Misfits, Strangers, Liars, Friends
A/N: Hey all! OK, yeah, I know this is one of those "Girls at Camp Green Lake" BUT!!!! Give me the benefit of the doubt. I am sort of experimenting to see what I can do with this plot idea. I'll truly try to not make this boring, and if you have any suggestions, or things you want added/changed/taken out, leave it in a review and I will take a VERY close look at what you have suggested and probably make the slight alterations to the story where necessary. In this way, I'm hoping to make this into something some of you can enjoy. On the other hand, if I fail miserably, don't feed me to the wolves! I beg for my life and soul! Okay then, I'm not quite sure exactly where I am going in the end, but I shall find out! Great, now that that is done, enjoy, I hope
Disclaimers: No, I don't own Holes, so please don't sue, because I don't have much cash on me! I just paid back all of my IOU's. As for the title, I borrowed this from a Project Wyze CD, so I don't own then either. Okay, TO THE STORY!!!
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Chapter One: Welcome to Green Lake
The bright sun shone over head, beating down on the dry blistered desert lake. It was mid-afternoon, and the boys from Camp Green Lake were slowly one by one finishing there Holes. A long road stretched out of sight along the dried up lake bed, and far off, a cloud of dust could be seen moving towards the camp. As it came closer to them, the boys of D- tent who still remained at the dig site squinted and shielded there eyes from the sun in order to try and get a better look at the approaching vehicle. It was that infamous bus, that brought the new residents to the camp, and here it was, back again.
At the main camp, several guys were walking past the main building, on there way to the wreck room. Non of them paid much attention to the arrived bus, save for a few sideways glances. Inside the bus, the driver had halted and parked, and now was making his way over to the single passenger, seated near the front. Pulling a key out of his pocket, he unlocked one side of the hand cuffs, removed them from the seat, and snapped it back on the wrist of the Juvenile.
She shot him a quick glare as she was pushed forward and out of the bus. The driver grabbed her backpack, containing the only possessions she had with her for the next 18 months of her life. He directed her towards a building towards the side, and turned towards it, glaring daggers all the while.
The odd person dared send a glance her way, but said and did nothing as she sent a death glare their way. She donned heavy black combat boots, dark blue jeans, and a black zip up sweater, done up. She toped it off with silver hoop earrings, a jean chain at her waist, and her hands cuffed in front of her. Her light brown hair was done up in a ponytail and her green eyes shone with hatred. Wordlessly, without expression, she entered to building, out of sight.
Several boys appeared, and through their shovels into a heap off to the side.
"Hey, X!" One called over. X-ray turned his head to see several other boys from his tent approach. "Did ya get a look at the newest Green Lake victim?" Squid asked him. X-ray shook his head.
"Nah man, I didn't." The other boy shrugged his shoulders, and the group of them turned back towards their tents to change into their rec. clothes.
Back inside, Camp Green Lake's newest resident stood stiff, her wrists still cuffed. The bus driver had left, and now she faced two strange Men. One spat a sunflower seed shell into the garbage and approached her.
"I am Mr. Sir. You will refer to me as this and only this. Those," he motioned to 2 sets of orange clothes, "are yours. One is for work, one is for rec. You will be required to dig one hole, 5 feet by 5 feet everyday. This isn't a girl scout camp Trisha Lennit. Your reputation proceeds you, so don't come crying to us when the other kids on the playground start messing with you." The other fellow, then approached her, and removed her handcuffs, before directing her into a side room where she was to change.
A few minutes later, she came back out, wearing the orange pants, and a black tank top. She was about to shove the rest of the orange suit and her normal clothes into her back pack, when she saw that it was being searched. Before she could curse, or say any thing, Mr. Sir came across her knife, and dagger.
"Well now," he said. "I can't see you having any used for these here." and he locked them up in a small safe in the wall. Now Trish was at a loss for words. Those had been given to her years ago, as purely decor, but recently, she had kept them with her as weapons, and she couldn't bare to be apart from them. Her backpack, now deemed safe, was thrown at her, as Mr. Sir spun on his heals and left the building wordlessly.
"Well then, now that that's over, I'm Mr. Pendanski." Trish said nothing, and made no move to do so. "I'll just show you to your home away from home then shall I?" He beckoned for Trish to follow him, and together they headed back outside.
As they headed across the bland looking camp, Mr. Pendanski spoke again.
"Just to warn you, you are the only girl here at the camp. I don't know why they sent you too us, but they did. You'll be staying with the D- tent boys. And whatever reason you were sent hear for, before you leave, we'll turn you back into a helpful member of society." Trish was laughing coldly inside her head. This was all she needed. She was stuck living with all guys for a year and a half, and these naive people seemed to think that all she needed was a little reforming? How little they knew. They came to a stop in front of a tent, and Pendanski stuck his head in.
"Hey Mom!" Someone from inside called.
"Hello boys. I've brought you your new room mate."
"So we get stuck with the new guy?" A different voice called.
"No." Pendanski replied. "You get stuck with the new girl" At this Trish shoved her way in and glanced around. They tent was silent for a moment. Since when had there been a girl at Camp Green Lake? Pendanski cleared his throat and motioned to a cot.
