A/N: Hello! I'm Shae, and this is my second fic on here! My other one seems
to be a dud already. (Wah!) I went and saw the movie, and I LUVED IT! I
think Shia is hot. MINE *grabs imaginary Shia and hugs him* But, sadly,
he's not in this chapter (boohoo!). I'll try to work him into the next
chappie. I like lizards.
Summary: Willa is a tough girl, so tough, that no girls' camp can hold her. She has no friends and lives a life of crime. She is then sent to Camp Greenlake and there she meets the D-tent boys. Will she find true friends, and maybe even more?
Rating: PG-13 for mild language.
Pairing: Not telling! Read for yourself and guess!
Feedback: Yes
Willa Brown surveyed the land outside of the bus window. The guard warned her that she wouldn't see green grass for a long time. The Camp that she was going to, Camp Greenlake was located in the middle of a desert. It was also a boy's camp. The judge had decided that a girls' camp might be too easy on her. She looked towards the front of the bus at the guard's rifle and wondered if he really would shoot her if she did something crazy. She decided not to find out and instead leaned against the window and fell asleep.
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The bus ran over a boulder, causing Willa to wake up. She looked out the window, and for a moment she thought that she was on a different planet. Hundreds of holes covered the ground like meteors had crashed upon the earth and caused craters. She saw several boys in orange uniforms digging holes, only their upper-bodies could be seen, as their holes must have been very deep. The bus came to a stop in front of a trashy looking cabin. Willa grabbed her belongings and clutched them to her chest. She followed the guard out of the bus and into the cabin. A sour faced man was sitting behind the desk.
"So. You're Willa Brown, eh?" the man said. She nodded, glaring slightly. "Don't give me that look, missy!" Her glare faltered and she settled with a blank look. "That's better," the man said, picking up some papers "It says here on your records that you've been caught stealing nearly sixteen times, and a few weeks ago, you were arrested a for chasing your stepmother with a butcher knife. Is that right?" Willa nodded again.
"That's right." She said. The man lit up a cigarette.
"That's right, eh? I don't like the looks of you. Here at Camp Greenlake, we won't take no trash from you. Understood?" He said, raising his eyebrows.
"Yeh." Willa said dully. The man stood up, walked over to the other side of the desk and stood in front of Willa.
"Like I said, we ain't gonna take trash from you, so ya might as well quit that now. From now on whenever I asks you's a question, you'll respond 'Yes, Mr. Sir,' like a good little girl. Got it?"
"Yes, Mr. S-sir." Willa said, trying to hide the laugh that threatened to escape her. Mr. Sir rose to his full height and blew a cloud of smoke in her face.
"Think my name's funny, huh? HUH?!" Mr. Sir said, a vein throbbing in his temple.
"No, Mr. Sir."
"Better not. Follow me, and we'll get yeh a uniform." He led her out of the cabin and across the grounds towards an even larger cabin. A few boys were sitting on the porch of the cabin, and when they saw her they immediately broke into whispers. She ignored them and walked into the side door that Mr. Sir had gone through. There were several shelves with piles of dirty orange outfits. Mr. Sir tossed her a uniform.
"This is your work uniform." He tossed her another one. "That's for relaxation. When yer work ones get dirty, yeh put 'em in the wash and then the other 'uns become your work clothes." Willa looked disgustedly at a large brown stain on one uniform.
"Gross, huh? Don't worry, that's just mud-I think." Mr. Sir said, puffing his cigarette and obviously enjoying her disgusted facial expressions. A voice sounded behind them, and she turned to see a short man wearing a large-rimmed hat and a strip of sun block smothered on his nose.
"Hello! I'm Mr. Pendanski! I'm a counselor here, and I believe in giving you a second chance!!" The short man said, giving a goofy smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Sir roll hid eyes.
"Umm . . . that's nice, Mr. Pendanski." Willa said awkwardly. Mr. Pendanski looked absolutely delighted.
"Come with me, I'll show you your tent. You'll have one to your own, don't worry." She followed Mr. Pendanski out of the cabin and he led her to a small one-man tent a little ways off from a tent marked "D." "I'll leave you alone so you can change into your uniform. But hurry up-I'm gonna introduce you to the boys!" Willa nodded and stepped into the tent. She set her stuff down and picked up a uniform. She grimaced, for it was the one with the brown stain.
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A few minutes later Willa exited her tent. She had not gone more than two steps when she bumped into someone. He was taller than her (most boys were) and he had piercing eyes and was wearing a do-rag on his head. Surprise flashed in his eyes and he turned his head to call to his friend.
