Happy late New Years, Valentine's Day, Christmas, and all that other jazz.

Sorry for the long wait. Things came up and I lost inspiration. But, here I am back and better than ever. I've edited this and I now have a beta the lovely DuckieGoesQuack. Now I'm gonna try to post every week. Also, notice that it's actually longer. Everyone thank the beta for annoying me all during school. Now enough with my rambling, and not paying attention in class.

Enjoy!


Feisty's POV

He carried me to his tent. He tried to rape me but then someone came in. It was Magnet. He saved me. My brother does care. Then again, he never did trust B – Tent. Well in the short time that I have been here I've learned all about the tents. A- Tent's are the arsonists, B- Tent's are the pedophiles, and C- Tent's are the gang related. The D- Tent's are a mix and the E through G Tent's keep to themselves. Meanwhile, a guy named "Perv," according to Magnet, came in. Magnet said he was one of the worst criminals there.

Perv looked straight at me with a look of anger in his eyes. I guess I was too much in a trance because I didn't notice he was close to me until I felt someone grab my arm, his hand. Magnet noticed the tension between us and quickly reacted. He started packing punches and beating Perv into a pulp in what felt like grueling minutes. By the time he was done, I was shivering and crying, and I never cry. I guess that's why I say I'm mean because people can't hurt people who are mean. I want to get ahead but I always get the short end of the stick. We all do.

Magnet laid me down on my cot and Burn, Shock and Dark Child came around me. They asked me what happened. I told them. My head hurt and what Perv did spun through my mind. It was like a nightmare that would never stop playing. It was like someone had the repeat button on in my head and I couldn't reach it to stop the torture. I told them to leave. They shouldn't have to worry about me. I was eligible enough to care for myself.


Burn's POV

As I walked out of the tent, I put my shaggy, long, curly hair into a ponytail. It was like a longer version of my brother's hair. I felt sad for Feisty. She hates crying. She hates having a weakness. Although we are alike in that way, all of us hate showing weakness. To us, being weak and crying is like giving our soul to the devil. Our tears are different things. For example: mine is fire. If you play with fire you'll get burned unless you know how to play. To me, having a boyfriend is a weakness.

As we entered the Wreck Room, we went our separate ways. D. C to her boy, Shock to her brother, and myself to the pool table to see if I could learn how to play better because believe me, I suck.

"Chica, wanna play?"

"No thanks, I suck."

"You can't play worse than Armpit."

"Yes I can."

"We'll just have to see then."

"Fine.''

Let's just say that I was dubbed worse than armpit. Twitch was still holding his crotch, whimpering. Magnets arm was red and there were dents everywhere. That was definitely the last time they let me play pool willingly.

All of a sudden the room went quiet. I looked at the door and I saw why. There was Dark child dressed in a leather jacket and miniskirt, a black tank top, and black leather boots. Her black studded headband resided neatly on her hair. Well, I guess you couldn't say she doesn't know how to dress even though she sometimes dresses like a guy, but when she wants to, she can. She had that "I-can-do-anything-better-than-you," glint in her eyes. She was up to something.

My brother nearly fainted. Dark looked like a goddess in black.


Dark Child's POV

I was up to something. I needed shower tokens and they were the only thing you could bet on in this camp unless you got something else that's of value.

"I bet two shower tokens that no one can beat me at pool," I said. "For every person that loses I get two shower tokens. So, any takers?"

Armpit sucked when it came to pool so that game with him was only five minutes. Squid was a little bit harder because he had experience, but in the end I still won. The only game that gave me a reason to sweat was the one against my brother. We were down to one last ball. I made the shot and I got it. Then I tried to hit the eight ball. In the end after not seeing a good hit I called no pocket.

I was 20 shower tokens richer. Really, I never miss. But as I was taking the last shot, someone hit my ass. Who knew boot heels and pool sticks could do so much damage. To make things worse, Mr. Sir Hehehe came into the room to say the words that I was dreading. "The new campers are here."

