CHAPTER THREE
Disclaimer: Thus far, I only own Reagan, but Max Kasch is definitely on my list of people to own one day.
Zigzag, Squid, and the rest of D-tent were just finishing up digging their holes when Magnet noticed the dirty old school bus driving down the path towards camp. "Lookit, guys." He said, pointing.
"Prolly just another punk." Said Squid through the toothpick in his mouth. He slung his shovel over his shoulder and readjusted his hat, which was covered in a thick layer of dust and dirt. "I'm going to the wreck room, anybody comin' with?"
"I'm comin', just a sec." Zigzag hoisted himself out of his hole and sat on the ground for a minute before pulling himself up. His hair was sticking straight out of his head at odd angles, looking like he's tried to spike it with hair gel or something. "Did Pendanski ever find out it was you who took his sun cream?" He said to Magnet, who had just thrown a huge shovel full of dirt onto one of the piles.
"Nope." Magnet said, laughing loudly. He had broken into Pendanski's cabin and swiped the one thing that you never saw him without, his bottle of sunscreen. He usually slathered it all over his nose so it was covered in thick white goop. "Did you see his face this morning?"
"That was quality." X-ray said, cackling to himself. Pendanski had been beat red all over when he had come to give D-tent their water that morning. Zigzag smiled to himself and started walking towards camp with Squid not far behind him. With them gone, only Magnet, X-ray, and Armpit, and Barfbag were left digging. Zero had finished digging long before any of them had even gotten halfway; that was the way it had been since he had gotten there. He never talked much; he just dug his hole and stayed out of everybody's way.
By the time they got back to the tent, the bus had already gone and the new recruit was in Mr. Sir's office, getting the overview of the hellhole that was Camp Green Lake. Zigzag cringed at the memory of his first week at Camp Green Lake; the blisters, the blood, and the ever-present pain that accompanied endless hours of digging. X-ray had assumed the role of 'tent- leader' since his predecessor, a boy called Pudge, had gotten out. They weren't supposed to have any cliques or leaders or anything, but that was pretty much inevitable considering that some of the boys just had a natural leadership and respect among the others. The boys from D-tent hung out with other boys from D-tent, just the same as all the other tents. They rarely got into fights, but there was the occasional brawl or fistfight, for the most part they stayed in their groups.
"I'll play you at poker?" Squid suggested, knowing perfectly well that Zigzag was the worst poker player in the history of poker players and that he could beat him easily.
"Maybe another time, I don't have many shower tokens left to lose." Zigzag had lost five shower tokens in the last game, but he still had hopes of someday beating Squid and taking them back, so he just kept playing. and losing.
"Whaddya want to do then?" Squid had a very short attention span and always needed to be doing something that interested him, it didn't matter what anyone else wanted to do, as long as he was content.
"I'm gonna watch TV for awhile, then I'll beat your ass at pool, okay?"
"Whatever man."
Disclaimer: Thus far, I only own Reagan, but Max Kasch is definitely on my list of people to own one day.
Zigzag, Squid, and the rest of D-tent were just finishing up digging their holes when Magnet noticed the dirty old school bus driving down the path towards camp. "Lookit, guys." He said, pointing.
"Prolly just another punk." Said Squid through the toothpick in his mouth. He slung his shovel over his shoulder and readjusted his hat, which was covered in a thick layer of dust and dirt. "I'm going to the wreck room, anybody comin' with?"
"I'm comin', just a sec." Zigzag hoisted himself out of his hole and sat on the ground for a minute before pulling himself up. His hair was sticking straight out of his head at odd angles, looking like he's tried to spike it with hair gel or something. "Did Pendanski ever find out it was you who took his sun cream?" He said to Magnet, who had just thrown a huge shovel full of dirt onto one of the piles.
"Nope." Magnet said, laughing loudly. He had broken into Pendanski's cabin and swiped the one thing that you never saw him without, his bottle of sunscreen. He usually slathered it all over his nose so it was covered in thick white goop. "Did you see his face this morning?"
"That was quality." X-ray said, cackling to himself. Pendanski had been beat red all over when he had come to give D-tent their water that morning. Zigzag smiled to himself and started walking towards camp with Squid not far behind him. With them gone, only Magnet, X-ray, and Armpit, and Barfbag were left digging. Zero had finished digging long before any of them had even gotten halfway; that was the way it had been since he had gotten there. He never talked much; he just dug his hole and stayed out of everybody's way.
By the time they got back to the tent, the bus had already gone and the new recruit was in Mr. Sir's office, getting the overview of the hellhole that was Camp Green Lake. Zigzag cringed at the memory of his first week at Camp Green Lake; the blisters, the blood, and the ever-present pain that accompanied endless hours of digging. X-ray had assumed the role of 'tent- leader' since his predecessor, a boy called Pudge, had gotten out. They weren't supposed to have any cliques or leaders or anything, but that was pretty much inevitable considering that some of the boys just had a natural leadership and respect among the others. The boys from D-tent hung out with other boys from D-tent, just the same as all the other tents. They rarely got into fights, but there was the occasional brawl or fistfight, for the most part they stayed in their groups.
"I'll play you at poker?" Squid suggested, knowing perfectly well that Zigzag was the worst poker player in the history of poker players and that he could beat him easily.
"Maybe another time, I don't have many shower tokens left to lose." Zigzag had lost five shower tokens in the last game, but he still had hopes of someday beating Squid and taking them back, so he just kept playing. and losing.
"Whaddya want to do then?" Squid had a very short attention span and always needed to be doing something that interested him, it didn't matter what anyone else wanted to do, as long as he was content.
"I'm gonna watch TV for awhile, then I'll beat your ass at pool, okay?"
"Whatever man."