Haylie Perkins wasn't your average girl.
She was one of those girls that just made you want to run every time she came near you.
As you have probably already guessed, she didn't have many friends. And, the only friends she had got scared away.
She wasn't a bad girl... at least not completely. Sure, she had been suspended a few times, and gotten into a couple of fights, but she had a good heart. But, this time was different. This time she actually got caught for something she didn't do and was in huge trouble. Here's what happened:
Haylie had just arrived at school. As usual, things were boring and dull.
She just got out of third period when she noticed that someone was waiting at her locker.
"What are you doing at my locker?" Haylie asked
"Don't worry; it's strictly business," said the short, brown haired girl "Martha Reddington says that she wants an explanation of why you called her fat."
"I never called that thing fat," Haylie put extra emphasis on the thing.
"Well, she's mad so, come on, she wants to fight," the little girl was edgy and blunt
"Alright then," Haylie paused "After school it is, and she better not chicken out of it."
The little girl left at a rather rapid pace. Haylie didn't even know what she was doing. Why hadn't Martha herself come up to her and ask her if it was a fight? And, when she hadn't even called Martha fat? What was wrong with these people?
As the end of school neared, Haylie got more and more nervous. She didn't like fighting, even though everyone thought she did. Finally, the bell struck three o'clock. She walked outside with pride, but Martha stopped her in her tracks.
"I'm glad you came," said Martha.
"Uh-hu,." that was all Haylie could get out of her mouth.
But then, instead of going at each other and pulling hair, Martha did something else. She kind of walked away, talked to some people, and came back. In her hand was a knife.
"Let's play winner lives, shall we?" said Martha in the nastiest little voice.
"I don't want to do this!" Haylie yelled as loud as she could, but it didn't seem to help.
Martha came at her with menacing force, and barely missed Haylie. Haylie could tell that Martha wanted her dead. Then, after 10 minutes, they heard a teacher's voice. Martha ran up to Haylie and put the knife in Haylie's hand and left. Haylie dropped the knife on the floor and began to run. Unfortunately, the teacher stopped her and asked her to go to the office.
The next thing Haylie knew, she was in court. It had all happened so fast, the yelling, the cursing, the disappointed faces. Everyone believed it was her. But, all of the kids at school knew it was Martha. Unless someone confessed for Martha, she was toast.
"Since there are no people in this court that can reveal something different than what's different from the school's story, I'm sorry Haylie, you have to go." said the Judge.
Haylie didn't understand.
"Go where?" asked Haylie
"Camp Green Lake." said the Judge
"Oh, shoot," thought Haylie "A place where I can be convicted some more."
She was one of those girls that just made you want to run every time she came near you.
As you have probably already guessed, she didn't have many friends. And, the only friends she had got scared away.
She wasn't a bad girl... at least not completely. Sure, she had been suspended a few times, and gotten into a couple of fights, but she had a good heart. But, this time was different. This time she actually got caught for something she didn't do and was in huge trouble. Here's what happened:
Haylie had just arrived at school. As usual, things were boring and dull.
She just got out of third period when she noticed that someone was waiting at her locker.
"What are you doing at my locker?" Haylie asked
"Don't worry; it's strictly business," said the short, brown haired girl "Martha Reddington says that she wants an explanation of why you called her fat."
"I never called that thing fat," Haylie put extra emphasis on the thing.
"Well, she's mad so, come on, she wants to fight," the little girl was edgy and blunt
"Alright then," Haylie paused "After school it is, and she better not chicken out of it."
The little girl left at a rather rapid pace. Haylie didn't even know what she was doing. Why hadn't Martha herself come up to her and ask her if it was a fight? And, when she hadn't even called Martha fat? What was wrong with these people?
As the end of school neared, Haylie got more and more nervous. She didn't like fighting, even though everyone thought she did. Finally, the bell struck three o'clock. She walked outside with pride, but Martha stopped her in her tracks.
"I'm glad you came," said Martha.
"Uh-hu,." that was all Haylie could get out of her mouth.
But then, instead of going at each other and pulling hair, Martha did something else. She kind of walked away, talked to some people, and came back. In her hand was a knife.
"Let's play winner lives, shall we?" said Martha in the nastiest little voice.
"I don't want to do this!" Haylie yelled as loud as she could, but it didn't seem to help.
Martha came at her with menacing force, and barely missed Haylie. Haylie could tell that Martha wanted her dead. Then, after 10 minutes, they heard a teacher's voice. Martha ran up to Haylie and put the knife in Haylie's hand and left. Haylie dropped the knife on the floor and began to run. Unfortunately, the teacher stopped her and asked her to go to the office.
The next thing Haylie knew, she was in court. It had all happened so fast, the yelling, the cursing, the disappointed faces. Everyone believed it was her. But, all of the kids at school knew it was Martha. Unless someone confessed for Martha, she was toast.
"Since there are no people in this court that can reveal something different than what's different from the school's story, I'm sorry Haylie, you have to go." said the Judge.
Haylie didn't understand.
"Go where?" asked Haylie
"Camp Green Lake." said the Judge
"Oh, shoot," thought Haylie "A place where I can be convicted some more."