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Chapter 2
Not The Real Story?

After Dr. Pendanski left, nobody moved. Everyone's eyes were locked on her. She shifted uncomfortably before daring to take her eyes off the ground. She was met with piercing blue orbs and equally vivid brown ones. Glancing around, she noticed that Magnet and Zigzag weren't the only ones looking.

"Could you please stop staring?" the beautiful teenager ventured, slowly wiping the sweat of her hands on her capris. Her hazel orbs shone with rage when none of them complied.

Growling, Katrina stood up, packs in hand, and walked over to her cot. "Jesus Christ," she muttered under her breath, not realizing that they could hear her, "you'd think they'd never seen a girl before." That brought the D-Tent boys back into reality.

"We've seen girls, just not in the past few months." Squid explained hesitantly. The others nodded in agreement.

"Yeah," Magnet continued, "it's weird chica." Katrina could only nod before turning toward her cot. She placed the obese backpacks on the bed and unzipped one, boys watching her every move.

"Um… did I grow a tail or something?" the teen asked indignantly. She received some bewildered gazes.

"No, why?" Squid inquired, confused. She glared.

"Because, you're all staring at me like I'm some kind of a circus freak and it's really making me uncomfortable. Can you please stop?" they had the decency to look sheepish when they turned away. It was quiet for a few minutes, a stiff silence falling over the tent.

"… Did you really shoot somebody?" asked Magnet, finally breaking the silence. The boys paused, before continuing what they were doing. Katrina turned towards them, tears brimming in her eyes, and nodded.

"Were they… ya know, hurt?" he continued. A pregnant pause filled the air.

"He… didn't make it." she answered, a few tears sliding down her cheeks. She roughly tried to wipe them away, but more only replaced them. A few of the guys moaned when they saw and walked over.

"Aw, don't cry." Begged Zigzag. The others nodded.

"Man, we hate it when girls cry." Squid continued, sounding slightly angry. The others showed signs of agreement.

Chuckling, she apologized. "S-sorry." she stuttered, a small smile lightening up her face. She decided to let them return to their cots, comforting her was a big enough blow to their fragile male egos. In the distance, some kind of bell sounded. Katrina practically jumped out of her skin. When she looked up, the boys were leaving.

"Hey, um, Magnet, right?" The tall boy standing up from his cot turned to her.

"No," he answered cautiously, "I'm Zigzag."

"Oh," Katrina looked to her feet once more, not at all pleased with her current predicament. "Sorry." It was silent for a moment as the tent emptied.

"…What is it?" he asked finally.

"Oh, um, what's going on?" he stared down at her.

"Dinner." He turned away from her, but stopped after a few steps. Without turning around, he advised, "You'd better get changed. The warden's strict about uniform." On that final note, he walked away and out of the tent.

Sighing, Katrina headed his warning and took of her jeans and sneakers, pulling on the ugly orange jumpsuit. At first she'd closed it up all the way, but upon realizing how hard that made it to breath, she reconsidered her options. Taking her arms out of the sleeves, she copied what most of the other boys did and tied the upper half around her waist. Adjusting her tee shirt, she exited the tent and approached the mess hall.

Upon her entrance, all was quiet. The members of Camp Green Lake only stared, eyes never leaving the new female occupant. Katrina stepped into the line with other boys waiting to get their meal. She was thankful to find that in front of her was a D-Tent boy, Zero if she remembered correctly. Whispers began to drift through the room.

"…Holy crap, that's a girl…"

"…He wasn't lyin'…"

"…I wonder what tent she's in…"

"…Dang she's hot…"

"…I'd definitely like to hit that…"

Katrina shook her head in order to block out the voices. Taking her tray, she looked around. Boldly tilting her chin up, she began to advance towards D-Tent's table. Catcalls followed her the entire way.

She tried not to focus on how many of the boys here were gang members or rapists, but it didn't work. She couldn't help but wonder how many of them had been put away for sexual assault. A hand collided with her backside, causing her to pause in shock before continuing onward. She stopped in front of D-Tent's table.

