Ok the 5th chapter is finally up. All throw themselves on the floor and
kiss the ground before the mighty Olmec. AND SOMEBODY GET LEGENDS OF THE
HIDDEN TEMPLE BACK ON THE AIR BEFORE WE DIE!
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Chapter 5- Problems
When Desiree woke up she was wrapped tightly in her poor
excuse for a blanket. Struggling, she managed to roll out of bed
and untangled herself on the floor. It was still dark out, but
considering the fact that she and the other boys always woke up
when it was still dark, there was no way for her to figure out what
time it was. She had just crawled back into bed when she heard
whispering outside of the D-Tent. 'What the heck,' Desiree
thought, 'It's not likely I'll be able to fall back asleep anyway.'
And with that, she got out of her bed and--- careful not to get hit by
ZigZag's arm, which happened to be hanging over the edge of his
cot and flailing around like there was no tomorrow--- swiftly but
quietly crept to the doorway of the tent to listen.
A tall redheaded woman with a cowboy hat on was talking
to Mr. Pendanski.
"--- saw it with my own eyes. There's something funny going on
here," Desiree heard Mr. Pendanski tell the woman. "As warden of
this camp, Mr. Pendanski, I urge you not to stick your nose in other
people's business- or joke about such serioius matters. You see,
what you're telling me is not possible, and never will be," she said,
"only I know how--- what was that?"
Desiree wanted to kill Magnet. He had said something in his
sleep about a. puppy? Now the two people had turned their
attention towards the tent. Considering her options, Desiree
decided that her best choice was just to stay where she was and
keep quiet, not wanting to risk making noise by making her way
back to her cot in the dark tent. Then she froze- a yellow spotted
lizard!
When she had first arrived at CGL, Mr. Sir had called to her
to watch out for yellow spotted lizards, and she hadn't the faintest
idea of what he was talking about. Now, staring one right in the
face, Desiree immediately knew what it was. The reptile had
exactly 11 yellow spots on its back, along with black teeth and a
milky white tongue that flicked out of its mouth every once in a
while.
All of the sudden, the lizard sprang and everything went
black.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
mwa ha ha! It's the end of the chapter!
Ok. im waiting for you to leave now.. Go on- that's it! NO MORE!
Squid: wait a second, that's not fair!
Why not?
Squid: that wasn't even a chapter! This is a pathetic excuse for a story. What was that, like, 10 sentences?
Puh-lease- can't you take a joke? Of course its not the end of the chapter! Four measly paragraphs isn't even enough for a fricken essay (according to Mrs. Loffredo).
Olmec, god of the hidden temple, says you can all advance to the next part of the chapter. But for his kindness you must REVIEW THE STORY!
Follow or die.
That is all.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Desiree woke up in a dizzy blur. The white walls
surrounding her spun until she had to close her eyes again.
"Desiree."
Peering up at the large face that had spoken to her, Desiree
was confused.
"God?" she asked, "Is that you?"
Laughter surrounded her, and someone poured water on her
face. Blinking, she saw Mr. Sir staring at her from above the cot
she was lying on.
"Holy shit!" Desiree jumped a foot in the air, "Oh. sorry
Mr. Sir," she added sheepishly, as his eyes flashed red with anger.
Looking around she saw all of the members of the D-tent looking
at her and trying to suppress their laughter. Twitch was on the
floor- well wouldn't ya know it- twitching. Caveman had fallen
onto Armpit, who leaned on X-ray, and because of the drastic
weight difference, knocked him down. Soon everyone was on the
floor besides Squid, who covered his mouth and tried to look
concerned. Oh yea, and Zero was in the corner trying to figure out
what was so damn funny.
Suddenly, the red-headed woman- the warden- came into
view. "Alright everyone, get your lazy butts to breakfast and then
to today's digging site. It's five o'clock already; we don't wanna
be digging out in the sun, now do we?"
In a flash, the tent was empty. Except it wasn't a tent. For
the first time Desiree noticed that she was in an air conditioned-
read it and weep- AIR CONDITIONED cabin.
The Warden barked at Mr. Sir, telling him to see the
campers off to breakfast while she stayed in the cabin to talk to
Desiree. Somehow she (Desiree) had a feeling that the Warden
could be much scarier than Mr. Sir, but in a different way.
"That's very nice nail polish you have on," the Warden
commented in a somewhat poisonous manner. "Thank you,"
Desiree replied, unsure of what was coming, "It's just the cheep
kind they sell at dollar stores and stuff, but it is a really pretty
color," she added when the Warden didn't reply, not mentioning it
had been stolen. "I see," the Warden said simply, hiding her own
nails in her pockets, "Well, you may go now."
Desiree just stared at her blankly. "What do you mean?
Where should I go?"
"To breakfast- I suggest you eat fast so you'll have time to
dig."
"But--- I mean. I still have to dig after I fainted and
everything?"
"Of course you do, you don't think you get special privileges
just because you're a girl, do you?"
