A/n: I still a little iffy on loading chapters and stuff. Good thing I
have a fanfic veteran as a best friend, eh? She says the story's good, but
maybe that's just because she's my best friend. If I only end up writing
this story for me and her, oh well. I enjoy writing.
Disclaimer: I'm getting tired of writing this. You already know what I'm going to write here.
Chapter 3
Destiny. Fate. Things that mean no mater what we do, no mater what we say, we have no control over our futures. The Fates, ancient Greek characters in mythology that have control of people's destinies. Why do they have control? Why am I not given the decision? So, was it predestined that I would hurt my father? Was it predestined that I would become what I am? Was it predestined that I would meet him?
She just stood there, unmoving as the guards took the restraints off, leaving her there. Dr. Pendanski told us to introduce ourselves to her, which made me laugh. Hell, yeah we we're gonna introduce ourselves to here. She happens to be the only female under 30 for miles. X-Ray, being our so-called leader for being here the longest, goes up to her first.
"Hey, my names X-Ray." No answer. She just stares at him. Not flinching, not even recognizing that he's speaking to her. She starts to move to the one empty bunk, but X-Ray starts to put his hand out to grab her. I must have blinked because I didn't see her hand grab X-Ray's hand until I saw her twist his hand and bend his arm behind his back. "Simply, don't ever touch me. Don't ever make that simple mistake," came the animal like snarl from the girl. A threat everyone in the tent knew shouldn't be taken lightly. She would act on it. Right then I knew that she shouldn't be bothered, but somehow I just couldn't let the thought of leaving her alone stick. I had to know more.
He tried to touch me. That son of a bitch, tried to touch me. I made it known then and there that no one was to touch me. I saw their reactions and gauged what they would do. I saw that they wouldn't bother me, except for the tall kid. He had a look that said he didn't want to leave me alone. Some part of me didn't want him to leave me alone. Why? I don't know. Some part of me must want a friend.
A friend would be nice. I move closer to the empty bunk and plop down on it when I get to it. I remember having friends, mostly girls, but a few guys. They would come over and play on my huge lawn. My family owned a lot of land. They always came over to my house and played with all of my toys. I later came to realize that they only liked me for my stuff, my family's wealth.
I turn over on the narrow cot. I see the tall kid sitting on the cot next to mine. He's staring at me intently. All the other kids had left and it was only he and I. I'm hesitant to talk. What should I say? Maybe I should ask the obvious.
"Why are you simply staring?"
He shrugs. "Everyone's gone to eat and I was just seeing if you we're sleeping."
"Oh." What was I supposed to do now? I've never talked to guys my own age before. I was scared. Fear instilled by my beloved father.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Simply."
"Really?"
I nod yes and ask, "What's your name?"
"Zig Zag."
An awkward silence filled the small spaces of the equally small tent. I don't know what to do and he seems not to know either. Finally he asks if I'm hungry and I say yes, but that I have to change into the ugly uniform that was given to me.
"Oh, I'll just wait outside 'til your done. We can walk to the mess hall together." He gets up and moves to exit the tent while I just stare after him. What have I started? What have I gotten myself into? I go the pile of junk I left on the ground near my bunk. I peal off the jeans and shirt that I had worn on the bus and change into the tankini I was supposed to wear under the orange jumpsuit. I had to bathe with the bathing suit so as not to "excite" the guys. I pulled on the jumpsuit and since it was probably being 90 degrees outside, I tied the sleeves around my waist. I grabbed a scrunchie out of my bag and tied my hair in a messy ponytail. What did it matter what I looked like. I wasn't pretty anyway. Plus I didn't want to cause trouble on the first day. Killing someone on the first day is never good.
She stepped out of the tent and looked beautiful. Her hair was up and she was wearing a little bathing suit top. I knew that every guy was gonna come after her. She started walking and I quickly ran up next to her. As we walked guys stopped and looked. As we walked past C-tent, I saw their leader, Arson, do a double take at Simply. He started walking towards us so I quickly put myself between her and him. He ran to us and there was nothing I could do. He was gonna catch up and I knew if he did anything, she was gonna hurt him. I also knew that I was gonna have to stop them, even if I had to fight her myself.
