Camp Green Lake.
I never knew lakes could be green. Was there even a lake? Passing the sign that actually said, "Camp Green Lake" on it, it seemed like there wasn't. It was all barren, a wasteland. I looked down at myself, with my Tinkerbell t-shirt on and baggy jeans, and my lovely handcuffs. Great, just what I needed, correction camp to blow my summer on. I'll have tons of fun.the guard in the front of the bus looked back, to make sure no one was causing any trouble. I hardly wanted to talk to anyone else on the bus, though. They didn't look like my type of friend. One had this weird-ass "Lord of the Rings" t-shirt on, and normal jeans. My jeans were pretty cool, I've written all over them with a permanent marker. The other had this weird-shaped black bag beside her, and she also wore jeans, and a normal V-neck tee. I guess I was the weirdest out of all of them, considering I was also wearing my white dog collar. But weird was good, all my friends at my school were weird. All my friends.I let out a little snort. I only had two close friends, and I could hardly trust them. I guess I was paranoid or something.
The bus slowed to a stop. I had been so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't realize we were at the camp already. The guard man got up. He was large and muscular, sort of scary, not the sort of person I'd like. He undid my handcuffs, and the handcuffs of the two other girls. Then he walked off the bus. I guess I was supposed to follow him, so I grabbed my Dickies bag and walked off the bus. The other two girls were following me, with their bags.
We stopped in front of a cabin, and the guard-man held the door open for us. All of us girls walked in.
A chair swiveled around. "Why hello," he said, "welcome to Camp Green Lake. You're so lucky to be here, you'll get to dig holes everyday. Well, one hole a day. Your shovel should be about five feet long, and it's also your measuring stick. Your hole will be five feet across and five feet deep. You're going to be in D-Tent, where there's five other guys (Note: no Zero, it can be pre-Zero, although idn if he's been there all along. Or pre- Squid. But I think there should only be 8 campers). Don't even try to put your 'femine' charms on them. This isn't Girl Scout Camp," he glared at the girl with the funky bag. "And also, never disturb the Warden. She runs this camp. She doesn't like to be bothered with your petty troubles." This time he glared at the one in the LotR tee. I noticed she was now carrying a notebook. "So, your counselor will be Mr. Pendanski. I'm going to take you to the uniform room. You'll get your boots, and orange suits. Follow me." He stood up and walked out. We all followed, and went into another little cabin.
"Sizes?" he asked.
"Women's medium," I said.
Medium would probably be too long for me, I was really short.
He grabbed some orange.thing and threw it at me. "Here," he grumbled. "And my name's Mr. Sir. You will all address me by Mr. Sir."
"Yes, Mr. Sir," we all said, staring at our feet.
"Medium for me, too, " the girl with the notebook spoke up. She spoke clearly. I bet she was pretty friendly, but no one would really want to talk much in front of Mr. Sir.
He tossed one at her. "Thank you, Mr. Sir."
"What about you?" he looked at the remaining girl.
"Small," she said quietly, and he tossed her a smaller one.
"I'm leaving now, so you all change and get acquainted. Then Mr. Pendanski will come for you.be ready," he sneered, and walked out.
"He's sure friendly," I rolled my eyes and started putting on my suit, but I kept my Tinkerbell tee on.
"Yeah, you're telling me," the LotR one said. "By the way, I'm Veronica."
"I'm Christy. Hey, who are you?" I looked at the other one.
"Leena," she said quietly.
"Ah. Welcome, Leena," I said. "Do you like Lord of the Rings or something?" Now I was speaking to veronica.
"Uh, yeah," she blushed. "I think Tolkein's amazing."
"He's sort of cool, I guess," I said. "Hey, what are you all in for?"
"I stole a guinea pig," Veronica said.
"Hacking into my school computer system and deleting all the teacher's files. Evil people. I hate my school," I said.
"They all thought I was selling drugs," Leena said. "My parents caught me with some pot, and they suspected the worst. It was really from my friend, she wanted me to try some."
"Oh. You're innocent then," I said.
"Yep, and I'm still in here for a year and a half."
"What a load of crap."