"Yo, X!" He yelled to his friend who was a few feet away. The other boy walked over and froze when he saw Willa he looked her over before speaking.
"Who're you and why are you here?" He said, eyeing her curiously.
"I'm Willa Brown, and I got sent here 'cuz the damn judge said that a girls' camp wasn't tough enough for me." Willa said, looking behind them at three other boys who were behind them. She then noticed that there was a fourth one that was standing behind the others. He must have been the shortest and smallest of them all.
"Hmm. What'd you do to get sent here?" The boy with the do-rag said.
"Well, I was sent here because I chased my step mom with a knife, but I got caught stealing sixteen times." She replied. Everyone exchanged glances with each other. The short boy was staring at her in a dazed way.
"Sixteen times? Whoa, chica!" One boy said. She looked over to him.
"Who're you?" She said.
"Call me Magnet. I am the master thief of Camp Greenlake!" He replied. The other boys rolled their eyes.
"Really." Willa said, rolling her eyes too "And who are the rest of you guys?"
"I'm Zigzag." A boy with crazy hair said.
"I'm Armpit." A chubby boy said.
"Barf-bag." A boy in a baseball cap said.
"X-ray." The boy with the large glasses in front of Willa said.
"S-squid." The boy with the do-rag said. Zigzag let out a snort at Squid's stutter. Willa looked towards the short boy, expecting him to introduce himself, but he didn't say anything. He merely looked at her with a steady gaze. X-ray saw what she was looking at.
"Oh-that's Zero. He never talks." X-ray said. Willa nodded just as Mr. Pendanski came up.
"Oh good! You've already met! Time for dinner, let's head down to the Mess Hall!" Mr. Pendanski said. They all filed into the Mess Hall and got into line.
"Beans." The guy behind the counter said unenthusiastically as he plopped a pile onto Willa's tray. She looked at him disgustedly before moving on.
Willa got out of line and began her search for a table. Magnet waved at her.
"Hey, Chica! Over here!" He said. She walked over and slid into the seat between him and Squid. Willa didn't see, but Zigzag snorted at Squid, who had shifted in his seat when Willa had sat next to him.
"Why were you chasing your mom around with a knife?" Armpit asked, curious.
"She's my step mom. She was being a bitch and she was saying shit about my real mom. My stupid stepsister was the one that called the fuzz." Willa said, her eyes turning cold at the memories.
"Fuzz?" X-ray said.
"Cops. We call the cops The Fuzz in my hometown."
"Where are you from?" Barf bag asked.
"Tulsa." Squid looked over at Willa and was surprised to see the coldness in her eyes. Things were quiet at the table until Willa's spoon clattered onto her tray.
"What's wrong, Willa?" Zigzag asked, looking slightly worried. Willa gestured to the beans on her tray.
"I can't eat this shit!" She said, wiping her mouth on her napkin. The boys looked at her, amused.
"Think she's gonna barf?" Armpit whispered to Zigzag. He shrugged.
"I don't know-but if she does, she can be another Barf-bag." Zigzag said, laughing. Instead of barfing as they expected her to, she took great big gulps of her water. Then she just sat there panting. X-ray started laughing, and soon everyone else but Willa, Squid and Zero were laughing. Zero and Squid were looking at Willa sympathetically, and when Willa was aware of their scrutiny, she smiled at them. The others soon calmed down and stopped laughing.
P-f-f-f-t.
"EEEWWW!! ARMPIT!" Magnet exclaimed, standing up.
"It wasn't me!" Armpit said. The others made noises of disgust and hurried away from the table.
"Damn. Why didn't y'all just call him Stink?" Willa said, waving her hand in front of her face.
"Hmm. We hadn't thought of that." X-ray said thoughtfully.
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"-And this is the TV-"
"Okay, Ziggy, she knows it's a TV, she don't need telling!" Squid said. Zigzag raised an eyebrow and burst into one of his giggle fits. Squid turned red much to his dismay, and X-ray smiled in silent understanding.
"Damn it!" Willa said, cursing at the TV. Barf-bag adjusted the antennae and banged the top of the television with his fist.
"Ta-daaaaa!" He exclaimed, looking pleased with himself as an image of the Three Stooges came on the screen. Shortly after, it changed back to static. Armpit snorted. Willa blinked at the screen.
"Five months here without a working TV? Hell, this ain't gonna work!" She exclaimed.
