Serenity

I was daydreaming about Monty when I was supposed to be digging my hole and Magnet thought it would be funny to scream like I did yesterday and yell out, "YELLOW SPOTTED LIZARD!"

My shovel was on the ground, and I stomped my foot in fear, hitting my handle with my too-big boots, causing the shovel part to come up and collide with my forehead.

"Ow..." I said, touching my now bleeding head. "That hurt."

"Oh God," Krista jumped out of her hole—which wasn't as easy as it seems—and came into mine, taking my hand from my face. "Magnet, I would suggest you learn to sleep with your eyes open,"

"I would learn not to sleep. You never know when I'll get my revenge," Deciding now would be a suitable time, I crawled out of my barely dug hole (My adventures with Monty are too exciting...digging isn't!) and jumped on his back when he returned to digging. We came down in a heap, Magnet's knees giving out. I laughed when some of my blood stained his jumpsuit.

Krista was giggling, trying to hide it. "That was uncalled for,"

"So was the Great Depression in the 1930s, but no one was complained, now where they?" I pointed out, even though they probably were.

"History isn't my thing, chica,"

"Ha! You have to call me chica 'cause you don't know my name!"

"That's your call. Not mine,"

"I know. I'm happy,"

"I hope you are,"

"Why do you hope I am, Sir Magnet of all Oddballs?"

"Oddballs, S? Really?" Krista said, her signature smirk planted on her face.

"It's a funny word," I smiled cheekily and returned to my hole, taking my full canteen and poured water over my injury. My eyes widened. "It doesn't need stitches right?"

"No. It isn't too bad. Just bloody,"

"I can smell blood. It smells as it tastes,"

"I'm sure it does,"

Krista left my hole, tripping when she was going back to her own. "I'm okay!" She said, raising her hands in the air after getting up.

I laughed quietly and dug again, hoping to not get distracted by the Adventures of Monty, Krista and Serenity.

It will be famous one day.

It will.

I swear.

Four Hours Later

"Oh my Gosh. I'm dying over here," Krista declared.

"Drink," I said, throwing my canteen that I haven't touched yet over to her. She gulped down the water, leaving it empty. "Krissy, you're going to have to go so freakin' bad later,"

"I don't care,"

"Okay," I sang, shovelling more dirt out. I only had a few more inches until I was done, and if Krista needed help after, I would kindly assist her.

The only thing breaking the silence was the sound of dirt, shovels and people drinking their water. There was only Caveman, Squid and Zigzag left digging, along with me and Krista.

I finally finished, and as soon as I got out of my hole, so did Krista. I smiled at her and waved. She laughed and waved back, even though we were standing a couple feet away. We were awkward people. But we will one day rule the world with Monty.

"Don't forget to spit in your hole," Squid said standing beside Krista.

"Um...why?" She said, raising one perfect eyebrow.

"It's a tradition, Krista. Get used to it,"

I spit in my hole and Krista looked at me in betrayal. "How dare you obey him?" She joked.

Zigzag looked at me, his blue eyes wide. I looked up at him and gave him a curious blink. He smiled and started to walk away, Squid hot on his heels.

"That is one strange guy," Krista said. "But he's cute,"

"Squid is, too. I think he likes you,"

"Nah...I'm out of his league,"

"If anyone's league is out of anyone's, it'll be his out of yours,"

"Did you understand what you just said?"

"No."

"Serenity, my dear, that isn't a good thing," I sighed when I noticed that Squid and Zigzag had walked to far ahead that they couldn't hear us. Good. I didn't want anyone knowing my name, because I liked knowing I had some kind of distance from these people.

I was, after all, sharing a tent with them. I liked personal space. And lots of it.

We got back to the tent, grabbed what we needed, and went to take showers in the two stalls that had locks and fully isolated walls. Neither of us took long, which was good because as soon as I got the shampoo out of my hair, the water turned off.

I told Krista, and she replied with a "me too!". We laughed together and walked back with our arms linked together. I climbed up on my bunk and started to get paper out of my bag with a pencil, drawing what Monty would look like.

"Krista...I made him. My dream pet," I reached down and gave her the piece of paper, only to receive a laugh. I wasn't the best person when it comes to drawing.

"It's very pretty," She assured. She handed it back, and on the top I wrote down his name, got out some tape and put it right on the tent wall. It stuck there, which surprised me.

"Okay. So I was thinking we could write these graphic novels called the Adventures—"

That loud bell from yesterday sounded, and I jumped. I sighed and climbed down the wooden latter, making my way to the Mess Hall with Krista beside me. We sat with our tent after getting our food that looked like a cow threw up, and joined in the conversation.

"My hair is being annoying right now," Krista declared, flipping it out of her face.

"Advantages to short hair," I pointed out.

"But long hair equals wavier hair. And wavier hair equals bouncy hair. And bouncy hair equals fun,"

"Spelling things out in math really helps things out, doesn't it?"

"Yeah,"

I started bouncing in my seat again. "As I was saying before, I wanted to start a series called the Adventures of Monty, Krista and Serenity. Oh, shoot!" My fists came down on the table and I put my face on my arms that were resting the table. "I cannot believe I just did that,"

"Ha!" Magnet barked. "I told you that we would eventually figure it out, Armpit! I. Told. You!"

"Sounds like a tampon brand," X-Ray said. I groaned. Great. I blame my parents for this.

"I think it's a pretty name," A small voice said. I looked up and around.

"Thanks Zero," I said. He was the only one who's voice I haven't heard, hence my knowing it was him. "And X-Ray? Do you even know what tampons are?"

"Yeah, the things that girls shove—"

"Okay!" Krista and I said together. We finished dinner and made our way back to the tent.