"You can have that empty cot there, between José and Ricky. Trish's eyes fell upon the empty cot, then drifted back to each of her new room mates in turn. 'Oh God.' She thought. 'Can this get any worse?' Pendanski's voice cut through her thoughts once again.
"Well then. Be nice to her boys. I expect you all to welcome Trish to Green Lake" With that, Pendanski left. Trish mentally sighed, and sat down cross legged on her cot. She had people on either side of her. Was there no escape? Opening her backpack, she began to rummage though it.
"So what you in for?" X-ray spoke up. Trish turned and looked at him, her eyes still blazing.
'What?" She asked.
"Why you here? They don't send people here without a reason." Zigzag replied. Trish responded coldly.
"I see no reason why I should pour out my life story to strangers, least of all you people" X-ray then stood up and got defensive.
"That's the way things work here." He announced. "You're the newbie, you tell us why you're here, and eventually, you find out why we're here."
"Well sorry for not adhering to your little code" Her voice with dripping with contempt and sarcasm. It was all she could do to keep herself from snapping on these guys. Zigzag moved a hand towards her in an attempt to calm her down, but she hit it out of the way.
"Don't fucking touch me" She snapped at him. Just them, the dinner bell rang, and Trish stood up, and stalked out of the tent.
They guys sat there for a moment. Then Squid spoke.
"Holy shit. She's a little bitchy."
"No kidding man" Armpit replied.
"She ain't gonna last long here like that" X-ray said.
"You got that right" Magnet added with a laugh.
"Her problem, not ours. So we don't gotta worry 'bout it" X-ray said as he left the tent. One by one, the other boys chuckled, and nodded in agreement, as they followed X-ray up the dinning hall.
~*~*~*~*~*~* IMPORTANT NOTE TAKE 30 SECONDS TO READ THIS!: First off, will someone who has read the Survival Guide of Camp Green Lake, PRETTY PLEASE tell me in a review or e-mail or somthing how the guys were arrested. I know it's says how some of them (so I assume all) is arrested, so I want to include as much of that in my story as I can. And I can't seem to get my hands on a copy of the book. So thanks!
And second, this whole story WILL NOT by any means revolve around Trish, but she does play a part. She sort of had the spot light this chapter, but next chapter I'm going to pass it along to somone else. This story is becoming clearer and clearer to me by the minute. So now I know the general rough Idea of what's going to happen, I just need to work out the little details. So YAY! Stay tuned, there is more coming your way.
A/N: Hey all! OK, yeah, I know this is one of those "Girls at Camp Green Lake" BUT!!!! Give me the benefit of the doubt. I am sort of experimenting to see what I can do with this plot idea. I'll truly try to not make this boring, and if you have any suggestions, or things you want added/changed/taken out, leave it in a review and I will take a VERY close look at what you have suggested and probably make the slight alterations to the story where necessary. In this way, I'm hoping to make this into something some of you can enjoy. On the other hand, if I fail miserably, don't feed me to the wolves! I beg for my life and soul! Okay then, I'm not quite sure exactly where I am going in the end, but I shall find out! Great, now that that is done, enjoy, I hope
Disclaimers: No, I don't own Holes, so please don't sue, because I don't have much cash on me! I just paid back all of my IOU's. As for the title, I borrowed this from a Project Wyze CD, so I don't own then either. Okay, TO THE STORY!!!
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Chapter One: Welcome to Green Lake
The bright sun shone over head, beating down on the dry blistered desert lake. It was mid-afternoon, and the boys from Camp Green Lake were slowly one by one finishing there Holes. A long road stretched out of sight along the dried up lake bed, and far off, a cloud of dust could be seen moving towards the camp. As it came closer to them, the boys of D- tent who still remained at the dig site squinted and shielded there eyes from the sun in order to try and get a better look at the approaching vehicle. It was that infamous bus, that brought the new residents to the camp, and here it was, back again.
At the main camp, several guys were walking past the main building, on there way to the wreck room. Non of them paid much attention to the arrived bus, save for a few sideways glances. Inside the bus, the driver had halted and parked, and now was making his way over to the single passenger, seated near the front. Pulling a key out of his pocket, he unlocked one side of the hand cuffs, removed them from the seat, and snapped it back on the wrist of the Juvenile.
She shot him a quick glare as she was pushed forward and out of the bus. The driver grabbed her backpack, containing the only possessions she had with her for the next 18 months of her life. He directed her towards a building towards the side, and turned towards it, glaring daggers all the while.
The odd person dared send a glance her way, but said and did nothing as she sent a death glare their way. She donned heavy black combat boots, dark blue jeans, and a black zip up sweater, done up. She toped it off with silver hoop earrings, a jean chain at her waist, and her hands cuffed in front of her. Her light brown hair was done up in a ponytail and her green eyes shone with hatred. Wordlessly, without expression, she entered to building, out of sight.
Several boys appeared, and through their shovels into a heap off to the side.
