Disclaimer: I don't own holes or any of the characters that Louis Sachar created. I don't own the setting or anything else that Louis Sachar wrote or suggested in the book.

Warning: Slash including a love triangle. I'm not going to give away who though. There is some subtle foreshadowing in the beginning of the second chapter. There is some swearing, drug use and some content that may not be appropriate for a younger audience.

The story is set as if Stanley and Zero never ran away. Therefore the camp is still up and running and nothing in the book Holes (besides Stanley coming to Camp Green Lake) ever happened.

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"Aren't you a fine looking boy..." Mr. Sir stated, giving Max looks that no middle age man should be giving a teenager. Max didn't see the look, he was too busy focusing on the back pack on his lap.

However, Max disagreed with Mr. Sir's statement. Max thought his appearance was terrible after sitting in a hot bus for what seemed like an endless amount of hours. His shaggy blonde hair was messy and his olive skin already felt like it was covered in dirt.

"Not a talker? I guess your saving all your energy for diggin' holes," Mr. Sir said smirking. Max looked at Mr. Sir with disbelief. He had seen the holes when they were driving but he never thought that all those holes were dug by hand, let alone as a punishment.

"Lets go get you some proper attire," Mr. Sir said walking over to the door and waiting for Max to exit first so he could watch him. As soon as Max stepped outside he could hear the boys yelling.
"Fresh meat!"

The D-Tent boys could hear the yelling.

"I wonder if it's a girl," Magnet said sitting on his cot, his orange jump suit only on his legs, the sleeves tied around his waist to reveal the muscles he had built from digging.

"Poor X-Ray," Armpit said sitting down on his cot after moving his stuff to a different crate. "Leaving two days before a girl comes"

X-Ray's time at camp was up and it was obvious that the boys missed him at times. But there was a bonus, the boys were getting moved up in the water and food lines. they got to switch crates and Stanley no longer had the bed that smelt like sour milk.

"Imagine if it was a girl. Big breasts, a nice ass," Zig-Zag smiled, "and imagine her in the shower. In her birthday suit, water pouring over her as she washed herself. And we all know how could that water is"

"Shut up Zig," Squid said throwing a shoe at Zig-Zag. "We all know a girl would never come to Green Lake"

"It sure is nice to imagine though," Armpit said daydreaming.

Stanley and Zero just laid on their cots silently as they listened to the conversation between the other D-Tent boys.

Max hated that scratchy orange jump suit. It itched and scratched whenever he moved. The dirty socks and boots that were 3 sizes too big were just as uncomfortable. Mr. Sir had made Max change right in front of him to make sure Max wasn't hiding anything. Max found that unexplainably disturbing. Those looks that Mr. Sir gave him sent shivers down his spine.

Mr. Sir began to explain about laundry and the shower tokens and all the stuff that every "camper" learnt when they first arrived.

"Hand me your bag," Mr. Sir demanded. Max almost died as Mr. Sir searched through his bag. Luckily for Max, Mr. Sir hadn't found what Max had hid.

"Hello Max!" a cheerful voice filled the room as a bearded man walked in the room. "I'm Mr. Pendanski, or you can call me mom if you feel comfortable. That's the nickname the boys gave me"

Mom? Thought Max. This is just getting weirder and weirder.

"Follow me and I'll show you to your tent. You're in D-Tent," Mr. Pendanski explained. Max picked up his bag and followed Mr. Pendanski outside.

Mr. Pendanski began explaining the usual stuff. "There aren't any guard towers because you can run away if you want. But there isn't anything to run away to because we are the only place in miles with food and water. Every day you will dig one hole. Five feet in diameter and five feet deep. Your shovel is your measuring stick. There are two main buildings and the tents. There's the Mess Hall for eating, the Wreck Room for lounging and six tents. A, B, C, D, and E are for the campers and F is for the counselors"

Max was only half listening to Mr. Pendanski, he was mostly just looking around. He was bewildered by the shed that had LIBRARY painted above the locked doors.

"Boys, meet the newest addition to the camp. Max," Mr. Pendanski announced, bursting through the flaps of the tent. All the boys' eyes shot to the door to see the fresh meat. Max followed Mr. Pendanski through the flaps, his bag slung over one shoulder.

"Max, these are the boys you'll be sharing a tent with," Mr. Pendanski pointed to each boy as he said their name. "Stanley, Theodore, Ricki, Jose, and Alan"

"Those ain't our names. It's Caveman, Armpit, Zig-Zag, Magnet, and I'm Squid. You also left out Zero," Squid explained as he pointed to each boy as he said their nickname.

"I prefer to use the names society will recognize you by when you leave the camp. You know that Alan. Well, I'll leave you boys alone to get aquatinted," Mr. Pendanski said as he left the tent.

Max walked over to the bed that no boys were sitting on.

"So, now we got an Abercrombie and Fitch boy at camp. Did the manager fire you and so you shot him in the head?" Squid asked, making most of the boys laugh or snicker.

Max could have modeled if he wanted to. His shaggy blonde hair brushed in front of his dark brown eyes, his olive skin was flawless and girls agreed that his abs were sculpted by the gods.

"But those looks aren't going to help you if a yellow spotted lizard comes round," Zig-Zag said hoping to get a good reaction from Max. However, Max didn't look too scared.

"Those are more dangerous than all the rattlesnakes, scorpions and tarantulas on the lake put together," Armpit stated, hoping for a reaction.

"I'm guessing that crate's for me," Max said looking at the stacked milk crates, trying to change the topic. Seeing that they weren't getting the reactions that they desired, Zig-Zag and Armpit started a conversation about the dangerous creatures on the lake.

Max walked over and put his bag in the bottom crate in the stack of three milk crates. He then went back over to the cot and weaved his fingers and put them behind his head as he laid down.

Zero, who had the cot across from Max, couldn't seem to keep his eyes off Max. His eyes kept flickering back to the blonde haired boy as the rest of the boys, except Max, squabbled about how many scorpions or rattle snakes make up the deadliness of one yellow spotted lizard.

"Do they check your mail before giving it to you?" Max interrupted suddenly, still laying on his cot. All the boys looked over at him.

"Don't think so. Why?" Squid asked. The rest of the boys were just as curious.

"Not even packages?" Max asked surprised.

"Not many people even get letters. I've never seen no package though," Armpit said.

"I've gotten a package once," explained Caveman. "It was never opened before it got to me"

Max smiled and simply stated, "Perfect."

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That's the first chapter. Hoped you liked it. If you didn't, oh well, I'm not here to please anyone. I'd love some reviews and comments. Second chapter should be coming shortly. Sorry for such short chapters.