Alright people! LISTEN UP!!! SEX! Ok, I knew that would get your attention. Tehehe.

This is my SECOND FANFIC! –sniff- Already #2! –sigh- Oh, well.

You know how the drill goes. Read and Review, R/R, blah blah.

Well, since there aren't enough Caveman/OC pairings out there, I decided I'd change that, and write one. Let me know your opinions. No Flames, please. They just succeed in making me laugh. Buahaha. See? I am laughing. It's an evil laugh, but a laugh nevertheless.

TITLE: Digging Myself into a Hole

Rating: PG-13 for swearing and that other STUFF. Heh.

Summary: A girl with hair the color of flames arrives at CampGreenLake. Her crime remains mysterious…all everyone knows is that she is to stay there for a duration of sixteen months. She is a loner, but soon a new camper arrives at CGL. He hates her, and she hates him, both with a passion. What happens when an unexpected situation comes up, FORCING the two to cooperate? Will it be possible? What will happen when she finally DOES reveal her crime? CAVEMAN/OC

Note to all Flamers Out There:

BAH. I speet ohn yew.

Prologue

A fifteen year old girl stood in front of the judge. Her eyes were downcast and she was frowning. Don't cry. DO. NOT. CRY. She willed herself. A fifteen-year old doesn't cry. A took a deep, shaky breath and cleared her throat; she looked up when the judge said her name.

"Ahem…Faye Bristol? The jury has determined you guilty. You will be sentenced to approximately sixteen months," the judge clearly spat out these words, "At a facility for juveniles such as yourself. This camp is named Camp Green Lake. You shall—"

Faye's eyes widened. What?! "Isn't that—"

"A boys' camp? Yes. It is. Now as I was saying…" The ruddy-faced judge droned on.

Faye slowly tuned him out. She thought to herself all the while. But…it's a BOYS' CAMP. I, as far as I know, am a girl. How can I be going to a BOYS CAMP?! Confused thoughts muddled her brain.

"Miss Bristol? Miss Bristol? Miss Bristol!" the judge shouted. She started from her deep thoughts and glared at the judge.

"Yes?" She asked sarcastically. Immediately she regretted it.

"Do not take that tone. It is final, then. You shall be sentenced to sixteen months at Camp Green Lake, as punishment for—"

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Faye awoke with a start. She had been having the dream all week. The last week with her family for nearly a year and a half. She sighed, and looked around her room. Ah, her room. How she would miss it. The teal walls, the ship paintings, the ocean mural. All of it. She sat up in bed and reached under her pillow. Where is it…where is it…ah! There it is! She pulled her hand back out from under the pillow. She peered at the lighter. Her trusty lighter. It was silver, with a ship on it. Faye flicked open the top and clicked the switch, watching, mesmerized, at the orange and blue flame appeared. She sat there watching it for a few seconds, the fire reflecting in her green eyes.

Fire.

Her ally and enemy at the same time. It was her passion, yet her downfall. A creak in the floorboards sounded in the hallway of the antique house. The house was a whitewashed building, a model from the Civil War. The floors and decorating had been redone and the house itself re-painted, but that didn't ease the feeling Faye always got in it. Like she was being watched.

Her head shot up and she stared at the door, expecting it to open and have something jump out at her. Her heart drummed a steady, quick beat in her chest, and she fancied she could hear it through the silence of the room. No one in her family got the feelings she did, or have stuff happen around her in the house. She had tried talking to her mother and father about it, but they had taken Faye to a psychologist, thinking it just another curable phase of adolescence. You see, Faye means to have a sixth sense or be extra prophetic in Scottish. (A/N: I looked this up. It really DOES mean that. Ok, on with your reading.) Faye happened to be of Scottish heritage, so she took her name into special consideration. However, she was by no means perfect.

She was extremely clumsy, and loved racing cars and fencing. (Althoughboth were frowned upon by her parents.) She had a feisty temper, that, like the lighter, could be ignited easily. People often compared her to fire, making her love the flames even more. When she had paid a visit to the psycologist, she eventually became fed up with the doctor's meaningless questions. Faye, unfortunately, picked up a paperback book from the nearest shelf, and tossed in ungainly at the woman's head, although missing by aboutthree feet. Still, this was enough to scare the poor doctor and convince her parents that anger management classes might be better for her.

Dawn peeked through the gaps in theblack curtains attempting to cover the window. Faye groaned. Orders were that she was to meet a top-of-the-line bus system at the end of the highway outside of her hometown by noon. From there it was an approximately four hour drive. She would have to leave soon to catch the bus.

Her last day at home.

She looked around her room again. Yes, she would definitely miss it. She picked up the sports bag she had packed the night before and tossed it down the stairs. It landed with a loud thunk The thunk seemed to symbolize a change in her life. It was as if the sound resembled a door closing.

Strange, Faye thought. She shrugged it off and walked to the bathroom she shared with her little sister, Haley, careful not to wake her two older brothers, Daniel and Kyle, on the way down the hallway. They were both snoring loudly. Damn, they're loud, she chuckled to herself.

Yeah.

Her last day at home.

So what did you think? Did you like it? Mary-Sues suck, so therefore, I am taking special care to guide my character away from being one. Hehe. :P

YOU KNOW THE DRILL!! REVIEW, ALMIGHTY REVIEWERS! I'm afraid I shall not add on until I get AT LEAST 6 reviews. Buahaha. Evil, says you? Indeed says I.

PRESENTING: My muse for this chapter!!

ZERO!

He is just so cute.

Zero: Really?

GEEF13: Yes.

Zero: Well…you're cute too.

GEEF13: Really?

Zero: No. You're just evil, remember?

GEEF13: Oh yeah. –glares-

Zero: Okay…okay. Just kidding.

GEEF13: -grins-. OKAY PEOPLE. REMEMBER THOSE 6 REVIEWS!! .