Not sure what to say to that, Desiree remained silent, shifting
her eyes away from the glare of the Warden. After a few long
moments, the Warden left the cabin. Glancing at the clock on the
wall, Desiree realized that she was going to be digging until
dinnertime if she didn't leave right away. She enjoyed the
refreshing coolness of the air-conditioned cabin one last time
before she reluctantly walked out towards the mess hall.
The hot air roughly greeted her outside the door by messing
up her all ready messed up hair and spitting some sand in her eyes.
"Nice to see you too," she retorted sarcastically. "Good God,
I'm talking to myself. This place really does screw with your
mind." She slapped herself on the head. "I'm such a freak," she
muttered under her breath.
By the time Desiree reached the mess hall, she had forgotten
completely what air-conditioning felt like, and once again (sort of)
adapted the hot, dry conditions of CGL.
After getting the crusty part of. whatever it was on her
plate (A/N tray?), Desiree was greeted by the D-tent.
"Hey Des, you're still digging today after. you know.?"
asked X-ray elbowing Armpit in the armpit (lol). "Yup. That
Warden's tough as nails. You'd think I'd at least get a foot or two
chopped off of my hole today. But nooooo. 5 by 5 seven days a
week," answered Desiree hungrily biting into the. whatever it
was (A/N remember, yesterday she hadn't eaten anything). ZigZag
looked around anxiously. "What?" she asked. "The Warden hides
cameras everywhere in camp. she can hear you right now!" he
barely whispered.
"Jeez Zig, you're so paranoid! The Warden couldn't do
that!" Squid replied, sure of himself, "Don't worry Desee, Ziggy
here is just a LITTLE anxious about these things."
Desiree just sat quietly pondering.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It was high noon. Desiree sat in her hole, only about 3 feet in
every direction. She feared that soon she might start to hallucinate.
Staring at the quarter inch of water left in her canteen,
Desiree decided to drink it. Afterwards her dry tongue was still as
dry as ever, and her stomach had long ago digested the lunch that
Mr. Pendanski brought to her.
She mustered the strength to stand up and look out of the
hole. There she saw a yellow spotted lizard. "Curiouser and
curiouser," she mused aloud, "hey little fella, wanna join me while
I wallow in despair." Her voice came out horse and whispered, but
the lizard turned its head towards her.
Desiree sank back into her hole and saw a little head peer
down at her from the top. In jumped the yellow spotted lizard. It
sat beside her and watched the tears run down her cheeks.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
ok this time its not a joke. The chapter's over. Interesting, eh? Well you know what to do. Or at least you should by now.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Chapter 5- Problems
When Desiree woke up she was wrapped tightly in her poor
excuse for a blanket. Struggling, she managed to roll out of bed
and untangled herself on the floor. It was still dark out, but
considering the fact that she and the other boys always woke up
when it was still dark, there was no way for her to figure out what
time it was. She had just crawled back into bed when she heard
whispering outside of the D-Tent. 'What the heck,' Desiree
thought, 'It's not likely I'll be able to fall back asleep anyway.'
And with that, she got out of her bed and--- careful not to get hit by
ZigZag's arm, which happened to be hanging over the edge of his
cot and flailing around like there was no tomorrow--- swiftly but
quietly crept to the doorway of the tent to listen.
A tall redheaded woman with a cowboy hat on was talking
to Mr. Pendanski.
"--- saw it with my own eyes. There's something funny going on
here," Desiree heard Mr. Pendanski tell the woman. "As warden of
this camp, Mr. Pendanski, I urge you not to stick your nose in other
people's business- or joke about such serioius matters. You see,
what you're telling me is not possible, and never will be," she said,
"only I know how--- what was that?"
Desiree wanted to kill Magnet. He had said something in his
sleep about a. puppy? Now the two people had turned their
attention towards the tent. Considering her options, Desiree
decided that her best choice was just to stay where she was and
keep quiet, not wanting to risk making noise by making her way
back to her cot in the dark tent. Then she froze- a yellow spotted
lizard!
When she had first arrived at CGL, Mr. Sir had called to her
to watch out for yellow spotted lizards, and she hadn't the faintest
idea of what he was talking about. Now, staring one right in the
face, Desiree immediately knew what it was. The reptile had
exactly 11 yellow spots on its back, along with black teeth and a
milky white tongue that flicked out of its mouth every once in a
while.
All of the sudden, the lizard sprang and everything went
black.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
mwa ha ha! It's the end of the chapter!
Ok. im waiting for you to leave now.. Go on- that's it! NO MORE!
Squid: wait a second, that's not fair!
Why not?
Squid: that wasn't even a chapter! This is a pathetic excuse for a story. What was that, like, 10 sentences?
Puh-lease- can't you take a joke? Of course its not the end of the chapter! Four measly paragraphs isn't even enough for a fricken essay (according to Mrs. Loffredo).