There was a tap on the door. "Girls? Ready to go?" a small voice said.
"Uh, yeah," I answered for everyone. I think I had the biggest mouth of all the girls, then Veronica. Leena was really quiet, though. I went out the door, and the others followed.
"Welcome to Camp Green Lake!" a funny little man cried. He was about Veronica's height, and she wasn't too much taller than me.
"AHH! It's a hobbit! What's your name?" Veronica asked.
"Your counselor, Mr. Pendanski," he said happily. "And you are Leena, Veronica, and Christy. Welcome! Oh, look, here's your tent!" he pointed to a funny looking structure. "Come in!"
We went in. There were five boys on five cots, just sitting there and talking.
"Who are you?" one boy narrowed his eyes at us, and stood up, probably to get a better view. He was black, with glasses.
"I'm Christy," I said. I stuck out my hand to shake. He took it, and shook. I let out a breath of relief.
"I'm X-Ray," he said. "This is Armpit, Zig-Zag, Magnet, and Squid." He pointed at each one. Armpit was a sort of heavy-set black guy, but he looked like a cool person to hang out with. But you definitely wouldn't pick a fights with him, I could tell that. Zig-Zag was a crazy looking guy with a mop of reddish hair. He was pretty hot, though, and not wearing a shirt. Just like that other guy, Squid. Squid had some sort of funny hat on his hat, which almost caused me to burst out laughing. The two shirtless boys were white, like me and the other girls. Magnet was Hispanic, and he wore a bandanna.
"Hi," I waved. "This is Veronica and Leena." I pointed each one out. Veronica smiled and waved, Leena looked down at her feet.
"Welcome, " Zig-Zag spoke up. His voice was really hot sounding, too. "Here, take this cot," he pointed to a cot next to him. I think he was talking to me! I mean he was looking at me and everything.I went over and sat down, with my Dickies bag. All my bag had was my CD player and my CDs. I couldn't live without music.
Magnet was sort of looking at Veronica, in a funny way. "Veri?" he asked.
"Jose!" she yelled, and went over to him. "What's up man?"
She ended up taking the cot between him and the heavy one. I'm so nice, aren't I? Magnet, or Jose, was talking to Veronica about some random thing. Leena just went over to the last cot left. It was right at the front of the cabin, mine was sort of in the middle. I decided to start up a conversation with Zig-Zag.
"Do we really have to dig holes?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said. "It's sort of gross, and really hard your first few times. I mean for a week I got blisters all over, and they were popping, and with our three minute showers." he noticed my horrified look. "Don't worry. It's not that bad. You make loads of friends."
"Well, if you trust anyone," X-Ray came over and sat on my cot. "Zig here, he don't trust people. He says the whole place is wired."
"Aw hush, X!" Zig-Zag yelled, and gave X-Ray a light punch.
"So, do you guys like music?" I asked. Music was my passion, my only obsession.
"Love it," Zig-Zag said. "I'm really into rock."
"Me too!" I gushed. "Do you like P.O.D.? They're one of my current faves."
"They're awesome. Did you hear their new song, Sleeping Awake?"
"Oh yeah! It rocks, I burned it on a CD I made before coming here."
"I'm a rap guy myself," X-Ray said, trying to get into the conversation.
"Ew," I wrinkled my nose. "rap is crap."
This made Zig-Zag laugh.
"No it's not, Tinkerbell," X-ray said. "It's awesome, fast stuff."
"No, it isn't...wait.did you just call me Tinkerbell?"
"Well, yeah. You've got to have a nickname, you know," X-ray said, like this was an obvious thing.
"And your shirt.it's got Tinkerbell on it," Zig-Zag commented.
Oh, so he was looking at my shirt was he? This gave me a small feeling of satisfaction.
"Ah. Tinkerbell I am, then," I grinned. Zig-Zag smiled back.
"Oh hey! It's dinner!" X-Ray said, as some horn blew. "let's go!"
He got up, and me and Zig-Zag did too. Dinner.I wonder what kind of shit they served. I hope it wasn't that bad though.problem is, I'm a really picky eater. I groaned and we all walked out of the tent.
