Chapter 2

"What the hell, you gave me GIRLS!?"

"Mr. Sir, I can assure you, this was a huge mistake. We-"

"MISTAKE!?"

"Yes,"

"Well, you can send them back, right? RIGHT?"

That's all we can hear from listning through the door of who they called 'Mr. Sir'. Then we heard somemore screaming, and more screaming, and wouldn't you believe it...MORE screaming. Then we heard footsteps coming to the door and we hurried off to the chairs we were supposed to sit in.

"Okay, Jo, Chris. We have some problems. A: You're not supposed to be here. B:We can't send you back. C:You'll be here at the least of 9 months. Just until we can find a way to get you gals to an appropriate enviorment." He explained as some weird looking guy came out with sun block on his nose..at least that's what I thought. I heard a little growl come out from Mr. Sir's mouth as the dude went out of the little cabin thing.

"What's that supposed to mean? An 'appropriate' enviornment. What do you think, that we're just some dumb blondes (A/N: SORRY FOR THE COMMENT) and that we can't take care of ourselves?" Jo said. She was allways offended by everything some people would say..a little parinoid I say.

"No. Look outside...BOYS! This is a BOYS camp...not a girls." He explained.

"I have no problem with boys," I said.

"I bet you don't," Jo said.

"Now let's get you two clothed." He said. He looked happy when he said that, is that good?

"I allready have clothes on..thanks." I said. Then he looked at me and had a smirk on his face.

"You kill me, Chris..I meant your working clothes. You'll wear those clothes when you're hanging around." Then I mouthed 'Oh' and he sat back in his chair. He got up and lead us to some room. Then handed us two orange jumpsuits, gloves, goggles and boots. When he handed them to us, we just stared at the clothes.

"Go on, put them on," He said. We looked at each other.

"Here?" I asked. Then he nodded.

"Can you like, turn around or leave or something because, you know, It's probably just me because I have a problem dressing in front of strange men."Jo said. He mumbled to himself and walked out. We put them ona nd suprise, suprise. Too big. We walked out and I saw that weird dude again.

"Well, girls. I'm Mr. Pendanski and I will show ya' to your tents," he sai. He's too perky, I thought. I don't like him. We walked out side with a blast of heat slamming on our faces. I was so cool in the office thing compared to out here. Everywhere I looked, Boys. Boys boys boys. I kept looking at Jo who looked back at me.

"Maybe this wont be so bad," I whispered. She smiled and nodded. We arrived to 'D-Tent' or so that's what Mr. Pendanski called it. We walked up to the door, kinda, and walked in. About 8 guys layed around. Two were on the bed playing cards. One was laying on his bed looking straight up talking to the guy sitting next to him throwing a ball in the air. The rest was on a chest looking thing having arm wrestling competitions.

"Hey there fella's," he screamed. They all looked up and saw us. It was silent, and I hated it. "Well, now that I got all y'alls attention, this is Christina and Josephene and they are your two new campers." They're mouths dropped. All's there was were blank stares and silence. I still hated it.

"Girls?" The one having an armwrestling fight asked. Mr. Pendanski nodded.

"Well, Have fun you two." he started then leaned in a little bit."And uh, if they try anything..you just let me, Mr. Sir or the Warden know okay?" he whispered. We both nodded and looked at each other in fright. When he left I leaned towards Jo.

"What did he mean by that?"I asked.

"I have no clue, but I don't think it's very good." Everyone went back to what they were doing. I walked slowly across the room to find our beds, and found an empty bunk bed, with the matress all rolled up. I unrolled it and sat down on it.

"Great..very confortable," I said. She looked at me suprised.

"Really?"

"No," I wuickly replied. We sat there and watched all boys talk, and laugh and argue. One of them looked up at us. He was really cute. He's one of the guys with the game on the bed. Then he walked up to us.

"Do you two think that just because you're girls, we'll go easy on ya?" He asked. He had a toothpick in his mouth. And those cute puppy dog brown eyes. We nodded our heads no. "Oh, cool. Because if you said yes, then we'd have to settle something."

"What are you going to do since we said no?" I asked. My voice was shaky. I talk like that when I get nervouse.

"Nothing, But if you ever disrespect me or anyone other than those two over there-" He pointed to a guy that was african american who was sitting on the bed talking to the kid with the ball and a red hat. "Then there are going to be concequences." Then he walked out of the tent.

