~* On to chapter 7!! ~*
DISCLAIMER: No, unfortunately, I don't own Holes or any of the characters, although I wish I did! I only own Hayden.
"D-Tent!" Dr. Pendanski exclaimed, "This is Hayden Brodetti, your new tent mate. Hayden, this is Rex, Ricky, Theodore, Alan, Stanley, Jose, and Zero." All of the boys rolled their eyes and sighed. "Well, I'll leave you all to get better acquainted. If you need anything, Hayden, I'm sure one of the boys will be glad to help."
I watched helplessly as Pendanski closed the tent flap and walked down the steps. For one of the first times in my life I was nervous. Really nervous.
"Yo, mom's a moron," an African-American boy with thick, round glasses spoke up, "Those ain't our real names. I'm X-Ray, not Rex, that's Zig-Zag, not Ricky, that over there is Armpit, not Theodore. Caveman-not Stanley- is over there. That ain't Jose, it's Magent, and that's Squid, not Alan.
"My dad's name is Alan," I said quietly as I looked at Squid.
"Yeah, well your dad ain't here," X-Ray snapped, "And like I said, it's Squid. Not Alan." He sighed, obviously annoyed at something, and got up. "Man, I'm outta here," he stated as he exited the tent.
"Man, what the hell is his problem?" Armpit asked.
"He's just mad she's not some ghetto-fabulous chick," Zig-Zag joked.
"Ay, chica, that bag! You have one of those? Them bags are like $1500 bucks. I tried to steal one of them for my sister once but the security in that place is insane. Louis Vuitton or something, right? Damn girl, you must be rich."
Everyone looked at me waiting for my reply. "I guess," I mumbled. For about the millionth time in my life my family's money had brought be more embarrassment and shame than it had pride. "So," I said brightly, trying to change the subject, "which bed is mine?"
"This one," Caveman replied, pointing to a cot at the other end of the tent between his and Squid's.
"Thanks," I replied as I picked up my bag.
"Here, I'll get it," Squid offered as he reached for my bag.
"Um, thanks," I replied as I followed him towards my cot. He picked it up and placed it on the bed, and we all watched as it collapsed under the weight.
"Damn, girl! What you got in that bag?!" Armpit exclaimed.
"I don't know," I answered as Squid and I tried to put my cot back together, "my nanny packed it."
"Yeah," Zig-Zag remarked eyeing me suspiciously, "These cots can hold Armpit, its pretty scary if they can't hold your bag."
The boys laughed as I knelt down to open my bag. "At least she packed sensibly," I said as I pulled out a Polo Sport baseball cap. "Or...not..." I remarked as I pulled out a pair of Gucci heels. "I don't think I'll be wearing those anytime soon."
"Ooh girl, those are hot. What else you got in that bag?" Magnet inquired.
"Oh, CD's!" Squid exclaimed as he reached into my bag. "Bruce Springsteen, Bruce Springsteen, Bob Dylan, The Beatles, The Who... You're an old fashioned kinda girl, aren't you?" He asked me.
"I guess so," I replied, "my cousin always used to make fun of me and say I was born in the wrong time."
"No, I like it," Squid smiled, "It's refreshing."
I smiled bashfully and continued to unpack my things. Why was I feeling so shy? I'm never shy. I'm usually the first one in a situation to make friends, and here I was having trouble saying simple sentences.
15 minutes later I was finally finished packing my bag. "What was the point in even packing one?" I thought, "Its not like we get to wear our own clothes anyway."
"Listen," Squid said as he walked over to me, "We're all gonna head over to the Wreck Room before dinner. You wanna come?"
"No, I actually think I'm going to take a nap. I hardly slept at all the whole bus ride with all the guard's snoring. Thanks though."
"Okay, I guess one of us will come get you before dinner starts."
"Thanks," I replied as I took off my shoes.
"Sleep tight," Caveman said quietly as they left the tent.
"Thanks!" I called out. He was a nice kid, I decided. They all seemed nice. Except for X-Ray. I cringed to think that I had started out my first day on a bad foot with someone when I hadn't even done anything. I continued to let my thoughts wander until I had finally fallen asleep.
~* Okay, I'm very sorry its so short. Chapters 6 and 7 were actually supposed to be one chapter, but I thought that was kinda long. But, now I see that separately they're kinda short. Anyway, I'm working on Chapter 8 as we speak, so it will be up soon. Please Review and thanks so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter!!~*
DISCLAIMER: No, unfortunately, I don't own Holes or any of the characters, although I wish I did! I only own Hayden.
