Yay! Another chapter! Sorry about the little break…I had a little trouble writing this chappy. So, yeah. Just a couple thanx:

            Starwolf: Thanx so much for reviewing both of my stories!

            Insane Monster: I CALL SQUID!! Yep!! He's mine! You're awesome! Thanx so much :)

            Hafae a.k.a Hufflepuffer242: Thanx so much for reviewing! It means a lot! :)

            Incubus4lotr11: I'm glad you think Squid is happy! But…this chappy might get your hopes up…. **Hint hint**

            AND ALL THE REST OF YOU THANX SO MUCH FOR REVIEWING! I LOVE YOU ALL!! Well, not in that way..see, I love Squid in that way *Grins widely* I love him :):):):):):)

            Anyway, hope you enjoy!

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            Finally, it's over Magnet thought as he jumped out of the hole. Only him and Zigzag were the ones left.

            "Done?" Zigzag asked. He was waiting for Magnet to finish.

            "Yeah." Grabbing his shovel, both started walked towards the wreck room.

            "When do you suppose we'll get out of this camp?"

            "8 months and 13 days..for me anyway." Zigzag hurriedly answered. He had been counting the days since day one.

            "Lucky. I have more than that."

            "You'll get outta here someday…so how long were you sentenced for?"

            "2 years." (a/n: I have absolutely no clue about that!)

            "Yeah, you got here before I did."

            "Yeah-" Just as Magnet was about to answer, X-ray, with the rest of D-Tent trailing behind him (with the exception of Zero, who was still in the tent), came running over to them.

            "Dude! We got a letter from Squid!" X-ray yelled excitedly, holding the tan envelope up into his face. Zigzag grabbed it and tore it open. He tried to open it as quickly as he could, but his hands were fumbling. Magnet sighed, and seized it from his hands. He unfolded it, and read aloud,

            Hey guys,

What's up? Life here is okay. I saw the color green today. Haha, it was pretty cool. I wish you guys were he to see it too. I miss you guys.

            Anyway, my new family isn't as bad as I would have thought. Actually, they're pretty normal. I wish they would just lighten up a little, you know? They're acting kinda like they have to suck up to me.

 They also call me Alan. Do you have any clue about how annoying that is??

            I'll have to come see you soon. I'll ask tomorrow, I promise.

            Well, guys, I have no clue what to talk about. My room is pretty cool. A bed feels wonderful! I couldn't have imagined something so nice in my life. No offence, but I'm glad I'm outta those cots.

            Mail me back soon…there's not much to do here. I'll talk to you later.

            ~Squid

            They were silent for a moment before X-ray took off running.

            "Where are you going, man?" Magnet yelled after him. X-ray turned his head, still going forward and yelled back,

            "Writing him back!" All the boys smiled, and followed him into D-tent.

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            Squid sighed quietly as he roamed the streets of his new neighborhood. Stores were everywhere. Shoes stores, clothing stores, food stores, music stores, toy stores, picture stores, flower stores, outdoor shops…every type of store he could imagine. Man, he wish he could have had more money. Anything to be able to buy anything. Squid couldn't imagine the last time he had bought something for himself—for anyone, infact.

            Squid paused, looking through the window of a music store. He could hear rap music blaring into his ears, and he smiled. He used to love rap.

            "I'll just go check some out…maybe I can get some later." Squid walked into the store and looked around. There were so many cd's, DVD's…man, he didn't even know what a DVD was—well, never seem one actually. He walked over to the section with all the rap and rock.

            American Hi-Fi, Eminem, Ja Rule, OutKast, Shorty, Dr. Dre, DMX, Cold cut..gosh, he could go on and on…

            Squid looked around, seeing no one, and stuffed the Eminem and American Hi-Fi cd into his black sweatshirt pockets.

            Wow, did I just do that?...I guess I did…Again, he smiled. This felt good. Casually, he walked out the doors, but a blaring siren caught his ears.

            Shit! They still have these things?! He was already breathing hard before he started running through the streets.

            "STOP!!" A male voice yelled behind him.

            What do I do? What do I do? A thrilling thought then popped into his head. Camp Green Lake?? Possibly??

            Pounding footsteps echoed behind him, and two arms grabbed his arms, and another body tackled his to the pavement below. He struggled. Ow! That hurt. A red liquid slowly trickled down his forehead from where he hit the ground.

            "Hands behind your back!" A booming voice yelled into his ear. He complied, as the two cds fell from his pocket.

            The two police officers picked him off the ground as pair of gleaming handcuffs was locked around Squid's wrist.

            "You have the right to remain silent. Anything you say, can and will be used against you in the court of law…" Jeez, he had already heard that before. Squid's shoulders sagged and he walked over to the police car. They opened the door for him, and one said,

            "Watch your head."

            "Whatever." He muttered to himself, almost saying it aloud.

            ~*~*~*~*~*~*

            (A couple days later)

            "…and Alan, how do you plead?" The judge asked, her glasses fell down to bridge of her nose as he leaned forward.

            "Guilty." He sighed, and looked to the floor. This could have been one of the worst days of his life. Well, besides the day he left Camp Green Lake. His whole family was sitting behind him, his mom crying. Gosh, he wanted to cry himself.

            "All right, then. They had an opening at Jay's Pond Facility. Would you like to go there, or jail?"

            "…Uhh…" Why not Camp Green Lake?

            "Jay's Pond Facility it is then. 2 years!" She pounded her hammer onto the wooden board beneath.

            Yes…another Camp it is, then.

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            How did you like it? It took me exactly 49 minutes to write (right now it's 8:36pm), and I still have to write 2 pages of school work for tomorrow. Whoopee!! Review! PLEASE, and I'll love you! Uhh..again, not in that way. I all ready got my mind on someone else **wink wink**