I never knew lakes could be green. Was there even a lake? Passing the sign that actually said, "Camp Green Lake" on it, it seemed like there wasn't. It was all barren, a wasteland. I looked down at myself, with my Tinkerbell t-shirt on and baggy jeans, and my lovely handcuffs. Great, just what I needed, correction camp to blow my summer on. I'll have tons of fun.the guard in the front of the bus looked back, to make sure no one was causing any trouble. I hardly wanted to talk to anyone else on the bus, though. They didn't look like my type of friend. One had this weird-ass "Lord of the Rings" t-shirt on, and normal jeans. My jeans were pretty cool, I've written all over them with a permanent marker. The other had this weird-shaped black bag beside her, and she also wore jeans, and a normal V-neck tee. I guess I was the weirdest out of all of them, considering I was also wearing my white dog collar. But weird was good, all my friends at my school were weird. All my friends.I let out a little snort. I only had two close friends, and I could hardly trust them. I guess I was paranoid or something.
The bus slowed to a stop. I had been so caught up in my own thoughts that I didn't realize we were at the camp already. The guard man got up. He was large and muscular, sort of scary, not the sort of person I'd like. He undid my handcuffs, and the handcuffs of the two other girls. Then he walked off the bus. I guess I was supposed to follow him, so I grabbed my Dickies bag and walked off the bus. The other two girls were following me, with their bags.
We stopped in front of a cabin, and the guard-man held the door open for us. All of us girls walked in.
A chair swiveled around. "Why hello," he said, "welcome to Camp Green Lake. You're so lucky to be here, you'll get to dig holes everyday. Well, one hole a day. Your shovel should be about five feet long, and it's also your measuring stick. Your hole will be five feet across and five feet deep. You're going to be in D-Tent, where there's five other guys (Note: no Zero, it can be pre-Zero, although idn if he's been there all along. Or pre- Squid. But I think there should only be 8 campers). Don't even try to put your 'femine' charms on them. This isn't Girl Scout Camp," he glared at the girl with the funky bag. "And also, never disturb the Warden. She runs this camp. She doesn't like to be bothered with your petty troubles." This time he glared at the one in the LotR tee. I noticed she was now carrying a notebook. "So, your counselor will be Mr. Pendanski. I'm going to take you to the uniform room. You'll get your boots, and orange suits. Follow me." He stood up and walked out. We all followed, and went into another little cabin.
"Sizes?" he asked.
"Women's medium," I said.
Medium would probably be too long for me, I was really short.
He grabbed some orange.thing and threw it at me. "Here," he grumbled. "And my name's Mr. Sir. You will all address me by Mr. Sir."
"Yes, Mr. Sir," we all said, staring at our feet.
"Medium for me, too, " the girl with the notebook spoke up. She spoke clearly. I bet she was pretty friendly, but no one would really want to talk much in front of Mr. Sir.
He tossed one at her. "Thank you, Mr. Sir."
"What about you?" he looked at the remaining girl.
"Small," she said quietly, and he tossed her a smaller one.
"I'm leaving now, so you all change and get acquainted. Then Mr. Pendanski will come for you.be ready," he sneered, and walked out.
"He's sure friendly," I rolled my eyes and started putting on my suit, but I kept my Tinkerbell tee on.
"Yeah, you're telling me," the LotR one said. "By the way, I'm Veronica."
"I'm Christy. Hey, who are you?" I looked at the other one.
"Leena," she said quietly.
"Ah. Welcome, Leena," I said. "Do you like Lord of the Rings or something?" Now I was speaking to veronica.
"Uh, yeah," she blushed. "I think Tolkein's amazing."
"He's sort of cool, I guess," I said. "Hey, what are you all in for?"
"I stole a guinea pig," Veronica said.
"Hacking into my school computer system and deleting all the teacher's files. Evil people. I hate my school," I said.
"They all thought I was selling drugs," Leena said. "My parents caught me with some pot, and they suspected the worst. It was really from my friend, she wanted me to try some."
"Oh. You're innocent then," I said.
"Yep, and I'm still in here for a year and a half."
"What a load of crap."