"Um, can I sit with you guys?" before they had a chance to answer, a hand shot out from another table and wrapped around her wrist.

"Hey sweetie, you can sit with us." A husky voice emanated from the owner of the hand's grinning mouth. The other occupants of the table whooped and hollered, looking her up and down while smirking suggestively.

"Uh, t-that's ok. I'll just go eat… outside." She assured them, trying to pull her wrist from the boy's grip. No such luck as he just tightened his hold.

"You can't go yet, we haven't been… acquainted." Once again, the table was in a gleeful uproar. She frowned.

"Katrina, nice to meet you. Now can I go?" the table chuckled.

"What tent are you in?"

"D-Tent."

"Aw, what a shame. Well, you can come n' visit A-Tent anytime you want. Like now." He yanked her down to the bench, "We'd love to have you."

"Let go!" she growled angrily as a hand snaked its way up her thigh.

"Don't be like that," another boy said, arm encircling her waist, "We just want to spend time with you."

"No!"

"Aw c'mon honey…"

"Stop it!" her lunch teetered dangerously on the tray as she struggled to stand.

"Why don-"

"I believe the lady said no." At Zigzag's words, A-Tent looked up to find that all of D-Tent had walked over and stood not a foot away, glaring down at them.

In the midst of their confusion, Katrina pulled away. She was pushed behind Squid and X-Ray with Magnet to her left, Armpit to her right, and Zigzag behind her. Zero had remained seated, but glared in the table's general direction while X-Ray did so to all the tables. Everyone was, at this point, silent.

"Anyone who messes with D-Tent's girl is gonna hafta answer to us, got it?" He ground out menacingly. No one even dared to breath, but it was a silent confirmation. Turning, the group returned to their table and sat down, this time making room for Katrina. People stopped staring and returned to their dinner, wrapping themselves up in their own private conversations.

As they sat, she heard Zigzag mutter, "A stands for Assholes" under his breath.

"Thanks you guys." She gratified appreciatively. Squid snorted.

"We didn't do it for you," he pointed out rudely, "we just didn't want to get blamed when something bad happened. You heard Mom."

"I know," she answered sincerely, "but that doesn't change the fact that you did it." they sent her some odd looks, but didn't reply. A silence fell on the group, until Armpit finally broke it.

"So, Katrina is it?" he asked, trying to still sound tough. She nodded.

"Yeah, but you can call me Kat." She told them nonchalantly.

"What's 'Nickelback'?" he asked, pointing to her chest.

"A band," the brunette responded, glancing down at the name scrawled across her breast. "They're a favorite of mine." The boys nodded, but didn't say anything. She used it as a chance to take a good look at her new companions.

X-Ray was nothing special to look at, but it wasn't hard to see that he was the leader. He was cocky and held an heir of pride that made you not want to mess with him.

Armpit seemed a bit like a bully, but she was sure he had a soft side underneath his hard shell. He reminded her of those big, tough guys you'd see in coffee houses in the city whom were poets at heart.

Squid wasn't too hard on the eyes, although he tried far too hard to be tough. She could practically see the scared little boy hiding inside him. It made her kind of sad to know he was so awkward he needed to put up a mask.

Zero was just quiet, obviously the silent and observing type. She sensed he held a boyish charm. It was practically radiating off of him. She was sure he wasn't just an introvert, their was a rational reason behind his silence.

Magnet was good-looking and seemed pretty nice. She had a feeling it wouldn't be hard to warm up to him, and could tell he was a joker with an interesting sense of humor. She always loved a good laugh, so maybe they'd get along.

Zigzag was a bit of an enigma, though. She wasn't entirely sure what to think of him. He seemed so distant and untrusting yet helpful, even kind, when they were in the tent. And, just then he'd spoken up for her and called her a lady. She wondered what his deal was.

Content with her analysis of each boy, she began listening to D-Tent's current conversation. Magnet was bragging about his thieving abilities while he and the other boys swapped detailed accounts of how they were caught.