"He was cute," Jo said. I nodded. I started getting better glances at all of the guys. There was only one undecent looking guy. He was on the chubby side. This one guy that really caught my eye had blondish redish brownish hair that was really poofy. He seemed really tall and slightly muscualar. I think Jo likes the one who warned us about 'messing' with him or anyone. The other guy I think that's really cute looked like he was mexican or hispanic. Whatever you call it. I could hear him talking from where we were sitting. He had an accent going on there.

"Hey,you..uh..Christina?" The guy I said that was really cute called.

"Yeah...call me Chris though," I said.

"Well, come here," He motioned me to come over by him. I looked at Jo and she motioned me to go. I got up and walked over to him. "Sit in front of me..have you ever arm wrestled before?" He asked. I nodded yes. "Ya any good?" He asked. I nodded yes. "Quiet one arn't you? You'll get along with Zero I bet."

"I talk when I fell like talking," I said. He looked at me and smiled.

"Right, I'm Zigzag," He said and stuck his hand out. I shook it.

"What kind of name is Zigzag?" I asked.

"They made it up for me. Okay..how much do you wanna bet?"

"Bet?" I felt so stupid since I had no clue what he was talking about.

"Bet...you know money? Arm wrestling?" I can tell he was trying to explain it to me..I'm a very slow learner when it comes to this kind of stuff.

"Oh..I don't have any money." I said. He looked at me in desbelief.

"Okay, well. I'll give ya' 15 dollars. I mean I know you're probably going to lose it-"

"What's that supposed to mean?" I asked. I could feel myself stop breathing. When I get mad..it feels like I can't breathe...and that I'm in another world..like a dream.

"Well-"

"I can probably take you," I said. He looked at me then all the others who were watching. Then the rest who were just standing or sitting around came in to watch. The guy with the tooth pick came in and you can tell he didn't know what was going on.

"Okay, let's go," he said as he put his elbow on the 'chest' and I did the same and grabbed his hand. I can feel my muscles tighten. Then, a guy with glasses and muscular whispered something in Zigzags ear. Then Zigzag looked up and nodded.

"Ready?" The glasses dude asked. I nodded and so did he. He put his hand in our hands.

"GO!" He said, quickly releasing them off our hands. We were neck and neck...then my hand started moving on his..then his moved on mine...until-SLAM! He won. I looked down and sighed in shock. I wasn't shocked that I lost, I was shocked 'cause he knows he could beat me. I looked up and walked quickly out of the cabin.

"What the hell Chris!?" Jo screamed after me. I turned around, red faced. "Did you think he was gonna let you win or somethin'? She asked.

"No," I said.

"THEN WHAT'S YOUR PROBLEM!?"

"You wanna know my problem...HIM!"

"You just met the guy," She said calmly.

"I told him I could take him...what happend..I lost! I've never lost to a guy OR a girl before! Ever! Do you know how that feels to be defeated at something you are so good at?"

"YES! I do....But Chris...this is a strong guy, man...I mean, I'm suprised you even tried to go against him. You're the only girl I know that isn't afraid to do so." I looked down. I know you might think this is stupid..it's just I get SO emotional if I lose. I try not to. Then I looked at her and walked back inside. Zigzag looked up at me as I walked over to my bed. He stood up.

"Hey, you can have the 15 dollars if you want. I didn't mean what I said about you losing it. I have to admit though..that was one of the closest arm wrestling games i've ever won. I thought I was gonna lose for a second." He stopped and sighed and sat down next to me.

"It's just an arm wrestling thing," I said. He laughed and nodded.

"I know...that's why it's so funny." I looked at him and we laughed. God...that gorgeous smile. I melted inside everytime he looked at me. He scooted closer to me.

"If you want anyone to help you around the camp...you can ask me..same with Jo."

"Really?" I asked.

"Yeah, we're rommies...we have to help each other out." I looked down and sighed.

"You know, i would love to have that 15 dollars," I said.

"Too late..I don't feel sorry for you anymore," He said. I dropped my jaw.

"You felt sorry for me?" I asked laughing.

"Beleive it," He answered. When he turned his back I threw A pillow at him. Then he turned around.

"Are you okay?" I asked laughing.

"No...you threw a pillow at me!" He said. He looked a little aggitated.

"I saw a bug...I felt sorry for it."

"Really?" He asked. He looked frightened.

"Beleive it," I answered.