"D-Tent!" Dr. Pendanski exclaimed, "This is Hayden Brodetti, your new tent mate. Hayden, this is Rex, Ricky, Theodore, Alan, Stanley, Jose, and Zero." All of the boys rolled their eyes and sighed. "Well, I'll leave you all to get better acquainted. If you need anything, Hayden, I'm sure one of the boys will be glad to help."
I watched helplessly as Pendanski closed the tent flap and walked down the steps. For one of the first times in my life I was nervous. Really nervous.
"Yo, mom's a moron," an African-American boy with thick, round glasses spoke up, "Those ain't our real names. I'm X-Ray, not Rex, that's Zig-Zag, not Ricky, that over there is Armpit, not Theodore. Caveman-not Stanley- is over there. That ain't Jose, it's Magent, and that's Squid, not Alan.
"My dad's name is Alan," I said quietly as I looked at Squid.
"Yeah, well your dad ain't here," X-Ray snapped, "And like I said, it's Squid. Not Alan." He sighed, obviously annoyed at something, and got up. "Man, I'm outta here," he stated as he exited the tent.
"Man, what the hell is his problem?" Armpit asked.
"He's just mad she's not some ghetto-fabulous chick," Zig-Zag joked.
"Ay, chica, that bag! You have one of those? Them bags are like $1500 bucks. I tried to steal one of them for my sister once but the security in that place is insane. Louis Vuitton or something, right? Damn girl, you must be rich."
Everyone looked at me waiting for my reply. "I guess," I mumbled. For about the millionth time in my life my family's money had brought be more embarrassment and shame than it had pride. "So," I said brightly, trying to change the subject, "which bed is mine?"
"This one," Caveman replied, pointing to a cot at the other end of the tent between his and Squid's.
"Thanks," I replied as I picked up my bag.
"Here, I'll get it," Squid offered as he reached for my bag.
"Um, thanks," I replied as I followed him towards my cot. He picked it up and placed it on the bed, and we all watched as it collapsed under the weight.
"Damn, girl! What you got in that bag?!" Armpit exclaimed.
"I don't know," I answered as Squid and I tried to put my cot back together, "my nanny packed it."
"Yeah," Zig-Zag remarked eyeing me suspiciously, "These cots can hold Armpit, its pretty scary if they can't hold your bag."
The boys laughed as I knelt down to open my bag. "At least she packed sensibly," I said as I pulled out a Polo Sport baseball cap. "Or...not..." I remarked as I pulled out a pair of Gucci heels. "I don't think I'll be wearing those anytime soon."
"Ooh girl, those are hot. What else you got in that bag?" Magnet inquired.
"Oh, CD's!" Squid exclaimed as he reached into my bag. "Bruce Springsteen, Bruce Springsteen, Bob Dylan, The Beatles, The Who... You're an old fashioned kinda girl, aren't you?" He asked me.
"I guess so," I replied, "my cousin always used to make fun of me and say I was born in the wrong time."
"No, I like it," Squid smiled, "It's refreshing."
I smiled bashfully and continued to unpack my things. Why was I feeling so shy? I'm never shy. I'm usually the first one in a situation to make friends, and here I was having trouble saying simple sentences.
15 minutes later I was finally finished packing my bag. "What was the point in even packing one?" I thought, "Its not like we get to wear our own clothes anyway."
"Listen," Squid said as he walked over to me, "We're all gonna head over to the Wreck Room before dinner. You wanna come?"
"No, I actually think I'm going to take a nap. I hardly slept at all the whole bus ride with all the guard's snoring. Thanks though."
"Okay, I guess one of us will come get you before dinner starts."
"Thanks," I replied as I took off my shoes.
"Sleep tight," Caveman said quietly as they left the tent.
"Thanks!" I called out. He was a nice kid, I decided. They all seemed nice. Except for X-Ray. I cringed to think that I had started out my first day on a bad foot with someone when I hadn't even done anything. I continued to let my thoughts wander until I had finally fallen asleep.
~* Okay, I'm very sorry its so short. Chapters 6 and 7 were actually supposed to be one chapter, but I thought that was kinda long. But, now I see that separately they're kinda short. Anyway, I'm working on Chapter 8 as we speak, so it will be up soon. Please Review and thanks so much to everyone who reviewed the last chapter!!~*