NOTE: Thanks for the reviews, they make me happy. So happy in fact that
I'm blowing off studying so I can write a little more. Hehe. And have no
fear, romances will blossom in the near future, just you wait =) And yeah,
I can't believe I forgot to put Twitch in the story so far! AH! That will
soon be fixed
**Q- I LOVE YOU and I'm going to miss you dearly. Your note like made me cry (yeah, the one that didn't show up on the website, haha). We'll communicate through fan fiction, it'll be like a secret language or something. Then again I could always just pick up the phone... but who wants to be that unoriginal? Congrats on making it through HS =D
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"Ack," Q grunted as she fell backwards for the umpteenth time that day, "How the hell do I do this, bu-ddy?"
All the boys of D-Tent, and the other girl of G-Tent, looked over at her with sympathy. If having to dig her first hole wasn't bad enough, the shovel towered a good few inches above Q's head, which only added to the difficulty. For all the effort she was putting into digging, she didn't show many signs of progress. In fact, every time she pressed down on the shovel *she* seemed to move more often than the dirt did.
"Maybe you should just dig with your hands?" Magnet suggested.
"You could pull the blade of the shovel off? Maybe it would be easier if you didn't have the long handle..." Caveman proposed, always one to offer an idea.
"No!" Zigzag yelled instantly, "They're watching.. you don't want to know what they'll do if you break the shovel!"
And so it was that Quimby was stuck still struggling to dig her hole when Mr. Sir drove up in the water truck. They all lined up, in the correct order, as he supplied them with (as he liked to call it) life. After all the water jugs had been filled, Mr. Sir looked critically at the dent Q had made in the ground.
"Now just wut have you been up to? Not diggin' your hole I see. That ain't the way things work here at Camp Green Lake, I'm sure the warden wud be happy to hear of -" but he was cut off by Q's sobs.
It was a habit of Q's that she really couldn't help. Sometimes she just had the urge to cry. Kind of like that time she lost her glasses, though they were really on her head. Or the time her glasses fell off and she broke down in front of a group of kids she didn't really know. Or when the people at Hannahfords kicked her out. Likewise, she just broke out crying now.
She began to stutter out some indecipherable words in a high-pitched voice that sounded something like, "...trying...shovel...short...falling..." but she was unable to create complete sentences.
Mr. Sir was completely taken aback by this display. Never before had he needed to deal with something like *this*. No body ever cried at Camp Green Lake! These were supposed to be tough juvenile delinquents.
But he couldn't loose his authority now, not in front of all the campers. He just had to play it cool. Keep his head up, and keep his words stern. He took in a deep breath, prepared to tell her to quit her yapping and answer his question, but instead all that came out what, "Make it shut up! Jesus!" and then he stumbled quickly into his truck and drove away at high speed, barely remembering to watch out for holes.
The boys all looked at Q, some with concern, some with confusion, and some with derision, for they weren't very used to such a presentation of emotions. The Hotness, however, was unable to stifle herself and broke out laughing.
"Sorry Q, but I'm so used to it by now... and did you see Mr. Sir's face? HA!" She fell over into her hole in hysterics.
Squid jumped up out of his hole, and the more sympathetic boys cringed, preparing for him to come down harshly on Q for her outburst. He was never one to enjoy a show of emotion.
"Need help with your hole?" was all he asked.
The other boys, and Laney, thought they must've misheard him. Or maybe it was a joke. Did Squid just offer to *help* someone else with their hole? And did he just ignore that crying fit that had just occurred? No one could believe it; it was just TOO out of character for him.
Quimby, who was now returning to a normal state (the fits tended to come and go in little waves), replied, "I think I've got it under control." And to prove her point picked up her shovel and jammed it into the ground...
...and fell over backwards. When she landed, she was facing the road, and she signaled towards it.
"Looks like we got a new friend," X-Ray said sarcastically as he saw the bus approaching.
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They all finished their holes quickly, anxious to get back to camp to see the new arrival. All except Q that is, who just dug half a hole and walked back to camp hoping no one would notice (or be too scared to ask in fear of upsetting her).
They all wandered anxiously around the camp, in the showers, and through the wreck room, hoping for a glance at the new boy... or girl. By late afternoon they had decided that they had been mistaken, and that there was no new camper after all, until Pendanski finally walked in with not one, but TWO kids by his side.