We went outside to the bus. There he was walking of the bus. Zero wrapped his arm around me. I felt like either killing him or fainting. But, oddly, the awareness of his arm around me was soothing. I saw the glint in his eye that he was being possessive and mad. Surprisingly, I, myself, was starting to get mad. I wasn't his girlfriend, not something he owned. I have a boyfriend. Well, someone close to it, though I'm really not so sure about that yet. Sure, he did kiss me, and we did talk but I'm still not so sure. There are so many things going on in my mind. I needed release. I needed music. I need it now, and I need it bad.

There he was in his 5 foot ten arrogance, his brother and right hand man next to him. Then there was some of the rest of the high ranking people, who were now giving me malicious glares, but I matched them with one of my own.

Malcolm came over and tried to hug me but Zero stepped in between us. They both glared at each other. Their eyes burned with hate. This was the start of a rivalry. If I didn't step in, I would have witnessed a fight. But now they are at odds because of me. Why is it all of these things happen to me? Really, I think my mind is gonna overload.

All of a sudden X came up to him and stuck out his hand saying, "Hi, I'm X-Ray. Welcome to Camp Green Lake." After he shook his hand he said, "Here's your welcome gift." And with that, he punched him in the face. Here we go again with the fights. I have a feeling I'm going to be involved no matter how much I wish I wasn't.

Zero jumped in, beating them to a pulp along with my brother. It seemed like Mr. Sir and my mom disappeared so I had to take care of it. As I mentally groaned, I stepped in. "Stop!" I yelled out.

They all stopped and the world went black as the memories flashed.


Zero's POV

I really hate this guy. He made my girl sad and mad at the world. She isn't mine, but I really want her to be. He made her part of the way she is. If that hadn't happened, she wouldn't be here, but all the same not so scarred. When I look into her eyes I see the weight of two worlds on her shoulder. Maybe I should tell her, but would that add to her grief or would it make her happier? I'm not sure, but I should take a shot.

I really wanted to hit him, but looking into her eyes, I knew she needed me. So I let it go. Sadly my self control went to waste, because X jumped him. By the time I blinked, Malcolm had a bloody nose, bloody mouth and other things. For a guy so short, he could sure pack a punch. I calmed down soon enough, but he set me off by saying, "You know she's only using you. She's a whore." "She had a baby before, by me." As I landed my first punch, he fainted. Only then did I notice how bloody she was and that she needed help.

As I sat there through the night with her I fell asleep letting the troubles of today float away.


Burn's POV

I tried to shake my brother awake. He looked really uncomfortable and after close examination, it turned out he cracked a rib. I wish that the past 24 hours would go away, but I was disturbed out of my ruminations by a little boy pulling on my sleeve. I turned my head and looked down at him, but then all of a sudden he ran out and looked behind him as if to say, "Follow me." Should I?

As we got into the small rock ledge where it looked he lived he asked, "Are you Hector's sister?"

"Yeah, why?" I replied curiously.

"Can you keep a secret?"


R. J's P.O.V.

I led Zero's sister away from him and Dee. They needed time alone. As I moved along, I waited for her to catch up to me. I led her to my hiding place. It's been almost a year now. Zero kept me fed, telling me his problems. I reached my hiding place, the shaggy headed girl in tow.

"I'm R.J."

"How are you alive?" I asked. "Dee saw you die herself!"

"It was an act to protect her and me."

"Why?"

"It was for the best."

"I want more than that! You die and then it turns out you're alive, and you expect me to take it without complaining? What fresh hell!"

"It was for the best."

"So it was for the best that you're sister beat herself up saying that you're death was her fault? It was for the best that she's not the same because she thinks you're dead? Bullshit!"

"Why are you overreacting? It's not like you care about her. I don't think she even cares about YOU."

"Yes, we both care. We're both in deep shit, and all we have now is each other, so if you think that I would really do that in the time she needs help, you're stupid. You know me better than that."

"I know the old you, not the one who's in Juvy."

"This is worse than juvy and I needed to do what I had to, just like you."

"But this is beside the point. Please, just don't tell anyone that I'm here. They'll find out in time. Do me a favor and watch them like a hawk, they're all targets now, including X."

"Fine."

"Bye."


Now I get down and beg for forgiveness and I'll give cookies and updates so that you can be pleased.

Domiebabe3.


Edit: Duckie here! Just want to apologize for any other errors you might see in the chapter. Have fun reading (Don't forget to review this awesome story!)