Hey guys! I'm back from holiday(duhh). It was pretty fun. It rained though :(
So I went shopping there, and found this awesome game shop. They had computers which people could use for free! 8D They had this giant lifesize replica of the guy from metal gear solid. I squealed with joy. And they had anime, manga and tons of anime posters on the walls. There were lots of final fantasy ones :D especially one of Vincent looking paticulary sexy. But alas, I did not buy anything. I was too shy to ask in a different language u__u
Anyway, I had lots of euros left. So I converted it to pounds and bought a dress and some shoes. In 10 minutes, I had spent 40 pounds haha
With the rest I'm buying the holes book. So I can finally understand the personalitys better.

That was a long explanation lol!
In this chapter I've tried portraying a different side to Laura.

enjoy.

-Martha

The sun was beating down on the back of Laura's neck, heating her hair as it did so. With an irritated mumble, she dragged it into a ponytail to relieve her neck of the hideous heat. Leaning onto her shovel, she wiped the sweat from her forehead.

She had been digging at least two weeks. And she still wasn't good at it.

Over these two weeks, Laura had formed a routine. After the first few days she noticed she began to, well, smell. So she started making sure she got up half an hour early to grab a shower before any of the boys got in there. She found her bikini top and shorts buried within her underwear, so that was one weight off her shoulders. When she did actually get into the shower, she found one single bar of soap. That meant she had to wash her hair with normal soap, which consequently made her hair knotty and untameable, but she didn't mind that much considering everyone else looked bad when dying from the heat. As for getting up early, she woke up automatically around 3:40 or 4:00 am, giving her enough time to get a quick shower.

Laura yearned for the piercing cold water of the showers as she jumped out from her 3 foot hole, and dangled her legs off the edge. After a few minutes, Magnet had sat beside her and they were talking.

Over the days they had got a friendship going, and now Laura was seeing the benefits of actually having someone to talk to. Since the 'sharing circle' occurence, she stayed as far away from Pendanski as possible. It may not of been his fault, but she still didn't want to see him.

"Come on, the trucks here."

Laura turned her head at Magnets voice, and did indeed see the truck driving through the desert, sending dust into the sky and presumeably into the faces of C-Tent.

Laura smiled at this.

She noticed it after only a few days, but all the tents had a certain air of competitiveness about them. She too had developed this need to beat the other tents, and any misfortune that came to tent A, B, C or E came as great pleasure. She hadn't gotten a proper chance to meet many of them, but the stories the others had told her were enough to dislike them enough.

"They tried to set fire to our tent once!" Zigzag had told her, using his fingers to make a flame like image. But Magnet had clipped him round the head with a laugh.

"No they didn't, man."

Laura believed it though. Zigzag was still her mentor, thought he would stop being it after a week or so. He hadn't really done that much. Just helped her out of her hole occasionally, and that was about it. Still, Laura liked to think he liked her as a friend. Even if he didn't.

"Magnet, wait for me!" she ran after him, nearly tripping into a few holes as she did so. But then she heard the voice of someone she didn't want to hear.

"Come on boys," it paused, "...and girl." then there was a nerdy giggle and snort. Laura walked the rest of the way to the truck, and shuffled to the back behind Zero.

"You thirsty, Rex?"

"Yo, it's X-ray."

Ah, the nicknames. Laura still hadn't achieved the honour of having one. But she heard that it took Magnet a month to get his. In the meantime, they just didn't really talk to him. That was happening to her. D-Tent were generally friendly, but they weren't exactly friends. The only person who tried to engage her in conversation(apart from Magnet) was Stanley. But he was like that with everyone.

Without realizing it, Laura was at the front of the line, and her canteen was taken out of her hand. She looked up at this and held her breath. She didn't want Pendanski to say anything. Please don't say anything, please don't-

"Here you go." she looked down and saw he was handing her water back. Oh. He didn't say anything.