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AMEN TO THAT, SISTA! Lol. So, did ya like it? Review please, and until next time:
~Shae advises you to not eat too much beans, for they stink and make foul things . . . well, they just stink. V_V;; Bye.~
Summary: Willa is a tough girl, so tough, that no girls' camp can hold her. She has no friends and lives a life of crime. She is then sent to Camp Greenlake and there she meets the D-tent boys. Will she find true friends, and maybe even more?
Rating: PG-13 for mild language.
Pairing: Not telling! Read for yourself and guess!
Feedback: Yes
Willa Brown surveyed the land outside of the bus window. The guard warned her that she wouldn't see green grass for a long time. The Camp that she was going to, Camp Greenlake was located in the middle of a desert. It was also a boy's camp. The judge had decided that a girls' camp might be too easy on her. She looked towards the front of the bus at the guard's rifle and wondered if he really would shoot her if she did something crazy. She decided not to find out and instead leaned against the window and fell asleep.
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The bus ran over a boulder, causing Willa to wake up. She looked out the window, and for a moment she thought that she was on a different planet. Hundreds of holes covered the ground like meteors had crashed upon the earth and caused craters. She saw several boys in orange uniforms digging holes, only their upper-bodies could be seen, as their holes must have been very deep. The bus came to a stop in front of a trashy looking cabin. Willa grabbed her belongings and clutched them to her chest. She followed the guard out of the bus and into the cabin. A sour faced man was sitting behind the desk.
"So. You're Willa Brown, eh?" the man said. She nodded, glaring slightly. "Don't give me that look, missy!" Her glare faltered and she settled with a blank look. "That's better," the man said, picking up some papers "It says here on your records that you've been caught stealing nearly sixteen times, and a few weeks ago, you were arrested a for chasing your stepmother with a butcher knife. Is that right?" Willa nodded again.
"That's right." She said. The man lit up a cigarette.
"That's right, eh? I don't like the looks of you. Here at Camp Greenlake, we won't take no trash from you. Understood?" He said, raising his eyebrows.
"Yeh." Willa said dully. The man stood up, walked over to the other side of the desk and stood in front of Willa.
"Like I said, we ain't gonna take trash from you, so ya might as well quit that now. From now on whenever I asks you's a question, you'll respond 'Yes, Mr. Sir,' like a good little girl. Got it?"
"Yes, Mr. S-sir." Willa said, trying to hide the laugh that threatened to escape her. Mr. Sir rose to his full height and blew a cloud of smoke in her face.
"Think my name's funny, huh? HUH?!" Mr. Sir said, a vein throbbing in his temple.
"No, Mr. Sir."
"Better not. Follow me, and we'll get yeh a uniform." He led her out of the cabin and across the grounds towards an even larger cabin. A few boys were sitting on the porch of the cabin, and when they saw her they immediately broke into whispers. She ignored them and walked into the side door that Mr. Sir had gone through. There were several shelves with piles of dirty orange outfits. Mr. Sir tossed her a uniform.
"This is your work uniform." He tossed her another one. "That's for relaxation. When yer work ones get dirty, yeh put 'em in the wash and then the other 'uns become your work clothes." Willa looked disgustedly at a large brown stain on one uniform.
"Gross, huh? Don't worry, that's just mud-I think." Mr. Sir said, puffing his cigarette and obviously enjoying her disgusted facial expressions. A voice sounded behind them, and she turned to see a short man wearing a large-rimmed hat and a strip of sun block smothered on his nose.
"Hello! I'm Mr. Pendanski! I'm a counselor here, and I believe in giving you a second chance!!" The short man said, giving a goofy smile. Out of the corner of her eye, she saw Mr. Sir roll hid eyes.
"Umm . . . that's nice, Mr. Pendanski." Willa said awkwardly. Mr. Pendanski looked absolutely delighted.
"Come with me, I'll show you your tent. You'll have one to your own, don't worry." She followed Mr. Pendanski out of the cabin and he led her to a small one-man tent a little ways off from a tent marked "D." "I'll leave you alone so you can change into your uniform. But hurry up-I'm gonna introduce you to the boys!" Willa nodded and stepped into the tent. She set her stuff down and picked up a uniform. She grimaced, for it was the one with the brown stain.
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A few minutes later Willa exited her tent. She had not gone more than two steps when she bumped into someone. He was taller than her (most boys were) and he had piercing eyes and was wearing a do-rag on his head. Surprise flashed in his eyes and he turned his head to call to his friend.
"Yo, X!" He yelled to his friend who was a few feet away. The other boy walked over and froze when he saw Willa he looked her over before speaking.