There was a tap on the door. "Girls? Ready to go?" a small voice said.
"Uh, yeah," I answered for everyone. I think I had the biggest mouth of all the girls, then Veronica. Leena was really quiet, though. I went out the door, and the others followed.
"Welcome to Camp Green Lake!" a funny little man cried. He was about Veronica's height, and she wasn't too much taller than me.
"AHH! It's a hobbit! What's your name?" Veronica asked.
"Your counselor, Mr. Pendanski," he said happily. "And you are Leena, Veronica, and Christy. Welcome! Oh, look, here's your tent!" he pointed to a funny looking structure. "Come in!"
We went in. There were five boys on five cots, just sitting there and talking.
"Who are you?" one boy narrowed his eyes at us, and stood up, probably to get a better view. He was black, with glasses.
"I'm Christy," I said. I stuck out my hand to shake. He took it, and shook. I let out a breath of relief.
"I'm X-Ray," he said. "This is Armpit, Zig-Zag, Magnet, and Squid." He pointed at each one. Armpit was a sort of heavy-set black guy, but he looked like a cool person to hang out with. But you definitely wouldn't pick a fights with him, I could tell that. Zig-Zag was a crazy looking guy with a mop of reddish hair. He was pretty hot, though, and not wearing a shirt. Just like that other guy, Squid. Squid had some sort of funny hat on his hat, which almost caused me to burst out laughing. The two shirtless boys were white, like me and the other girls. Magnet was Hispanic, and he wore a bandanna.
"Hi," I waved. "This is Veronica and Leena." I pointed each one out. Veronica smiled and waved, Leena looked down at her feet.
"Welcome, " Zig-Zag spoke up. His voice was really hot sounding, too. "Here, take this cot," he pointed to a cot next to him. I think he was talking to me! I mean he was looking at me and everything.I went over and sat down, with my Dickies bag. All my bag had was my CD player and my CDs. I couldn't live without music.
Magnet was sort of looking at Veronica, in a funny way. "Veri?" he asked.
"Jose!" she yelled, and went over to him. "What's up man?"
She ended up taking the cot between him and the heavy one. I'm so nice, aren't I? Magnet, or Jose, was talking to Veronica about some random thing. Leena just went over to the last cot left. It was right at the front of the cabin, mine was sort of in the middle. I decided to start up a conversation with Zig-Zag.
"Do we really have to dig holes?" I asked.
"Yeah," he said. "It's sort of gross, and really hard your first few times. I mean for a week I got blisters all over, and they were popping, and with our three minute showers." he noticed my horrified look. "Don't worry. It's not that bad. You make loads of friends."
"Well, if you trust anyone," X-Ray came over and sat on my cot. "Zig here, he don't trust people. He says the whole place is wired."
"Aw hush, X!" Zig-Zag yelled, and gave X-Ray a light punch.
"So, do you guys like music?" I asked. Music was my passion, my only obsession.
"Love it," Zig-Zag said. "I'm really into rock."
"Me too!" I gushed. "Do you like P.O.D.? They're one of my current faves."
"They're awesome. Did you hear their new song, Sleeping Awake?"
"Oh yeah! It rocks, I burned it on a CD I made before coming here."
"I'm a rap guy myself," X-Ray said, trying to get into the conversation.
"Ew," I wrinkled my nose. "rap is crap."
This made Zig-Zag laugh.
"No it's not, Tinkerbell," X-ray said. "It's awesome, fast stuff."
"No, it isn't...wait.did you just call me Tinkerbell?"
"Well, yeah. You've got to have a nickname, you know," X-ray said, like this was an obvious thing.
"And your shirt.it's got Tinkerbell on it," Zig-Zag commented.
Oh, so he was looking at my shirt was he? This gave me a small feeling of satisfaction.
"Ah. Tinkerbell I am, then," I grinned. Zig-Zag smiled back.
"Oh hey! It's dinner!" X-Ray said, as some horn blew. "let's go!"
He got up, and me and Zig-Zag did too. Dinner.I wonder what kind of shit they served. I hope it wasn't that bad though.problem is, I'm a really picky eater. I groaned and we all walked out of the tent.