I didn't plan on updating today, because I'm feeling lazy. Like really, 10 minutes ago I couldn't even bare the idea of dragging my lazy butt out of bed. Now here I am, in the living room, watching Beetlejuice :D

And I must admit, I'm kind of addicted to my own story…

I'm going to just start responding to reviews on here;

Fortheloveofbacon: I like the italics thing, too. It is pretty creative. On chapter 7, I couldn't stop writing! It was intense. Hattie Parker was the one who saw them in the book, and Trout saw them in the movie. So I figured, "hey, why don't I make something of that…" Btw, sorry for making you cry and scare your cat ;) That little ending scene was quite emotional. But for me, if it gets to the reader like that, I feel I've done well.

Violingirl101: I was going through looking for Kate fics, and I found The Greenlake Girls. It definitely sounded different, and it was. It's very creative and well written. Plus it actually did make me like the warden/Lou better :) And Linda is hilarious! What Emily (your other reviewer, yeah I creep), and I have in common that we're only about 2% less hyper than Linda. Well, especially when I get a hold of those Monster drinks…

But anyway, I'm really glad you like my story. I originally wasn't planning on writing it, but when my little obsession popped up a few months ago, I started reading Holes fics (Kate/Sam ones in particular, their story is my favorite part), and was unhappy seeing that there aren't very many of them. I mean there are a few really good ones, but they've never been finished or are just one-shots. It bothered me enough that I just had to write this. I added the whole italics thing because it would be much more interesting, and with just Kate's diary it would be too short.

But yeah, I'm really glad you guys like it so much. I thought it would be a fail, that's why I didn't want to write it in the first place, but I'm actually quite satisfied with it so far. Wow this is getting long, so I'll shut up and let Miss Kate do her talking :)

The sun finally began to rise, a sight which Kate greeted almost happily. She hadn't slept all night. That's the thing about deserts. Brutally hot in the day time, nearly freezing at night.

She'd planned out in her head what she would do today. She had to find a place to stay, an inn or something. And for that, she needed money. Which she didn't have.

So she needed to get her hands on some. Around here there was only one way to do that; rob a bank.

Kate sat up, stumbling clumsily over to Spirit, her horse. She'd decided he needed a name, rather than just "the horse I stole". She was taken by surprise at how weak her legs were, and a wave of fatigue swept over her. She had the sudden urge to just lay back down, curl up, and sleep the day away. But she couldn't stay out here, she'd die for sure. Three days max, she'd once heard from somewhere.

Although for the most part, dying sounded perfectly fine to her, there was something inside of her that pushed her on. A fire that she'd never even known she had. But what was the point now? Why live when she could die and possibly be with her love?

Sam would want her to go on.

A tear slid down her cheek.

No. No more tears.

She'd show them all what she was made of.

She was no longer Miss Katherine, the sweet schoolteacher. That girl had died with Sam.

She was Kate Barlow, the tough, the cold, the notorious.

Kate didn't play nice. She also didn't surrender.

She'd survive.

May 8, 1890

Dear Journal,

Today is my first bank robbery. I'll have to ride to somewhere far enough away, as there is probably a warrant for my arrest.

I plan to find an inn somewhere to stay in. I'm unsure of what my plans are for the future. I'll just keep moving along and see what comes my way.

Kate rode through the desert, finally coming to a small town, similar to Green Lake, but not as beautiful. Sin fin Desierto, it was called. The buildings were worn out, but people greeted her as she rode through, a few men tipping their hats at her. Kate didn't even look up.

She made her way into the small bank. A man in about his forties sat at the desk, with jet black hair and beady blue eyes, which shone with a familiar arrogance.

"Why howdy there, young lady. What's a pretty thing like you doing here at such an hour?" the man asked. Time for Kate to charm him. She forced a seductive smile.

"I just heard some good things about the bank here. Oh, but I'm not interested in the money." She added. The man grinned slyly, showing off his yellow teeth. He stood up and walked toward her.

Kate whipped out her pistol and pulled the trigger before he could make his move.

Then applied a thick coat of lipstick.

And kissed him on the forehead. He obviously wanted that kiss too, just like the sheriff.

She quickly ran for the stacks of money, stuffing her duffle bag. There wasn't much time though, for the townspeople began heading for the bank, hearing the bang.

She made a dash for the back door, hopping on Spirit's back. She'd escaped unnoticed.

There you go, loves. Sin fin desierto, the name of the town, actually means endless desert in Spanish. Pretty cool, eh? I'd love to write more, but it's midnight on a school night, and I'm about to get busted by my mother.

~Sabrina