"… So, about a foot from the door, some guy drops this huge bag of kibble n' it spills everywhere. The dog musta smelled it 'cause he started barkin up a storm, man. I took off runnin, but the cops caught up just five blocks away." Katrina couldn't help but grin at Magnet's story. She'd caught bits and pieces earlier, so she knew what he was talking about.

"Hey, if you'd been able to keep the puppy, what would you've named it?" she asked. He shrugged at the question.

"I don't know, chica. I guess if I had him now I would call him 'El Stupido' for getting me caught." Everyone chuckled at this.

"Hey Kat," Squid called out, "wanna give us your play by play?" she froze. What if they saw through her lie? For a moment she was too scared to remember the story she'd come up with.

"I, uh…" thankfully, her memory came back with a jolt and, taking a deep breath, she told her tale.

"See, I'd always carry this gun with me. For self-protection, ya know? Well, one winter day I was looking for some shelter since it was so cold out. I ducked into this little mom n' pop store and started looking at little trinkets and things. But I couldn't afford any of 'em so I figured I'd just stick one or two in my pockets and walk out of there, no harm no foul. There wasn't anything for theft prevention so I figured I'd have nothing to lose.

"So, I shoved this beautiful, expensive Swarovski Crystal cat in my jacket and looked around for a bit longer so it wouldn't seem too suspicious. Finally, after a few more minutes, I headed for the door. Only problem was, at that moment someone else had just left but hadn't held the door. I wasn't paying attention and when it was closing it bumped into me, causing the cat in my jacket to fall out and crack.

"There was this guy about our age, maybe a few years older, behind the counter. He was pissed n' went towards the phone. I panicked, thinking it was for the police, and didn't know what to do. I don't know what came over me, but before I knew what was happening I'd already pumped some lead into the guy.

"I was completely shocked at myself. I'd never actually used my gun before, let alone shot it at another human being. I must've just stood there for at least a minute just letting the fact that I'd killed somebody register. Then what happened really hit me full force. I realized I was a criminal. I knew they were gonna send me to jail.

"As you can imagine, I wasn't going to stand around any longer after that. I grabbed the dropped crystal, incase it had my fingerprints on it, and bolted from the store. But, someone had already heard the gunshots and called 911. After a few blocks I was cornered in an alleyway with nowhere to run, so I gave myself up. It wasn't long before I was bagged in the back of a cop car."

Finished with her story, Katrina stood. She hadn't touched her lunch, but it was all right. She'd eaten earlier and had some food in her pack. The boys, who were sitting stone still in shock from her story, shook themselves from their stupor. ((An: lotsa 'S's in that sentence. ;P))

"Where you goin', chica?" Magnet asked confusedly. The others looked up with him.

"I'm not hungry." She shrugged. They stared incredulously.

"You're going to waste perfectly good food?" Squid asked. In response, she dropped her tray on the table. The two solids collided loud with a clanging sound.

"Knock yourselves out." On that final note, she returned to the tent.

"I don't believe her." Zigzag stated bluntly almost as soon as she had left.

"You don't?" X-Ray asked, lifting one eyebrow. The blond shook his head.

"Naw, not at all."

"Why not? I don't think it's possible to make something like that up."

"Think about it." he explained, "If she was so scared of him calling the police, why didn't she just run? Shooting him only guaranteed that they'd show up."

"Hey, Zig's right." Squid agreed, "And if she was so hysterical after shooting, how was she level headed enough to pick up what she was originally trying to steal?"

"Why was she carrying a gun in the first place?" Magnet asked, joining the conversation, "And if she lost it enough to fire at that guy, how come she didn't shoot at the cops?"

The D-Tent boys looked back and forth at each other. In under two minutes, they'd found numerous conflicts with Katrina's story. All they could do was sit there confused. What had really happened?

Armpit's voice rang out with a final, incriminating, albeit stupid, question, "How do you get hit by a door?"

End of Chapter

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