End of chapter one. Sorry so short. I will get the next chapter up soon. Please review. I'm not sure who Shayena is gonna end up with. It depends on how the story plays out.