Heylo again, my fellow holes lovers…Tra la la, school is out for another month and a half…I have an extreme case of boredom so I guess I will update…

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Chapter 5, Maybe people do care

            Bailey flopped herself down on her cot and, after making sure everyone in the tent was asleep, started shedding silent tears.  A few minutes later, she heard footsteps outside the tent.  She quickly flipped over towards the wall before Squid came in.  She closed her eyes and prayed for sleep, not knowing that ZigZag was awake and watching her…

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            God.   I can't believe I got sent here.  I would have rather gone to jail.  Bailey was sitting in the middle of the same night on the bench outside the D-Tent.  She couldn't sleep.  She slumped down further and stared straight ahead at B-Tent. 

            Inside, ZigZag was having trouble sleeping, too.

            Bailey started to cry again, and then froze up stiffly when she heard the tent flap smack.  She didn't look back at it to see ZigZag step outside with a sigh.  Bailey's eyes grew larger and she didn't know what to do as ZigZag started to sit down on the bench.  It was so dark he couldn't see anything and didn't know she was there.

            Bailey let out a small squeak as he sat right on her.  He yelped a little and hopped off.  He stood up and looked back, sort of fearfully, sort of amused.  "Sorry," he said, jamming his hands in his shorts pockets, digging his toe nervously into the ground.

            Bailey drew her knees up to her chest.  "Its okay," she said muffledly, tears in her voice and streaming down her face.

            ZigZag sat down on the bench beside her.  He looked over at her with concern on his beautiful (a/n-I couldn't resist the opportunity) face.  "Have-have you been crying?" he asked, extending his arm to wipe a tear off her nose.  At this connection with his hand and her face she stiffened and jerked away.                

            Bailey didn't say a word and buried her face in her knees.  ZigZag looked around and didn't know what to do.  "Say, Bailey?"  He cautiously spoke.  He looked at her.  "I'm sorry about what I said earlier."  After he got no response, he tried again to strike up a conversation.  "Um, would you um, want to talk about something?  Is something bothering you?"  He cursed himself under his breath.  Stupid, why did you say that?  You weren't supposed to say that.  You don't care about her!  She's a speck of nothing!

            But she didn't seem to think that sounded as stupid as ZigZag thought it did.

            "Something?  Ha.  There is too much.  Besides, who cares, really?"  Bailey laid her right cheek on her knees, turning away from ZigZag.

            ZigZag looked at the ground.  "Good night," he whispered as he passed her on his way back to bed after what it seemed to be several hours. 

            After he left, Bailey sat up.  She cursed herself.  God, Bailey you were THIS close, THIS CLOSE.  Maybe these people do care.  Maybe people do want to know.  God, why am I kidding myself?  But, it would be kind of nice if someone actually cared about me before I had to-go…

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Sorry about the short chapters, I seem to have no inspiration…

Tal