CHAPTER TWO
"Nice, dirt. lots of dirt." Reagan stared at the view out the window of the bus that she was riding to Camp Green Lake. One might call it a criminal camp. She had been sentenced to sixteen months there as a result of the whole burning down the apartment building incident. The ground was bare except for holes that were scattered as far as the eye can see. The sun was hot and there were virtually no clouds. Even sitting in the air- conditioned bus Reagan was sweating. The bus pulled up to a to a cabin and stopped. The guard sitting in the front motioned for Reagan to get off and follow him. Reagan slid the straps of her backpack over her shoulders and stepped off the bus onto the packed dirt.
"In there Miss Mullally." The guard said, pointing at he nearest cabin. "Letting girls into this camp, I tell you."
"Who are you?" A man sitting behind a wooden desk glared at her.
"Reagan Mullally, sir." Reagan shifted uncomfortably. Something told her that he wasn't exactly expecting her.
"Isn't Reagan a boys name?" He asked pointedly.
"No sir, I don't think so." Reagan answered.
"oh, shit." He muttered to himself, "Follow me." Reagan followed him outside and into another tent. "These are the smallest size we got. They should fit you." He threw two bright orange jumpsuits at her, which she caught. "While you are here you are to dig on hole every day. It has to be five feet deep and five feet around, got that?"
"Yessir."
"Watch out for rattlesnakes and yellow-spotted lizards. Try not to mess around with any of the boys, either, because they will try things. If you go outside and to the left, you'll see a tent with the letter D on it, you'll stay in that tent."
"Okay sir." Reagan walked outside and looked around. There were a lot of tents to the left. In fact, all of the tents were to the left. Reagan looked around for D-tent, avoiding the stares of the many boys gathered all over the place. "this is going to be hell for sure."
"Nice, dirt. lots of dirt." Reagan stared at the view out the window of the bus that she was riding to Camp Green Lake. One might call it a criminal camp. She had been sentenced to sixteen months there as a result of the whole burning down the apartment building incident. The ground was bare except for holes that were scattered as far as the eye can see. The sun was hot and there were virtually no clouds. Even sitting in the air- conditioned bus Reagan was sweating. The bus pulled up to a to a cabin and stopped. The guard sitting in the front motioned for Reagan to get off and follow him. Reagan slid the straps of her backpack over her shoulders and stepped off the bus onto the packed dirt.
"In there Miss Mullally." The guard said, pointing at he nearest cabin. "Letting girls into this camp, I tell you."
"Who are you?" A man sitting behind a wooden desk glared at her.
"Reagan Mullally, sir." Reagan shifted uncomfortably. Something told her that he wasn't exactly expecting her.
"Isn't Reagan a boys name?" He asked pointedly.
"No sir, I don't think so." Reagan answered.
"oh, shit." He muttered to himself, "Follow me." Reagan followed him outside and into another tent. "These are the smallest size we got. They should fit you." He threw two bright orange jumpsuits at her, which she caught. "While you are here you are to dig on hole every day. It has to be five feet deep and five feet around, got that?"
"Yessir."
"Watch out for rattlesnakes and yellow-spotted lizards. Try not to mess around with any of the boys, either, because they will try things. If you go outside and to the left, you'll see a tent with the letter D on it, you'll stay in that tent."
"Okay sir." Reagan walked outside and looked around. There were a lot of tents to the left. In fact, all of the tents were to the left. Reagan looked around for D-tent, avoiding the stares of the many boys gathered all over the place. "this is going to be hell for sure."