Olmec, god of the hidden temple, says you can all advance to the next part of the chapter. But for his kindness you must REVIEW THE STORY!
Follow or die.
That is all.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
Desiree woke up in a dizzy blur. The white walls
surrounding her spun until she had to close her eyes again.
"Desiree."
Peering up at the large face that had spoken to her, Desiree
was confused.
"God?" she asked, "Is that you?"
Laughter surrounded her, and someone poured water on her
face. Blinking, she saw Mr. Sir staring at her from above the cot
she was lying on.
"Holy shit!" Desiree jumped a foot in the air, "Oh. sorry
Mr. Sir," she added sheepishly, as his eyes flashed red with anger.
Looking around she saw all of the members of the D-tent looking
at her and trying to suppress their laughter. Twitch was on the
floor- well wouldn't ya know it- twitching. Caveman had fallen
onto Armpit, who leaned on X-ray, and because of the drastic
weight difference, knocked him down. Soon everyone was on the
floor besides Squid, who covered his mouth and tried to look
concerned. Oh yea, and Zero was in the corner trying to figure out
what was so damn funny.
Suddenly, the red-headed woman- the warden- came into
view. "Alright everyone, get your lazy butts to breakfast and then
to today's digging site. It's five o'clock already; we don't wanna
be digging out in the sun, now do we?"
In a flash, the tent was empty. Except it wasn't a tent. For
the first time Desiree noticed that she was in an air conditioned-
read it and weep- AIR CONDITIONED cabin.
The Warden barked at Mr. Sir, telling him to see the
campers off to breakfast while she stayed in the cabin to talk to
Desiree. Somehow she (Desiree) had a feeling that the Warden
could be much scarier than Mr. Sir, but in a different way.
"That's very nice nail polish you have on," the Warden
commented in a somewhat poisonous manner. "Thank you,"
Desiree replied, unsure of what was coming, "It's just the cheep
kind they sell at dollar stores and stuff, but it is a really pretty
color," she added when the Warden didn't reply, not mentioning it
had been stolen. "I see," the Warden said simply, hiding her own
nails in her pockets, "Well, you may go now."
Desiree just stared at her blankly. "What do you mean?
Where should I go?"
"To breakfast- I suggest you eat fast so you'll have time to
dig."
"But--- I mean. I still have to dig after I fainted and
everything?"
"Of course you do, you don't think you get special privileges
just because you're a girl, do you?"
Not sure what to say to that, Desiree remained silent, shifting
her eyes away from the glare of the Warden. After a few long
moments, the Warden left the cabin. Glancing at the clock on the
wall, Desiree realized that she was going to be digging until
dinnertime if she didn't leave right away. She enjoyed the
refreshing coolness of the air-conditioned cabin one last time
before she reluctantly walked out towards the mess hall.
The hot air roughly greeted her outside the door by messing
up her all ready messed up hair and spitting some sand in her eyes.
"Nice to see you too," she retorted sarcastically. "Good God,
I'm talking to myself. This place really does screw with your
mind." She slapped herself on the head. "I'm such a freak," she
muttered under her breath.
By the time Desiree reached the mess hall, she had forgotten
completely what air-conditioning felt like, and once again (sort of)
adapted the hot, dry conditions of CGL.
After getting the crusty part of. whatever it was on her
plate (A/N tray?), Desiree was greeted by the D-tent.
"Hey Des, you're still digging today after. you know.?"
asked X-ray elbowing Armpit in the armpit (lol). "Yup. That
Warden's tough as nails. You'd think I'd at least get a foot or two
chopped off of my hole today. But nooooo. 5 by 5 seven days a
week," answered Desiree hungrily biting into the. whatever it
was (A/N remember, yesterday she hadn't eaten anything). ZigZag
looked around anxiously. "What?" she asked. "The Warden hides
cameras everywhere in camp. she can hear you right now!" he
barely whispered.
"Jeez Zig, you're so paranoid! The Warden couldn't do
that!" Squid replied, sure of himself, "Don't worry Desee, Ziggy
here is just a LITTLE anxious about these things."
Desiree just sat quietly pondering.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~ ~
It was high noon. Desiree sat in her hole, only about 3 feet in
every direction. She feared that soon she might start to hallucinate.
Staring at the quarter inch of water left in her canteen,
Desiree decided to drink it. Afterwards her dry tongue was still as
dry as ever, and her stomach had long ago digested the lunch that
Mr. Pendanski brought to her.
She mustered the strength to stand up and look out of the
hole. There she saw a yellow spotted lizard. "Curiouser and
curiouser," she mused aloud, "hey little fella, wanna join me while
I wallow in despair." Her voice came out horse and whispered, but
the lizard turned its head towards her.
Desiree sank back into her hole and saw a little head peer
down at her from the top. In jumped the yellow spotted lizard. It
sat beside her and watched the tears run down her cheeks.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
ok this time its not a joke. The chapter's over. Interesting, eh? Well you know what to do. Or at least you should by now.
