A/N: Hey, I finally put up my new Holes story. I hope those of you remembering 'Meg' like it. I have been working non stop, and I think you'll enjoy my twist of the plot. Thanks again so much for reading.
Disclaimer: I always forget to do this little diddy. I don't own any of the Holes characters but I do own the girls from Camp Brown Tree.
Notes: Flashbacks will be marked with a (*), alright? Oh, and if you are sensitive to cursing…there is a lot of it, so I am warning you now.
Rating: PG-15 (Heh heh…)
Chapter 1:
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Meg frowned as the morning trumpet sounded. She heard whimpering from the cot to the left of hers.
Forge shot up, babbling something about 'tea and scrumpets' and scratched her shoulder length electric pink hair.
"Forge, shut the mouth, please." Dolly threw a pillow at her friend from across the tent.
Meg blinked several times and pulled her auburn hair into a high pony tail to keep it from bothering her during the heat of the day.
"Say, Meggy Poo, it's time for breakfast." A Latino boy from the opening of the tent said, keeping his eyes on the cot nearest the tent flaps.
A girl with dark brown hair and hazel eyes emerged from it, stretching her arms above her head. She opened her eyes to see him poking through the flaps and screamed.
"Son of a bitch!" She yelled and threw her pillow at him.
He caught it and grinned devilishly at her. "Good morning to you too, love."
"Get out!" Hairpin screamed.
Magnet started to laugh and stepped out of the tent, leaving the girls to stare at Hairpin.
Phat broke the silence and spoke as she checked her dark skin for any new bug bites. "He loves you."
Hairpin narrowed her eyes at her African American friend and got out of her cot reluctantly.
Meg stood up and stretched, looking at the rest of the cots. Only two others were asleep. She shuffled towards the closest cot and shook the youngest girl with light brown hair and her wide violet eyes opened immediately.
"Mornin Meg." She said groggily and tried blinking the sleep out of her eyes.
"Morning Lucy." Meg smiled and shuffled to the second cot and shook the girl for quite a while until she finally woke up.
"Two minutes is all I'm asking." The girl held two fingers up in front of Meg's face.
"Sorry D.Q." Meg took hold of her fingers and set them down on her cot. "We have to go to breakfast now."
D.Q. grumbled and sat up hesitantly and stared at Meg with big blue eyes.
"Nu-uh." Meg stood up from her bed. "I am not falling for that one."
"Damn it." D.Q. said and scratched her dark brown head of hair while she glared at the floor.
Meg blinked her dark brown eyes and walked over to her box to get her disgusting orange jumpsuit on.
It had been two weeks since she and her friends had entered Camp Green Lake after having their own Camp Brown Tree infested with poisonous lizards. It got so bad that no one could live there after twelve girls were bitten and sent to the hospital.
Meg was surprised at how much better it was at Green Lake. They allowed a minute more for showing than they did at the girls camp and Brown Tree didn't even have a Wreck Room.
Digging holes turned out to be incredibly hard, but the girls slowly started to get used to it. At their old camp, they were sent off into the woods to chop for wood all day. There was no particular reason for doing so, because they were expected to do it from four in the morning to eight o'clock at night.
Meg sighed and remembered that first day two weeks ago when they stepped off the bus and into a whole new world.
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"Mom! It's almost dinnertime and you said they'd be here by now!" X-Ray came up with the rest of D-Tent behind him.
"Hold your horses, Rex…they should be here any minute." Mr. Pendanski said, watching the horizon for any sign of a school bus packed with female juvenile delinquents.
X-Ray huffed and folded his arms across his chest impatiently. He wanted to see some girls, and he wanted to see them now.
"There! Look!" Barfbag pointed straight ahead.
Mr. Pendanski wiped his sweaty brow in relief.
The D-Tent boys smiled. Even Zero, who was hoping to meet an intellectual girl to talk to, thought he highly doubted it.
The bus pulled closer and closer and the boys were counting down the seconds before 40 teenage girls pulled up to their camp.
More guys came out of their tents and the Wreck Room to see the bus full of girls loom closer.
Mr. Sir stepped out of the Warden's air-conditioned cabin and stood in front of the boys to start a lecture.
"There will be groups of eight girls to each second tent who will either be in tent A2, B2, C2, D2, or E2. As you can see, there are tents set up directly behind each of your tents but that doesn't mean you girl scouts can start any funny business."
Many of the boys made sounds of agreement although they highly questioned whether they would stay away from the girls.
"You will explain the digging procedure and make sure that each girl gets it right. It is your job to make sure that they do not mess up or else it will be your asses." Mr. Sir stopped and glared at all of the boys before turning around as the bus pulled to a stop.
