CHAPTER 7
Time Goes By
Carrie slowly began to slip into the Camp Green Lake routine, month by month. Every morning, she woke up, dug her hole, and headed back to the wreck room to play a game of pool with the D-tent boys. The blisters on her hands slowly began to turn into calluses. For a month after he kissed her, Twitch wouldn't look her in the eyes. Finally, after a particularly depressing game of pool, Carrie was able to talk to him.
"Hey!" She greeted, running behind him.
"Oh, hi Bear." He avoided her eyes. At that moment, something in Carrie snapped.
"Why won't you even look at me anymore?" She yelled. Twitch looked at his feet. "I really liked you for a while. Well, I thought I did. But you won't even talk to me. I still want to be your friend." Carrie stopped and watched his reaction. For the first time in a month, he looked into her eyes. He leaned in and gave Carrie a big hug.
"I want to be your friend too." Carrie smiled. Finally, things were set straight.
The months wore on, until finally, Carrie had been there for 6. The friendships had grown and Carrie felt connected to the boys in very different ways. Zigzag listened to her whenever she needed to talk. X-Ray, Squid, and Magnet were her pool challengers. Twitch was the person she went to when she needed a hug. Zero was the person she went to when she needed silence.
The note she had received remained in the bottom of her crate throughout those 6 months. She didn't have the courage to ask Zigzag if he had written it, but she wasn't sure who else to ask.
And so time went by as if nothing was different at all. Carrie couldn't remember anything else about the night she was arrested, no matter how hard she tried.
Time Goes By
Carrie slowly began to slip into the Camp Green Lake routine, month by month. Every morning, she woke up, dug her hole, and headed back to the wreck room to play a game of pool with the D-tent boys. The blisters on her hands slowly began to turn into calluses. For a month after he kissed her, Twitch wouldn't look her in the eyes. Finally, after a particularly depressing game of pool, Carrie was able to talk to him.
"Hey!" She greeted, running behind him.
"Oh, hi Bear." He avoided her eyes. At that moment, something in Carrie snapped.
"Why won't you even look at me anymore?" She yelled. Twitch looked at his feet. "I really liked you for a while. Well, I thought I did. But you won't even talk to me. I still want to be your friend." Carrie stopped and watched his reaction. For the first time in a month, he looked into her eyes. He leaned in and gave Carrie a big hug.
"I want to be your friend too." Carrie smiled. Finally, things were set straight.
The months wore on, until finally, Carrie had been there for 6. The friendships had grown and Carrie felt connected to the boys in very different ways. Zigzag listened to her whenever she needed to talk. X-Ray, Squid, and Magnet were her pool challengers. Twitch was the person she went to when she needed a hug. Zero was the person she went to when she needed silence.
The note she had received remained in the bottom of her crate throughout those 6 months. She didn't have the courage to ask Zigzag if he had written it, but she wasn't sure who else to ask.
And so time went by as if nothing was different at all. Carrie couldn't remember anything else about the night she was arrested, no matter how hard she tried.