To his left what a short boy wearing a visor. His eyes flickered nervously around the room, and his fingers were playing constantly with the zipper on his orange jumpsuit. His mouth kept moving from a smile, to a frown, and back again, and it was evident that even though he stood there before them he would never be one to stand completely still. Without even having to think about it, the other campers unanimously dubbed the new boy Twitch.
To Pendanski's right stood a girl, with a fairly indifferent look on her face. She was taller than Laney and Q, more of a normal height, with long blond hair pulled into braids. She carried a guitar slung across her shoulders, and looked idly at the kids around her, slightly nervous that she didn't see any other girls.
And then she heard it from the far back corner of the wreck room, "Boo- woop!"
She recognized the call, as it had become familiar to her as the password to get into their hideout. She called back, "Boo-woop!" hopefully. And Laney and Q finally appeared plowing through the tall boys.
"KP!" they cried in unison, and ran up to greet her. The new girl broke out in laughter and embraced in a group hug.
"So they got you too? Oh man, who's left manning the project? Is it... over?" Laney asked hesitantly.
"No fear," KP, replied happily, "Emma's still on the job. She's got it under control..."
"Excuse me!" Pendanski broke in, shoving The Hotness and Q away, annoyed that his tour of the camp had been broken into. He proceeded to show KP and Twitch around the grounds. KP, obviously, was placed into G-Tent, and lucky Twitch was now a member of D-Tent.
By the time they were settled into camp, it was time for dinner.
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"Is that... I mean, does it taste..." Magnet broke off, not sure how to finish the sentence without sounding offensive. He was standing next to Laney in the dinner line, eyeing her veggie burger suspiciously.
"Yeah, it's actually really good! Well, better than that crap," she signaled towards the slop the other kids were getting piled onto their plates.
"I've never really liked eating animals," Magnet confessed.
"Then don't!" Laney encouraged, and then called towards the cook, "Hey, how about grilling up another burger?"
"How about shoving it up your - !" The cook began to reply, but cut himself off quickly, afraid he'd upset the warden if he didn't comply. He really hated that girl.
Laney giggled slightly, enjoying her ability to push the cook around, "There! Now you never have to eat dead flesh again! Unless you want to of course"
Magnet stuck out his tongue, "'Cause it sounds to appetizin' when you push it that way and all."
She smiled in response, and murmured, "Mmm mmm!" before laughing and walking away towards the usual table. Magnet watched her as she walked away, a small smile playing on his lips.
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It was evident to the boys throughout dinner that there was something strange about KP and Laney's friendship. Not strange in an awkward or troublesome way at all, but when watching them together it was evident that the girls were just TOO MUCH a like. They didn't look alike in the least, but their mannerisms, sense of humor, and attitudes they were ridiculously close. And it was evident that they shared numerous inside jokes that no one else, save Q some of the time, understood.
However, KP was not quite so obnoxiously politically correct as Laney, though she did have her moments, and in general she was probably the more outgoing of the two.
"Yeah, we're usually considered to be one person," KP informed the table after Caveman had commented on their similarity.
"Considered to be?" Laney scoffed, "We ARE one person."
"...on the kitchen floor!" KP replied, and the three girls laughed, while the boys looked on with confusion. As with the other jokes that night, they decided to ignore it and move on.
"How'd ya get Mr. Sir to lettcha keep your guitar?" Squid asked, honestly curious as normally no one was allowed to keep personal belongings with them.
"Oh, I'm not really sure," KP recalled, "I guess when he tried to take it from me I said something about how special it was, and he instantly freaked out screaming, 'Now don't you cry! I've had enough of it! No more cryin'!' and he just kept yelling. I wasn't even crying or anything, I have no idea what he was talking about, he seemed pretty flustered. And in the end he just told me to keep the guitar. I have no idea what had gotten into him."
All around the table eyes shot towards Q , who smiled sheepishly. KP, this time, was the one out of the loop.
"So do you know how ta play?" X-Ray asked KP, but she shook her head.
"Not yet, I only just got it for my birthday, but I want to learn."
Zigzag, who had stayed fairly silent through dinner, picked his eyes up at this stared at KP. A moment later her eyes flicker toward him, and she offered a friendly smile. He seemed embarrassed at being caught watching her, and quickly returned his eyes to his food, trying hard to hide his smile.