The doors opened and off stepped a burly blonde woman in her mid-thirties with a clipboard. She started to discuss things with Mr. Sir in hushed voices. Her piercing eyes rested on many of the boys before turning back to Mr. Sir.
Finally she turned and lazily walked to the doors of the bus and stopped. She squinted down at her clipboard and began.
"Tent A!" She yelled and read off names as eight girls came out of the bus one by one.
Squid became more restless as they watched each tent of boys wiggle their eyebrows at each other as they were introduced to the girls with the same tent letter.
"Finally." Magnet groaned, beginning to feel like her was going to have a hernia if the lady hadn't called out 'Tent D'.
"Margaret Moore."
"That's Meg, Janice." A girl about 5'8 walked off the bus with red hair in two loose braids. Her dark brown eyes rested on Tent D before exhaling and leaning against the bus with her arms folded across her chest. She wore loose courdoroys and a tight white tee shirt.
Squid squinted at her, confused. She looked completely harmless until one looked into her eyes. They seemed to be holding back a troubled past.
"Don't call me Janice, Margaret." The lady with the clipboard said lazily.
The redhead raised her eyebrows. "Don't call me Margaret, Janice." She said simply. Her tone of voice was neither mad or challenging, just surprisingly calm.
"Whatever." Janice muttered. "Maria Bening."
A dirty blonde haired girl about the same height walked out of the bus. She wore brown glasses that matched her eyes and smiled a little at the boys in front of her.
"Kelsey Myers."
Off walked a girl with dark brown shoulder length hair and big clear blue eyes. She had on a huge green sweatshirt and dirty brown shoes. She grinned brightly and joined the other two girls from her tent against the bus before she started to talk to them about something or the other.
"Shut up." Janice said in a bored tone and turned back to her clipboard. "Jessie Reuben."
A short girl who seemed to be the youngest yet hopped off the bus. Her wide violet eyes blinked at them and she blew a strand of light brown hair out her face.
The lady rolled her eyes and sighed as she read the fifth name off the list. "Cassie Jaffe."
Barfbag almost collapsed when he saw the next girl walk off the bus. She was only about 5'5, but she looked like an angel in his opinion. No one else seemed to be as fazed by the girl with golden ringlets and small gold ring in her nose as he was.
"Gloria Murphy."
An African American girl walked out who had honey brown eyes and long eyelashes. She wore a gold necklace with her nickname, 'Phat', etched in.
"Laura Finch." Janice sighed.
A girl about an inch shorter than Meg with bright pink hair came bounding off the bus. She had on tattered Levis and a wife beater and kicked the dirt in front of her with her dark blue Vans.
"Claudia Jimenez." The lady sighed, happy to get D Tent out of her way with the last girl.
She came off the bus wearing dark brown pants and a frown. Her eyes were almost black and when they rested on Magnet, he had to look at the ground to keep from getting locked on her piercing stare.
"And there you have it." The bored lady sighed in a monotone. "The D Tent girls."
"Go, go X." Armpit and the rest pushed him forward as they moved to the side while Tent E came off the bus.
The seven girls pushed Meg forward and she looked X-Ray up and down.
"Hey, name's Meg." She stuck her hands in the back pockets of her cords and turned to the girls. "Dolly, D.Q., Lucy, Charm, Phat, Forge, and Hairpin." She said in the same order they came off the bus.
"My name is X-Ray, this is my man Squid." He pat Alan on the back and introduced the rest of the boys. "Armpit, Barfag, Zero, Magnet, Zigzag, and Harlem."
The last boy had blonde hair and brown eyes and seemed a bit shy when D.Q. watched his every move.
(A/N: I needed eight guys, so sue me!)
Meg half smiled at them and waited for X-Ray to speak. He never did so she sighed and clicked her tongue. "We were told you would show us to our cabins…" She suggested helpfully.
"Right." X-Ray said. "Right." He and the others started walking towards the tents at the edge of the camp. The girls followed in a group.
Kelsey, otherwise known as D.Q. couldn't stop bouncing around Meg, trying to get her attention.
"Can I have Harlem, huh? Can I? Please, can I—"
"Calm the fuck down, D.Q." Forge said. "You're already annoying me."
"Can you have him?" Meg repeated.
"Yeah, uhuh." She said excitedly.
"How do you know he'll have you?" Meg asked.
The others started to laugh when D.Q. frowned and stopped in her tracks, trying to figure out what she meant.
X-Ray turned around when they were out their tent to explain everything.
"How nice." Meg said when he had finished. "Our own shit hole to call home."
X-Ray smiled at her and realized she was not half bad. "Dinner is in ten minutes, so just look for us because your table is right next to ours."
"Thanks." Meg said as he motioned for the boys to follow him and she turned to her girls. "This is going to be a long twenty four months."