"Thank god!" Laura exclaimed a little too loudly, achieving odd looks from 'Mom'. Without another word, she scurried off to the food table, and took an apple and cracker.

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"Still haven't got your nickname, then?"

"No."

Laura and Magnet were sat beside his hole, having finished their small lunch. Magnet looked quite content, while Laura was looking miserable.

"Don't worry, it took me-"

"A month. I know."

It didn't bother her that much, but she still wanted to fit in as much as she could without having surgery to change her gender. Fitting in was important to her, because that way you weren't stared at or talked about. But that was quite hard seeing as most of the boys there hadn't seen a girl in months.

With a sigh, Laura stood and brushed the dust from her backside and hands.

"Well, adios. I better finish my hole before it gets dark."

Magnet laughed.

"Good luck with that one, chica."

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Laura trudged to the 'wreck hall.' She had finished after everyone else, but there was still enough time to go to the hall. She didn't spend that much time there, she had only been here once or twice, considering she was usually too tired to do anything after a dig. But she was still on her quest to fit in, and she thought this was the place to do it.

When she walked in, she let out a sigh of relief as people didn't stare at her. If they did though, it was obvious to expect it from them seeing as it was an ALL BOYS camp. But she figured they had gotten used to her unusual presence.

"Hi, Magnet." Laura smiled and greeted him, as she leant against the pool table he was playing on. The boy, from B-Tent, playing against him narrowed his eyes slightly at her, before taking his shot. She didn't notice.

"Who's winning?" she asked, reffering to the game. Magnet rolled his eyes and pointed lazily at the boy.

"Him."

"Of course. I had a feeling you wouldn't be good at pool." she started laughing, and didn't notice the other boy sneaking around the table.

All of a sudden, she felt a slap on her lower back area.

"You're not really my type, but I would." she heard the voice behind her, and then a harsh laugh, some from the other campers too. She didn't have to turn round to know it was the boy who did it.

Suddenly, a rage built up inside her as she spun around and slapped the boy across his face. He looked quite startled, as he bought his hand up to his face and covered his now red cheek.

"Hey!" he snarled. But he didn't have time to say much else as Laura tackled him to the ground, and grabbed the collar of his jumpsuit.

"Don't ever touch me!" she screamed, "I hate you, Tom! I hate you!"

"Who the hell is Tom-" but he was stopped when her fist smashed into his mouth. She couldn't do that much damage, she knew that, but she wouldn't to do as much as possible. She didn't know how she get the strength, but Laura was managing to hold the boy against the floor.

All she saw was Tom in the face of this boy.

And she wanted to kill him.

By now, the whole hall was staring at the scene. Laura continued to attempt puching the boy in the face hard enough to do some serious damage. But suddenly, she was dragged upwards by someone holding her arms behind her back.

"Let me go!" she yelled, trying to kick the holder in the shins, "Now!" but he didn't let go as she was dragged outside of the hall. At first she thought it was Magnet, but then realized he was much too tall for that. With one slight turn of the head, she saw who it was.

ZigZag.

"Why did you do that?" she yelled at him, once he had released her. He looked down at her, with big blue eyes.

"The rest of B-Tent would of jumped on you." he answered, some of his paranoia hiding behind his words.

"He deserved it! I needed to kill him! It's all Tom's fault!" she snarled, with which Zigzag replied with a confused look.

"Tom...? His name's Jack." he paused, "Are you going crazy?" Laura opened and shut her mouth, trying to say something. But no sound came out.

"I, he..." all of a sudden, she burst out into tears. Zigzag looked ataken back. Out of nowhere, Laura's head buried into his front, as she wettened his jumpsuit with her tears.

Cautiosly, he raised a hand and slowly patted her back, although while he did so he looked at her suspiciously.

But when the crying did not stop, his eyes softened.

Okayy, I had to find a way for Zigzag and Laura to interact. Hope it wasn't too cheesy for your liking.

Reviews? :3