NOTE: and now, back to studying!
**Q- I LOVE YOU and I'm going to miss you dearly. Your note like made me cry (yeah, the one that didn't show up on the website, haha). We'll communicate through fan fiction, it'll be like a secret language or something. Then again I could always just pick up the phone... but who wants to be that unoriginal? Congrats on making it through HS =D
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"Ack," Q grunted as she fell backwards for the umpteenth time that day, "How the hell do I do this, bu-ddy?"
All the boys of D-Tent, and the other girl of G-Tent, looked over at her with sympathy. If having to dig her first hole wasn't bad enough, the shovel towered a good few inches above Q's head, which only added to the difficulty. For all the effort she was putting into digging, she didn't show many signs of progress. In fact, every time she pressed down on the shovel *she* seemed to move more often than the dirt did.
"Maybe you should just dig with your hands?" Magnet suggested.
"You could pull the blade of the shovel off? Maybe it would be easier if you didn't have the long handle..." Caveman proposed, always one to offer an idea.
"No!" Zigzag yelled instantly, "They're watching.. you don't want to know what they'll do if you break the shovel!"
And so it was that Quimby was stuck still struggling to dig her hole when Mr. Sir drove up in the water truck. They all lined up, in the correct order, as he supplied them with (as he liked to call it) life. After all the water jugs had been filled, Mr. Sir looked critically at the dent Q had made in the ground.
"Now just wut have you been up to? Not diggin' your hole I see. That ain't the way things work here at Camp Green Lake, I'm sure the warden wud be happy to hear of -" but he was cut off by Q's sobs.
It was a habit of Q's that she really couldn't help. Sometimes she just had the urge to cry. Kind of like that time she lost her glasses, though they were really on her head. Or the time her glasses fell off and she broke down in front of a group of kids she didn't really know. Or when the people at Hannahfords kicked her out. Likewise, she just broke out crying now.
She began to stutter out some indecipherable words in a high-pitched voice that sounded something like, "...trying...shovel...short...falling..." but she was unable to create complete sentences.
Mr. Sir was completely taken aback by this display. Never before had he needed to deal with something like *this*. No body ever cried at Camp Green Lake! These were supposed to be tough juvenile delinquents.
But he couldn't loose his authority now, not in front of all the campers. He just had to play it cool. Keep his head up, and keep his words stern. He took in a deep breath, prepared to tell her to quit her yapping and answer his question, but instead all that came out what, "Make it shut up! Jesus!" and then he stumbled quickly into his truck and drove away at high speed, barely remembering to watch out for holes.
The boys all looked at Q, some with concern, some with confusion, and some with derision, for they weren't very used to such a presentation of emotions. The Hotness, however, was unable to stifle herself and broke out laughing.
"Sorry Q, but I'm so used to it by now... and did you see Mr. Sir's face? HA!" She fell over into her hole in hysterics.
Squid jumped up out of his hole, and the more sympathetic boys cringed, preparing for him to come down harshly on Q for her outburst. He was never one to enjoy a show of emotion.
"Need help with your hole?" was all he asked.
The other boys, and Laney, thought they must've misheard him. Or maybe it was a joke. Did Squid just offer to *help* someone else with their hole? And did he just ignore that crying fit that had just occurred? No one could believe it; it was just TOO out of character for him.
Quimby, who was now returning to a normal state (the fits tended to come and go in little waves), replied, "I think I've got it under control." And to prove her point picked up her shovel and jammed it into the ground...
...and fell over backwards. When she landed, she was facing the road, and she signaled towards it.
"Looks like we got a new friend," X-Ray said sarcastically as he saw the bus approaching.
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They all finished their holes quickly, anxious to get back to camp to see the new arrival. All except Q that is, who just dug half a hole and walked back to camp hoping no one would notice (or be too scared to ask in fear of upsetting her).
They all wandered anxiously around the camp, in the showers, and through the wreck room, hoping for a glance at the new boy... or girl. By late afternoon they had decided that they had been mistaken, and that there was no new camper after all, until Pendanski finally walked in with not one, but TWO kids by his side.
