We walked into the 'Wreck Room' and it was then that I realized just how many boys were at that camp. The name suited the room well. It was a wreck. A few boys were playing pool. One of them I could even call a hottie. But then while we made our way to the table, she stopped at a fuzzy t.v. A wild-haired blonde boy was sitting watching the blurry screen. If you looked closely you could see gray shapes moving, but no sound. He was a hottie. Although my first impression of him was, crazy, it didn't change that he was a hottie. "Hey Zig. This is..?" She waited for me to say what I wanted to be called.
"Sammi." I finished. He raised an eyebrow as he looked at me and smiled extremely briefly. "Hi." He said, turning back to the Tv. A larger black boy walked to us.
"This is Armpit." "I don't think you need to tell me why he's called that. I think I can smell it." I plugged my nose.
"Hi, I'm Sammi." I said. "Hey, you in D?" He asked. I nodded and he continued on his way. Then we reached the pool table. The boy that I had thought was a hottie came up to me first, smiling. I smiled back.
"Squid, this is Sammi." "Hey Sammi." He said, walking around the table with his pool stick in hand. He kept his eyes on me until he aimed his stick. He hit the 8-ball into the left corner pocket and stood up smiling. A groan came from the other side of the table.
"Hey Caveman. This is Sammi. She's in D/F." Cig explained. She led to me a curly brown haired boy. "Hi Sammi." He said. Then he turned to a smaller boy with a frizzy afro. He was a tannish brown. "This is Zero." Caveman said. Zero nodded.
"Hi. I'm Sammi." I nodded back. A bell rang somewhere.
"SUPPERTIME!" the intercom shouted. Everyone put down what they were doing and made their way out of the room except for ZigZag. Cig continued ahead of me but I stopped at the tv.
"Aren't you coming?" I asked him. He stared at the tv.
"Yea. In a minute. My shows almost over. " He said. I looked at the tv.
"What is it? X-files?" I asked. I could barely see Mulder's face. I'm a major X-Files fan so of course I would know who it was. He looked at me.
"Yea. How'd you know?" "I can see Mulder. Just barely though." "Really?" "Yeah." "Nobody else does." "Well then they must not look close enough." "I do." "Yea.. You do." I said. The bell rang again and he stood up and turned off the tv.
"If we're too late Mr. SIR will get pissy." He said. He smiled at me as he walked by me. I followed him.
"So what are you in for?" I asked him as we entered the Mess hall. "I set fire to a school. It wasn't on purpose though. I just like seeing things burn." He answered me as a boy in a jump suit slopped something on his plate from a pot. I wrinkled my nose.
"What is this?" I said as the boy slopped some on my plate too. "Splosh." He answered. "So you're a pyro then?" I asked him. Getting back to the subject.
"Yea. I guess that's what you could call me." He shrugged.
"Then why is your name ZigZag and not Pyro?" I asked him. We were almost to the table everyone I had met from Tent D was at.
"Because I'm ZigZag in the head. Every one here thinks I'm crazy." I laughed. He looked at me.
"Just because you watch a tv show that you can barely see?" I laughed. He just looked at me. "Now that's crazy." He smiled.