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It occurred to Frosty over the next few days that it was not only Squid that was still angry with him. As the days went by Frosty thought that maybe with time the boys would begin to forgive him for leaving them with extra work that one day, but he was wrong. At first it was just stupid things like pushing him, or tripping him as he walked by but after the third day Frosty moved behind Magnet in the water line. He hoped that this was temporary, but after he gave it more thought he realized that he was probably the first person to piss their tent off so badly that they moved him down in the water line.

Normally when you make a move in the water line it is because you have done something to earn your tent mates, or just the leader of your tent's respect. Most people move up a few spaces depending on when people leave and when new people come. It was tradition for the newest member of the tent to be at the end of the line, and then the leader at the front and then the rest filling in depending on how much respect they had from the leader. Frosty couldn't remember a time when someone was moved down a spot. He came to the conclusion that they had almost no respect for him.

There was now only one person who had less respect within the tent and that was Barf Bag, and he probably had more respect, but everyone wanted to be as far away from him incase he started throwing up again. On Barf Bag's first night he got sick and threw up all over his cot and even threw up once on X-ray, and so now he had a permanent spot at the end of the line.

It was not only the campers that were treating Frosty like crap; it was some of the councilors too. Mr. Sir, who normally filled up their canteens during the middle of the day, at the same time they got their lunches, noticed the new arrangement between the boys.

"So, Frosty, what did you do to be put all the way back there by barf bucket?"

Both Frosty and Barf Bag blushed at Mr. Sir's comment and then quickly got their canteens filled and grabbed their lunches and hurried back to digging. Frosty just didn't know if he could take it anymore.

It seemed that the boys had put a pause on their little adventures that they had been having. Not only was kitchen duty still going on, but none of the boys were on speaking terms with Frosty and he seemed to have the next piece of the puzzle. It took a lot of effort for Frosty to avoid the rude comments and gestures being sent his way all the time, so he just spent most of his time in the tent. This gave him a lot of time to think. He thought about what he had seen in the warden's cabin and what it all meant.

It was one particularly hot day and Frosty was lying on his cot in the tent thinking.

So…If the warden is Python's mom and she killed him…then that means that he had to have a father…but who…no, that isn't important. I wonder why she killed him. She said that she should have told her, but told her what? What did Python know that we don't? Frosty continued to think as the sun slowly set. He heard the bell ring which signaled dinner. He slowly lifted his tired and sore body and headed for dinner.

After dinner X-ray informed the rest of D-tent that they were going to go play pool. Frosty and Barf Bag knew that this didn't include them and so they stayed in the tent.

This is ridiculous Frosty thought to himself I have been here for over a year and I still don't get any respect. This sucks.

After Frosty finished feeling bad for himself he decided he better just go to bed instead of waiting up to hear about how much fun the pool game was. Frosty fell asleep almost instantly due to the silence in the tent. Barf Bag didn't say a word the entire time he was in the tent with Frosty, although he almost never said anything anymore.

The next morning they followed Mr. Sir to their digging site like always, but when they reached it they saw that they were next to the road. There is only one road that goes in and out of Camp Green Lake and they were digging right by it. At first they tried to ignore the dirt road that pie just in front of their eyes, but then their minds began to wander. They began to think about what was on the other side of that road. The way they saw it was that every road had to go somewhere, but this road was special. What it led to was special.

This road led to girls, and real food, and people who loved you, that road stood for everything that the boys left behind when they came to Camp Green Lake, and it was starting to take an effect on the boys. Most of the time once you got over the first few months of being there you kind of forgot about everything that you left behind, but digging by the road was a reminder. The boys would look up from their holes and look at the road with yearning eyes. Barf Bag was doing this the most frequently. He would look up form his hole straighten up and stare down the long straight road for minutes at a time. X-ray told him to snap out of it, but nothing help.

Right around lunch time Barf Bag's strange behavior took a turn for the worst. He took his eyes off his hole again, but instead of looking at the road he looked at the rattlesnake that was curled up right by his hole. Slowly he got up out of his hole and took of his shoe. He slowly made his way closer to the snake with his exposed foot.

There was a sudden burst of commotion as Zigzag looked up from his hole and saw what was going on. Everyone started yelling at Barf Bag to get away from the snake, but before they could do anything it was too late. A loud yell rang through the camp and Barf Bag winced and fell to the ground and quickly crawled away form the snake that threatened to strike again. Once he reached his hole the rest of the boys rushed over to him, but he soon fainted.

X-ray yelled at Frosty to go get help and despite his tired and sore muscles he took off running towards the camp yelling for someone to help. When he met the councilor of A-tent he was told to get back to digging and that the chopper would be here shortly. He was right within twenty minutes a helicopter came into view. It landed on the road and picked up Barf Bag's immobile body and carried him away to the nearest hospital.

After everyone was finished with their hole they were told that they had to go straight to the normal meeting room for an urgent meeting. Once everyone was there Mom came in with a sad look on his face.

"I know you boys have a lot on your mind with Barf Bag and all, but I have some news. I just got off the phone with the hospital and they said that he was in better condition, but no where close to alright. The nice doctor said that he had gone through some mental problems and that he needed emotional help as well as a number of treatments. We are not to be expecting him to be returning to camp.

Now I thought that maybe we needed to talk about our feelings a little bit. I know this is your free time, but Louis was a member of this family and we just lost him and I think we need to talk about it. Does anyone have anything to say?"

There was silence and it took about five minutes before anyone started to talk. After thirty minutes of talking the general consensus was that it sucked Barf Bag was gone, and that they did miss him.

After the meeting X-ray came up to Frosty and asked if he could talk to him.

"Frosty, I know that we have been a little…mean to you lately, but I want you to know that the way you ran to get help for Barf Bag was pretty cool man. Not everyone would have run in the heat and even though you're sore. We talked and we think that you're pretty alright."

Frosty smiled.

"Thanks X-ray."