"Who're you and why are you here?" He said, eyeing her curiously.
"I'm Willa Brown, and I got sent here 'cuz the damn judge said that a girls' camp wasn't tough enough for me." Willa said, looking behind them at three other boys who were behind them. She then noticed that there was a fourth one that was standing behind the others. He must have been the shortest and smallest of them all.
"Hmm. What'd you do to get sent here?" The boy with the do-rag said.
"Well, I was sent here because I chased my step mom with a knife, but I got caught stealing sixteen times." She replied. Everyone exchanged glances with each other. The short boy was staring at her in a dazed way.
"Sixteen times? Whoa, chica!" One boy said. She looked over to him.
"Who're you?" She said.
"Call me Magnet. I am the master thief of Camp Greenlake!" He replied. The other boys rolled their eyes.
"Really." Willa said, rolling her eyes too "And who are the rest of you guys?"
"I'm Zigzag." A boy with crazy hair said.
"I'm Armpit." A chubby boy said.
"Barf-bag." A boy in a baseball cap said.
"X-ray." The boy with the large glasses in front of Willa said.
"S-squid." The boy with the do-rag said. Zigzag let out a snort at Squid's stutter. Willa looked towards the short boy, expecting him to introduce himself, but he didn't say anything. He merely looked at her with a steady gaze. X-ray saw what she was looking at.
"Oh-that's Zero. He never talks." X-ray said. Willa nodded just as Mr. Pendanski came up.
"Oh good! You've already met! Time for dinner, let's head down to the Mess Hall!" Mr. Pendanski said. They all filed into the Mess Hall and got into line.
"Beans." The guy behind the counter said unenthusiastically as he plopped a pile onto Willa's tray. She looked at him disgustedly before moving on.
Willa got out of line and began her search for a table. Magnet waved at her.
"Hey, Chica! Over here!" He said. She walked over and slid into the seat between him and Squid. Willa didn't see, but Zigzag snorted at Squid, who had shifted in his seat when Willa had sat next to him.
"Why were you chasing your mom around with a knife?" Armpit asked, curious.
"She's my step mom. She was being a bitch and she was saying shit about my real mom. My stupid stepsister was the one that called the fuzz." Willa said, her eyes turning cold at the memories.
"Fuzz?" X-ray said.
"Cops. We call the cops The Fuzz in my hometown."
"Where are you from?" Barf bag asked.
"Tulsa." Squid looked over at Willa and was surprised to see the coldness in her eyes. Things were quiet at the table until Willa's spoon clattered onto her tray.
"What's wrong, Willa?" Zigzag asked, looking slightly worried. Willa gestured to the beans on her tray.
"I can't eat this shit!" She said, wiping her mouth on her napkin. The boys looked at her, amused.
"Think she's gonna barf?" Armpit whispered to Zigzag. He shrugged.
"I don't know-but if she does, she can be another Barf-bag." Zigzag said, laughing. Instead of barfing as they expected her to, she took great big gulps of her water. Then she just sat there panting. X-ray started laughing, and soon everyone else but Willa, Squid and Zero were laughing. Zero and Squid were looking at Willa sympathetically, and when Willa was aware of their scrutiny, she smiled at them. The others soon calmed down and stopped laughing.
P-f-f-f-t.
"EEEWWW!! ARMPIT!" Magnet exclaimed, standing up.
"It wasn't me!" Armpit said. The others made noises of disgust and hurried away from the table.
"Damn. Why didn't y'all just call him Stink?" Willa said, waving her hand in front of her face.
"Hmm. We hadn't thought of that." X-ray said thoughtfully.
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"-And this is the TV-"
"Okay, Ziggy, she knows it's a TV, she don't need telling!" Squid said. Zigzag raised an eyebrow and burst into one of his giggle fits. Squid turned red much to his dismay, and X-ray smiled in silent understanding.
"Damn it!" Willa said, cursing at the TV. Barf-bag adjusted the antennae and banged the top of the television with his fist.
"Ta-daaaaa!" He exclaimed, looking pleased with himself as an image of the Three Stooges came on the screen. Shortly after, it changed back to static. Armpit snorted. Willa blinked at the screen.
"Five months here without a working TV? Hell, this ain't gonna work!" She exclaimed.
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AMEN TO THAT, SISTA! Lol. So, did ya like it? Review please, and until next time:
~Shae advises you to not eat too much beans, for they stink and make foul things . . . well, they just stink. V_V;; Bye.~