Thorne's P.O.V.

I was standing outside on the porch sticking a suggestion in Mr. Pendanski's suggestion box when I saw the car pulling up. It was a BMW that looked exactly like mine. Then I realized that it WAS mine. My father stepped out of the car. My eyes widened in shock. "DAD?" I asked loudly. He turned around to face me.

"Hello Emily" he said, acting happy. I could tell he wanted to get away from there though.

"Umm...so why are you here?" I asked him. He gave me a strange look and walked up toward me.

"I was in the area so I decided to drop by and see how everything was going." I gave him a cynical look. In the area? The closest city near Camp Green Lake was 4 hours away by car. Mr. Pendanski emerged from the doorway behind me.

"Hello Mr. Messina, I'm glad you could come," he said smiled at my father. BUSTED! My dad smiled back nervously.

"You must be Robert Pendanski," my father said, staring at him.

"Yes! That's me!" Mr. Pendanski answered. I looked between them both.

"Sooo, umm...I'm going to go change and take a shower" I said motioning towards my extremely dusty clothes. My father looked at them disgustedly.

"Get a pair of clean clothes on, Emily. Something decent," he ordered. I looked at him, focusing my eyes on his forehead. I wanted to tell him he couldn't boss me around anymore but I managed to keep my mouth shut. I turned around fighting the urge to roll my eyes and walked out toward the tent.

"We can talk after supper," I heard Mr. Pendanski tell my father.

"I can't believe him," I told Rhythm and Rachel who were sitting on their cots. "I mean, who does he think he is?" I asked them. They both stared at me.

"YOUR DAD came in the BMW?" Rhythm asked incredulously. I threw my clothes into the crate, not noticing that she was impressed.

"MY BMW" I shouted angrily. Rachel stared at us for a second.

"Your dad must care then," she announced. I turned to look at her.

"MY Dad care?" I asked. I snorted. "He is just here to make sure his finances are going to something worthwhile," I told them. "He want's to make sure I'm learning discipline. Not that he cares. He just doesn't want to waste his money on something that doesn't work."

Rhythm nodded. "My dad wasn't all that great either" she told me. I gave her a sympathetic look. Rachel sighed. Someone knocked on the door and I jumped about a foot into the air. A wild blonde head poked into the tent.

"Hey Zigzag!" We all chorused.

"Who is out there in the BMW?" Zigzag asked.

"My father," I answered, throwing my towel into the crate too. I sat down on a cot and covered my head with the pillow. I screamed as loud as I could and then put the pillow back down. Rhythm, Diamond, and Zigzag were all staring at me. Then Zigzag bursted into laughter. He laughed, and laughed, and laughed, and for a change of pace he laughed some more. Finally when he stopped laughing Diamond, Rhythm and I looked at each other and burst into giggles too.

"I feel better," I announced, moving over to sit next to Zigzag. He grinned.

"Thats good," whispered in my ear. I hugged him. At about that moment my father and Mr. Pendanski walked in. I turned around quickly, looking down to realize that I had taken my jumpsuit off but was only wearing the shorts and tanktop I'd had on under it that day.

"You let BOYS in the tent?" My father asked Mr. Pendanski angrily.

"Well, n-no sir. They aren't supposed to be here," Mr. Pendanski stammered. My father gave him an angry glare.

"Get him out Pendanski," he growled. Oops, looked like Mom and Dad weren't going to be the best of friends.

"Get out immediatley Ricky. I'll talk to you about this later," he told him. Zigzag gave me a quick look and left the tent.

"This is Robyn, and this is Rachel" Pendanski told my father.

"Hello girls,"My father said, turning on the charm again. They both nodded.

"Hello Mr. Messina" they said in chorus. He gave them a huge smile. I rolled my eyes. Then a bell rung and the accompanying "SUPPPPPPER" was blared over the intercom. When we reached the Mess Hall they were serving something completely different. Pizza.

"PIZZA!!" someone said loudly.

"Pizza?" I muttered to myself. Then I realized what it was all about. They wanted my father to be impressed. I refused to eat the pizza. Everyone else stared at me strangely as they stuffed themselves. My father sat on the other side of the room with Mr. Sir, Mr. Pendanski and the other counselors. Then the Warden emerged. She NEVER ate in the Mess Hall. Never. She was wearing a pretty sundress that exposed her freckled shoulders. She made her way over to the adult's table. Everyone was absolutely silent.

"Hello Lou, its nice to see you," my father said smiling at her.

"Hello Michael," The Warden smiled back. "How is YOUR mother doing?" she asked. He gave her a nervous smile. He never saw his mother so he wouldn't really know.

"Fine, thank you for asking," he answered. She grinned.

"You're certainly welcome," she replied. She turned around. "Hello boys, and ladies," she said to us. "This is our guest for two hours, Mr. Michael Messina," she announced. Everyone nodded and muttered "Hello" in chorus. He waved at them. "Emily dear, come over here and sit with us," she said, looking over at me. I turned towards my table, sighed and pushed my tray over to Zigzag.

"Split it," I muttered, standing up. I walked over to the table. There were no seats. The Warden gave Mr. Sir the evil eye and he stood up and offered me his chair. I smiled to myself and sat down.

"Hello Emily," the Warden said giving me a huge fake smile.

"Hello Ms. Walker" I said politely. Mr. Sir looked at me angrily. He was standing up behind Mr. Pendanski's chair.

"We just have a few things to go over," My father said to Ms. Walker. He looked at me. "Are you happy?" he asked. I gave him a strange look as if to say 'Happy? This is a camp for juvenile delinquents in the middle of the desert. Would YOU be happy?' but I just sighed.

"Sure I am, Dad," I answered. He nodded.

"Great, I think thats all we need," he told the Warden. She smiled.

"Great. Would you like to come to my cabin and discuss anything else you have on your mind?" She asked. My dad stood up.

"Lead the way," he agreed. She stood up and he followed her outside. I stood up too and followed them out. I turned in the opposite direction and walked into D-2. I plopped down onto the bed. A few seconds later Diamond emerged.

"Don't go feeling sorry for yourself," she told me. "Some people have it a lot worse than you," and she walked away. I glared at the place she had been standing angrily. What did she have against me anyway? I thought. Then I started feeling tired, I drifted off to sleep in seconds.