Disclaimer: I'm getting tired of writing this. You already know what I'm going to write here.
Chapter 3
Destiny. Fate. Things that mean no mater what we do, no mater what we say, we have no control over our futures. The Fates, ancient Greek characters in mythology that have control of people's destinies. Why do they have control? Why am I not given the decision? So, was it predestined that I would hurt my father? Was it predestined that I would become what I am? Was it predestined that I would meet him?
She just stood there, unmoving as the guards took the restraints off, leaving her there. Dr. Pendanski told us to introduce ourselves to her, which made me laugh. Hell, yeah we we're gonna introduce ourselves to here. She happens to be the only female under 30 for miles. X-Ray, being our so-called leader for being here the longest, goes up to her first.
"Hey, my names X-Ray." No answer. She just stares at him. Not flinching, not even recognizing that he's speaking to her. She starts to move to the one empty bunk, but X-Ray starts to put his hand out to grab her. I must have blinked because I didn't see her hand grab X-Ray's hand until I saw her twist his hand and bend his arm behind his back. "Simply, don't ever touch me. Don't ever make that simple mistake," came the animal like snarl from the girl. A threat everyone in the tent knew shouldn't be taken lightly. She would act on it. Right then I knew that she shouldn't be bothered, but somehow I just couldn't let the thought of leaving her alone stick. I had to know more.
He tried to touch me. That son of a bitch, tried to touch me. I made it known then and there that no one was to touch me. I saw their reactions and gauged what they would do. I saw that they wouldn't bother me, except for the tall kid. He had a look that said he didn't want to leave me alone. Some part of me didn't want him to leave me alone. Why? I don't know. Some part of me must want a friend.
A friend would be nice. I move closer to the empty bunk and plop down on it when I get to it. I remember having friends, mostly girls, but a few guys. They would come over and play on my huge lawn. My family owned a lot of land. They always came over to my house and played with all of my toys. I later came to realize that they only liked me for my stuff, my family's wealth.
I turn over on the narrow cot. I see the tall kid sitting on the cot next to mine. He's staring at me intently. All the other kids had left and it was only he and I. I'm hesitant to talk. What should I say? Maybe I should ask the obvious.
"Why are you simply staring?"
He shrugs. "Everyone's gone to eat and I was just seeing if you we're sleeping."
"Oh." What was I supposed to do now? I've never talked to guys my own age before. I was scared. Fear instilled by my beloved father.
"What's your name?" he asked.
"Simply."
"Really?"
I nod yes and ask, "What's your name?"
"Zig Zag."
An awkward silence filled the small spaces of the equally small tent. I don't know what to do and he seems not to know either. Finally he asks if I'm hungry and I say yes, but that I have to change into the ugly uniform that was given to me.
"Oh, I'll just wait outside 'til your done. We can walk to the mess hall together." He gets up and moves to exit the tent while I just stare after him. What have I started? What have I gotten myself into? I go the pile of junk I left on the ground near my bunk. I peal off the jeans and shirt that I had worn on the bus and change into the tankini I was supposed to wear under the orange jumpsuit. I had to bathe with the bathing suit so as not to "excite" the guys. I pulled on the jumpsuit and since it was probably being 90 degrees outside, I tied the sleeves around my waist. I grabbed a scrunchie out of my bag and tied my hair in a messy ponytail. What did it matter what I looked like. I wasn't pretty anyway. Plus I didn't want to cause trouble on the first day. Killing someone on the first day is never good.
She stepped out of the tent and looked beautiful. Her hair was up and she was wearing a little bathing suit top. I knew that every guy was gonna come after her. She started walking and I quickly ran up next to her. As we walked guys stopped and looked. As we walked past C-tent, I saw their leader, Arson, do a double take at Simply. He started walking towards us so I quickly put myself between her and him. He ran to us and there was nothing I could do. He was gonna catch up and I knew if he did anything, she was gonna hurt him. I also knew that I was gonna have to stop them, even if I had to fight her myself.