To his left what a short boy wearing a visor. His eyes flickered nervously around the room, and his fingers were playing constantly with the zipper on his orange jumpsuit. His mouth kept moving from a smile, to a frown, and back again, and it was evident that even though he stood there before them he would never be one to stand completely still. Without even having to think about it, the other campers unanimously dubbed the new boy Twitch.
To Pendanski's right stood a girl, with a fairly indifferent look on her face. She was taller than Laney and Q, more of a normal height, with long blond hair pulled into braids. She carried a guitar slung across her shoulders, and looked idly at the kids around her, slightly nervous that she didn't see any other girls.
And then she heard it from the far back corner of the wreck room, "Boo- woop!"
She recognized the call, as it had become familiar to her as the password to get into their hideout. She called back, "Boo-woop!" hopefully. And Laney and Q finally appeared plowing through the tall boys.
"KP!" they cried in unison, and ran up to greet her. The new girl broke out in laughter and embraced in a group hug.
"So they got you too? Oh man, who's left manning the project? Is it... over?" Laney asked hesitantly.
"No fear," KP, replied happily, "Emma's still on the job. She's got it under control..."
"Excuse me!" Pendanski broke in, shoving The Hotness and Q away, annoyed that his tour of the camp had been broken into. He proceeded to show KP and Twitch around the grounds. KP, obviously, was placed into G-Tent, and lucky Twitch was now a member of D-Tent.
By the time they were settled into camp, it was time for dinner.
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"Is that... I mean, does it taste..." Magnet broke off, not sure how to finish the sentence without sounding offensive. He was standing next to Laney in the dinner line, eyeing her veggie burger suspiciously.
"Yeah, it's actually really good! Well, better than that crap," she signaled towards the slop the other kids were getting piled onto their plates.
"I've never really liked eating animals," Magnet confessed.
"Then don't!" Laney encouraged, and then called towards the cook, "Hey, how about grilling up another burger?"
"How about shoving it up your - !" The cook began to reply, but cut himself off quickly, afraid he'd upset the warden if he didn't comply. He really hated that girl.
Laney giggled slightly, enjoying her ability to push the cook around, "There! Now you never have to eat dead flesh again! Unless you want to of course"
Magnet stuck out his tongue, "'Cause it sounds to appetizin' when you push it that way and all."
She smiled in response, and murmured, "Mmm mmm!" before laughing and walking away towards the usual table. Magnet watched her as she walked away, a small smile playing on his lips.
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It was evident to the boys throughout dinner that there was something strange about KP and Laney's friendship. Not strange in an awkward or troublesome way at all, but when watching them together it was evident that the girls were just TOO MUCH a like. They didn't look alike in the least, but their mannerisms, sense of humor, and attitudes they were ridiculously close. And it was evident that they shared numerous inside jokes that no one else, save Q some of the time, understood.
However, KP was not quite so obnoxiously politically correct as Laney, though she did have her moments, and in general she was probably the more outgoing of the two.
"Yeah, we're usually considered to be one person," KP informed the table after Caveman had commented on their similarity.
"Considered to be?" Laney scoffed, "We ARE one person."
"...on the kitchen floor!" KP replied, and the three girls laughed, while the boys looked on with confusion. As with the other jokes that night, they decided to ignore it and move on.
"How'd ya get Mr. Sir to lettcha keep your guitar?" Squid asked, honestly curious as normally no one was allowed to keep personal belongings with them.
"Oh, I'm not really sure," KP recalled, "I guess when he tried to take it from me I said something about how special it was, and he instantly freaked out screaming, 'Now don't you cry! I've had enough of it! No more cryin'!' and he just kept yelling. I wasn't even crying or anything, I have no idea what he was talking about, he seemed pretty flustered. And in the end he just told me to keep the guitar. I have no idea what had gotten into him."
All around the table eyes shot towards Q , who smiled sheepishly. KP, this time, was the one out of the loop.
"So do you know how ta play?" X-Ray asked KP, but she shook her head.
"Not yet, I only just got it for my birthday, but I want to learn."
Zigzag, who had stayed fairly silent through dinner, picked his eyes up at this stared at KP. A moment later her eyes flicker toward him, and she offered a friendly smile. He seemed embarrassed at being caught watching her, and quickly returned his eyes to his food, trying hard to hide his smile.
NOTE: and now, back to studying!