"Hey, X!" One called over. X-ray turned his head to see several other boys from his tent approach. "Did ya get a look at the newest Green Lake victim?" Squid asked him. X-ray shook his head.
"Nah man, I didn't." The other boy shrugged his shoulders, and the group of them turned back towards their tents to change into their rec. clothes.
Back inside, Camp Green Lake's newest resident stood stiff, her wrists still cuffed. The bus driver had left, and now she faced two strange Men. One spat a sunflower seed shell into the garbage and approached her.
"I am Mr. Sir. You will refer to me as this and only this. Those," he motioned to 2 sets of orange clothes, "are yours. One is for work, one is for rec. You will be required to dig one hole, 5 feet by 5 feet everyday. This isn't a girl scout camp Trisha Lennit. Your reputation proceeds you, so don't come crying to us when the other kids on the playground start messing with you." The other fellow, then approached her, and removed her handcuffs, before directing her into a side room where she was to change.
A few minutes later, she came back out, wearing the orange pants, and a black tank top. She was about to shove the rest of the orange suit and her normal clothes into her back pack, when she saw that it was being searched. Before she could curse, or say any thing, Mr. Sir came across her knife, and dagger.
"Well now," he said. "I can't see you having any used for these here." and he locked them up in a small safe in the wall. Now Trish was at a loss for words. Those had been given to her years ago, as purely decor, but recently, she had kept them with her as weapons, and she couldn't bare to be apart from them. Her backpack, now deemed safe, was thrown at her, as Mr. Sir spun on his heals and left the building wordlessly.
"Well then, now that that's over, I'm Mr. Pendanski." Trish said nothing, and made no move to do so. "I'll just show you to your home away from home then shall I?" He beckoned for Trish to follow him, and together they headed back outside.
As they headed across the bland looking camp, Mr. Pendanski spoke again.
"Just to warn you, you are the only girl here at the camp. I don't know why they sent you too us, but they did. You'll be staying with the D- tent boys. And whatever reason you were sent hear for, before you leave, we'll turn you back into a helpful member of society." Trish was laughing coldly inside her head. This was all she needed. She was stuck living with all guys for a year and a half, and these naive people seemed to think that all she needed was a little reforming? How little they knew. They came to a stop in front of a tent, and Pendanski stuck his head in.
"Hey Mom!" Someone from inside called.
"Hello boys. I've brought you your new room mate."
"So we get stuck with the new guy?" A different voice called.
"No." Pendanski replied. "You get stuck with the new girl" At this Trish shoved her way in and glanced around. They tent was silent for a moment. Since when had there been a girl at Camp Green Lake? Pendanski cleared his throat and motioned to a cot.
"You can have that empty cot there, between José and Ricky. Trish's eyes fell upon the empty cot, then drifted back to each of her new room mates in turn. 'Oh God.' She thought. 'Can this get any worse?' Pendanski's voice cut through her thoughts once again.
"Well then. Be nice to her boys. I expect you all to welcome Trish to Green Lake" With that, Pendanski left. Trish mentally sighed, and sat down cross legged on her cot. She had people on either side of her. Was there no escape? Opening her backpack, she began to rummage though it.
"So what you in for?" X-ray spoke up. Trish turned and looked at him, her eyes still blazing.
'What?" She asked.
"Why you here? They don't send people here without a reason." Zigzag replied. Trish responded coldly.
"I see no reason why I should pour out my life story to strangers, least of all you people" X-ray then stood up and got defensive.
"That's the way things work here." He announced. "You're the newbie, you tell us why you're here, and eventually, you find out why we're here."
"Well sorry for not adhering to your little code" Her voice with dripping with contempt and sarcasm. It was all she could do to keep herself from snapping on these guys. Zigzag moved a hand towards her in an attempt to calm her down, but she hit it out of the way.
"Don't fucking touch me" She snapped at him. Just them, the dinner bell rang, and Trish stood up, and stalked out of the tent.
They guys sat there for a moment. Then Squid spoke.
"Holy shit. She's a little bitchy."
"No kidding man" Armpit replied.
"She ain't gonna last long here like that" X-ray said.
"You got that right" Magnet added with a laugh.
"Her problem, not ours. So we don't gotta worry 'bout it" X-ray said as he left the tent. One by one, the other boys chuckled, and nodded in agreement, as they followed X-ray up the dinning hall.
~*~*~*~*~*~* IMPORTANT NOTE TAKE 30 SECONDS TO READ THIS!: First off, will someone who has read the Survival Guide of Camp Green Lake, PRETTY PLEASE tell me in a review or e-mail or somthing how the guys were arrested. I know it's says how some of them (so I assume all) is arrested, so I want to include as much of that in my story as I can. And I can't seem to get my hands on a copy of the book. So thanks!
And second, this whole story WILL NOT by any means revolve around Trish, but she does play a part. She sort of had the spot light this chapter, but next chapter I'm going to pass it along to somone else. This story is becoming clearer and clearer to me by the minute. So now I know the general rough Idea of what's going to happen, I just need to work out the little details. So YAY! Stay tuned, there is more coming your way.