A/n: Thanks for reviewing. I never said she could beat up everyone, you just have to wait to see what happens. Disclaimer: I don't own holes, but I do own the heroine.
Chapter 2
I'm haunted by everything that I've done since the initial incident. I should feel guilty or remorse for the incident, but I'm not. He deserved that, but those girls didn't. I know maybe I shouldn't have done it, but I have the right to defend myself and make sure I'm not attacked again. Only the strong survive.
"We're here," stated the guard in a matter of fact voice. I knew that. I can see after all. He comes towards me and removes the cuff connecting my ankle to the chair and the handcuff connecting my wrists to the seat in front of me. I've gotten used to the fact that I'm always restrained. Right now, I have handcuffs and anklecuffs. I can barely walk, but it doesn't matter. I get off the bus and squint. Dust, sun, and sound assault my senses. After adjusting, I look around. My worst fear come to life, as I realize, that all I can see are members of the other gender. Guys.
I want to get back in the bus. I want to get out of here as fast as I can, but that action has been hampered by the restraints put on me. By the guards and by my choice. I comfort myself with one fact alone. I am strong. I defeated one of them already. I can do this. I will survive. Again.
Everyone seems to stop and take a look at me. What are they looking at? I know many of them may not have seen a girl in a while, but still it's only me. I'm not gorgeous. I'm not even pretty. I learned that long ago. Nobody wants me.
"Hey, look," pointed Zig Zag, "the bus is bringing some new guy." The rest of D-tent came out of the Wreck room and stared as the bus came to a stop. "Hey, Zig," said Squid, "Ya thinkin' of doing your big escape plan today."
"Naw, next time. My plans a still a little shaky."
"How ya gonna know when the next ones coming."
"A few days or a week after this guy gets sent home in an ambulance." Everyone in D-tent broke out laughing, but stop when they see the new "guy". "Whoa, that's definitely not a guy," stated X-Ray. "No shit," said Zig Zag. The girl he saw was about 5'5 with long curly brown hair to the middle of her back. She wasn't thin, but was definitely not fat. A girl who had curves in all the right places. She looked around and he caught a glimpse of her almond shaped brown eyes. Her gaze settled on him for about half a second before she whipped her head to look forward. "That is one chica I sure would like to get to know," commented Magnet while giving the girl a twice over. "What do you think she did to get sent here?" asked Cavemen innocently. "Hopefully something worthwhile, if you know what I mean," suggested X-Ray with a smile. Everyone in D-tent agreed, they wanted her in their tent.
I look around and catch a glimpse of a group of them. Two dark skinned ones, one Hispanic, and three white guys. One in particular catches my eye. His taller than the rest and has wild hair. I look away, but I really don't want to. What am I thinking? Am I as crazy as everyone thinks? I must be. I can't like anyone. I can't have girly crushes. I've been down that path of pain and suffering. I look forward and walk into the little office and come face to face with another of my fears. A man in power.
"My name is Mr. Sir, you will call me by name. Am I clear?" asked the man. I don't answer, I won't answer.
"Are you deaf?" No answer.
"According to these records your not. Let's try an easier question then. Is your name Aurora Costanza?"
"Simply, no" I had to answer that one. I had to set him straight.
"Then what is it?"
"Simply."
"Why?"
"Simply because it is."
"Oh really? What if I said that it wasn't?"
"You'd simply be wrong. I am Simply. Simply me."
"Fine, whoever you are. Simply whatever, I don't care. You're assigned to D- tent. Now get your stuff and get moving." I walked out the door, got the ugly orange uniforms that I've gotten accustomed to. The guards and the councilor, Mr. Pendanski walked me to D- tent. As I walked into the tent I saw the same group of guys I had first gazed upon stepping off the bus. Two dark skinned ones, one Hispanic, two white guys and him.
A/n: Is it any better? I personally think it's good, but it's to close to me to have any perspective. R&R.
Chapter 2
I'm haunted by everything that I've done since the initial incident. I should feel guilty or remorse for the incident, but I'm not. He deserved that, but those girls didn't. I know maybe I shouldn't have done it, but I have the right to defend myself and make sure I'm not attacked again. Only the strong survive.
"We're here," stated the guard in a matter of fact voice. I knew that. I can see after all. He comes towards me and removes the cuff connecting my ankle to the chair and the handcuff connecting my wrists to the seat in front of me. I've gotten used to the fact that I'm always restrained. Right now, I have handcuffs and anklecuffs. I can barely walk, but it doesn't matter. I get off the bus and squint. Dust, sun, and sound assault my senses. After adjusting, I look around. My worst fear come to life, as I realize, that all I can see are members of the other gender. Guys.
I want to get back in the bus. I want to get out of here as fast as I can, but that action has been hampered by the restraints put on me. By the guards and by my choice. I comfort myself with one fact alone. I am strong. I defeated one of them already. I can do this. I will survive. Again.
Everyone seems to stop and take a look at me. What are they looking at? I know many of them may not have seen a girl in a while, but still it's only me. I'm not gorgeous. I'm not even pretty. I learned that long ago. Nobody wants me.
"Hey, look," pointed Zig Zag, "the bus is bringing some new guy." The rest of D-tent came out of the Wreck room and stared as the bus came to a stop. "Hey, Zig," said Squid, "Ya thinkin' of doing your big escape plan today."
"Naw, next time. My plans a still a little shaky."
"How ya gonna know when the next ones coming."
"A few days or a week after this guy gets sent home in an ambulance." Everyone in D-tent broke out laughing, but stop when they see the new "guy". "Whoa, that's definitely not a guy," stated X-Ray. "No shit," said Zig Zag. The girl he saw was about 5'5 with long curly brown hair to the middle of her back. She wasn't thin, but was definitely not fat. A girl who had curves in all the right places. She looked around and he caught a glimpse of her almond shaped brown eyes. Her gaze settled on him for about half a second before she whipped her head to look forward. "That is one chica I sure would like to get to know," commented Magnet while giving the girl a twice over. "What do you think she did to get sent here?" asked Cavemen innocently. "Hopefully something worthwhile, if you know what I mean," suggested X-Ray with a smile. Everyone in D-tent agreed, they wanted her in their tent.
I look around and catch a glimpse of a group of them. Two dark skinned ones, one Hispanic, and three white guys. One in particular catches my eye. His taller than the rest and has wild hair. I look away, but I really don't want to. What am I thinking? Am I as crazy as everyone thinks? I must be. I can't like anyone. I can't have girly crushes. I've been down that path of pain and suffering. I look forward and walk into the little office and come face to face with another of my fears. A man in power.
"My name is Mr. Sir, you will call me by name. Am I clear?" asked the man. I don't answer, I won't answer.
"Are you deaf?" No answer.
"According to these records your not. Let's try an easier question then. Is your name Aurora Costanza?"
"Simply, no" I had to answer that one. I had to set him straight.
"Then what is it?"
"Simply."
"Why?"
"Simply because it is."
"Oh really? What if I said that it wasn't?"
"You'd simply be wrong. I am Simply. Simply me."
"Fine, whoever you are. Simply whatever, I don't care. You're assigned to D- tent. Now get your stuff and get moving." I walked out the door, got the ugly orange uniforms that I've gotten accustomed to. The guards and the councilor, Mr. Pendanski walked me to D- tent. As I walked into the tent I saw the same group of guys I had first gazed upon stepping off the bus. Two dark skinned ones, one Hispanic, two white guys and him.
A/n: Is it any better? I personally think it's good, but it's to close to me to have any perspective. R&R.