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Chapter 2
The things that happened next were all a blur. I remember something about a camp, and me saying yes. Then I was on a bus, bumping down a long, dusty road past hundreds of holes dug into the desert. I was handcuffed to my seat, and the cuffs were sweating red rings around my wrists. Suddenly the bus bumped to a stop, and the guard unlocked the handcuffs. Rubbing my wrists, I grabbed my pack and followed him off the bus. I thought the heat on the bus was unbearable, but I was totally not prepared for the dusty heat that hit me as I stepped down on to the ground.
I followed the guard to a shack-type building and then inside. A man wearing a cowboy hat had his feet up on the desk next to a huge bag of sunflower seeds.
"Here's the new one." At the sound of the guard's voice the feet swung down and the man sat up. The first thing I noticed was his squinty eyes and ridiculous sideburns.
"My name is Mr. Sir. You will call me by that name whenever you address me. Got it?" I nodded, and he grabbed my file from the guard.
"Raina Keing. Well, Raina, the first thing I ought to tell you is this ain't a girl scout camp." He paused and stood up. "Follow me." He led me out side and into another building, and tossed me two orange jumpsuits. "Put one of these on." He continued to talk as I stripped down to my boxers and tank top and put on the suit. "One will be your work clothes, the other for relaxation. Wash is done once a week, and your relaxation clothes become your work clothes. You will dig one hole each day. Five foot in diameter and five foot deep. Your shovel will be your measuring stick." I pulled my hair back into a pony tail as a short man with a wide smile walked in, a small notepad in his hand.
"Welcome to Camp Greenlake. I'm your councelor, Dr. Pendansky. That's three, easy words: Pen-dance-key. You may have done some bad things in your life," he read, "but that does not make you a bad person. I respect you, Raina. You'll be in D-Tent. 'D' stands for diligence."
We walked outside and stopped in front of a dusty tent with the letter 'D' stenciled on the side. "Here we are. This will be your home for the next 18 months. The boys will introduce themselves and show you wear to put your stuff." He turned to leave.
"Wait a minute...boys?"
"Duh! This is a boys only camp! What did you expect? Girl Scouts?" He walked off, laughing to himself. I stood where I was; to shocked to move. Nobody had mentioned that Camp Greenlake was a boys camp! Or had they? Silently I cursed myself for not paying attention. Well, it was too late to do anything now; the bus had left, but there was little chance that even if it had been there I could have gotten a ride back out.
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Chapter 2
The things that happened next were all a blur. I remember something about a camp, and me saying yes. Then I was on a bus, bumping down a long, dusty road past hundreds of holes dug into the desert. I was handcuffed to my seat, and the cuffs were sweating red rings around my wrists. Suddenly the bus bumped to a stop, and the guard unlocked the handcuffs. Rubbing my wrists, I grabbed my pack and followed him off the bus. I thought the heat on the bus was unbearable, but I was totally not prepared for the dusty heat that hit me as I stepped down on to the ground.
I followed the guard to a shack-type building and then inside. A man wearing a cowboy hat had his feet up on the desk next to a huge bag of sunflower seeds.
"Here's the new one." At the sound of the guard's voice the feet swung down and the man sat up. The first thing I noticed was his squinty eyes and ridiculous sideburns.
"My name is Mr. Sir. You will call me by that name whenever you address me. Got it?" I nodded, and he grabbed my file from the guard.
"Raina Keing. Well, Raina, the first thing I ought to tell you is this ain't a girl scout camp." He paused and stood up. "Follow me." He led me out side and into another building, and tossed me two orange jumpsuits. "Put one of these on." He continued to talk as I stripped down to my boxers and tank top and put on the suit. "One will be your work clothes, the other for relaxation. Wash is done once a week, and your relaxation clothes become your work clothes. You will dig one hole each day. Five foot in diameter and five foot deep. Your shovel will be your measuring stick." I pulled my hair back into a pony tail as a short man with a wide smile walked in, a small notepad in his hand.
"Welcome to Camp Greenlake. I'm your councelor, Dr. Pendansky. That's three, easy words: Pen-dance-key. You may have done some bad things in your life," he read, "but that does not make you a bad person. I respect you, Raina. You'll be in D-Tent. 'D' stands for diligence."
We walked outside and stopped in front of a dusty tent with the letter 'D' stenciled on the side. "Here we are. This will be your home for the next 18 months. The boys will introduce themselves and show you wear to put your stuff." He turned to leave.
"Wait a minute...boys?"
"Duh! This is a boys only camp! What did you expect? Girl Scouts?" He walked off, laughing to himself. I stood where I was; to shocked to move. Nobody had mentioned that Camp Greenlake was a boys camp! Or had they? Silently I cursed myself for not paying attention. Well, it was too late to do anything now; the bus had left, but there was little chance that even if it had been there I could have gotten a ride back out.
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