You see what break does to me? I'm bored again! Haha guess I shall write you another update in the process. I'm going to experiment with the Ziggy POV so tell me what you think.

Zig Zag's POV

After the "girl" stormed out dragging Caveman with her the rest of our tent started to bag on Squid for being a pig. Also they wanted to know how it felt. (A/N hypocrites.)

I don't see why they cared how she felt, she was here to eat my brains and I knew it. The government may think they can hide their little plans from me but oh no! I'm too smart for them.

That's the reason I will be watching her very closely. I am fond of my brain and I'd like to keep it. Shiftily darting my eyes around at the receding forms of my tent mates I realize, they don't know about the danger. At least I'm aware she's evilly plotting against us, in the end I'll have to save everyone from their own ignorance. Yeah….

Deirdre's POV

The food in the mess hall can't be classified as food, it's more like a foreign life-form. Magnet had told me when I'd snatched a seat between him and Caveman that it was beans, but I was afraid it would jump up at any moment and eat my face off. It didn't help things that I found a long hair in my food either….and all the cooks back there have short hair. The only recognizable substance on the foam tray was a piece of slightly stale white bread.

"Hey new girl, you haven't even dug today, I'm sure you wouldn't mind giving your bread to someone who did would ya' now?" ,X-ray told me from his spot at the head of the table. The guys around me weren't surprised because they made no move to stop his tyranny. This must be a routine new person thing.

Staring him straight in the eyes I said " I know you did not just ask me that. Out of all the slop it's the only thing I can digest without wanting to gag. I am not becoming anorexic even if you are the lead bug, I'll squish you with my martial arts bug man."

Part of that was my lingering hunger from before, which hadn't dimmed, talking but the rest was because I was loopy right now. D-tent on the other hand didn't know about my rollercoaster moods, they were all staring at me for my "bug" comment.

"Whatever man, girls are so weird.", X-ray said backing off.

The rest of dinner was similar to how it had been in the tent. Squid made suggestive faces at me, X-ray acted bossy, and the rest followed along. Magnet and Caveman weren't so bad though.

" So Magnet? What'd you get caught doing?" I asked him after I'd finished my bread.

Being a guy he had already finished his slop so he answered, " I stole a puppy. Hey but they wanted a thousand dollars for just one!"

Awhh how ironic! Magnet got in trouble for stealing puppies, they probably had eyes like his too I bet. Caveman and Magnet could only keep my mind off of my almost stalker for so long unfortunately. There he was right across from me, still staring. You'd figure the dude would blink at some point but no, blinking was beneath my crazy admirer. (If you could really even call him that.)

That's it he is going to talk to me and tell me what I did to make him act so weird or I'm going to go mad I had decided. With that I started pulling faces at Zig Zag. Have you ever seen the way people try and make the queen's guards in England laugh. It was pretty much the equivalent of that.

" Okay man, are you guna' keep on starin' not telling me what in the world I could have done in the small amount of time I've been here or am I guna' have to resort to some dramatics?" I asked him exasperated.

Zig Zag just kept on watching, the only indication that he'd heard a word I said was that he squinched his eyes up. Tired of being the object of attention from everyone and still hungry as ever I trudge off to bed back in D-tent. The usual cacophony of catcalls and whistles followed me back but no one dared think to enter D-tent, one of the guys could be back and it would start a fight.

Grabbing my IPod from where I'd it into a layer of my backpack to be safe I laid down on my cot ,which like everything else in this god forsaken place was lumpy, and put the earplugs in my ears. None of my music really appealed to me tonight so I turned it to Shimmer by Fuel, at least that song never got old.

She calls me from the cold
Just when I was low, feeling short of stable
And all that she intends
And all she keeps inside, isn't on the label

I sing along as quiet as I can seeing that the guys are getting back from dinner finally. My voice isn't the best, but I have to sing my favorite parts at least. The D-tenters wave to me so I smile back then roll over to feign sleep.

We're here and now, but will we ever be again
'Cause I have found
All that shimmers in this world is sure to fade
Away again

All of the boys are asleep now but my stupid insomnia keeps me up still whispering the lyrics. Patting my pockets I wonder if I might still have my pack of matches with me. Turning off the song halfway through I start to search my pockets as silently as I can. Three minutes into my search I'm rewarded by spotting the miniature plum colored wood box. It was silly keeping matches in a box of wood, but my grandpa had given it to me so they would stay there.

"Crap." ,I mutter when I saw only one match left. After the "incident" with the court house lawn I hasn't had time to buy a refill. That match would probably be needed way more later on than it was now. Yet my insomnia would most likely only be fixed by staring at the flame. A lighter is more practical I suppose since you don't have to buy multiples, but I have to see something actually burn, not just a flame.

Deciding my sleep was worth it I struck the match against my box and started to watch it. Blue, red-ish, and orange all mingled together and danced in such a beautiful calming way. My one moment of peace was disrupted before I could even really enjoy it. Unfocusing from my intent gaze I realized Zig Zag was sitting in front of me, his cot was the one beside mine, staring at the flame and then back at me.

"Aghh!" I cried falling backwards and almost setting my sheets aflame in the process.

Zig Zag started to laugh hysterically at my form which was sprawled on the floor still wrapped up in my sheets.

" You jerk! I almost caught the whole tent on fire because you scared me!" I whisper-yelled at the blonde who was still laughing up on his cot.

Zig Zag somehow stopped his hyena laughter only to say "You should get to sleep, we wake up sometime around four thirty." With that being said he turned around to sleep himself still chuckling under his breath.

"Whoa. So my stalker speaks huh? Good to know." I think and lay down back on my cot slowly drifting off and dreaming about hyenas dancing with guards in a ring of fire.