***Yea uh guys pre warning I'm working on word pad at school in my science class and there's like no grammar or spell check so please forgive me for minor mistakes because my internet is down at home and I cant send it out for beta reading.
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On with the story. The students are sharing how they got their nicknames/ like why they chose them
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Jack sat plopped down his tray of spaghetti on the long wiry table, in which the other eleven kids whom he arrived with sat, eating their own spaghetti quietly. Not making a sound to anyone else. He took a seat next to Sage and smiled as he dug his fork in the wet noodles, watching Kloppman as he made his way over.
"Good afternoon kids, how is your meal?" By the few groans he moved on without a definite answer. "Well while we eat why don't each of you share how you got your nicknames? Or why you chose the one you did." He looked around the table and met each pair of eyes for a moment before sitting.
"Well...I always dreamed of going to Sante Fe so that's why I chose Cowboy." Jack spoke quickly.
"That's it? Why did you chose Cowboy not Sante fe? Or Mexico or something else?" Sage asked taking an interest.
He looked at her startled that she didn't hit him. "Uh...well my mom used to call me Cowboy when I was little...when she gave me the red bandana it signified our dream to go to Sante fe and then she died and....I guess I chose Cowboy to let her know I still thought about her and that I was trying to keep our dream alive...just this time with her in my heart." He spoke quietly towards the end not wanting to appear soft to all his "friends" but soon he gave up and just looked back at his food, waiting to hear the ridicule. Sage leaned over and rubbed his back for a second before realizing exactly what she had done, she snapped her hand back and looked to her sister.
"Yea...I chose Sage because...a few weeks ago when I was cooking with my mom for our dinner and a movie night we were chopping sage and she stopped everything...I thought I had done something wrong but she just grabbed a piece and brushed away my hair and held it up to my eyes...she said it was the same color so lately she'll call me sage..." She smiled and took a drink of coke. "It's not really like an emotional attachment or anything."
Hope brushed her curls back and tied them up loosely. "I chose Hope because I do a lot of it and lately that's about all I do." She rolled her eyes as she sipped her soda. "Moving on..."
"You can't just say that." Jack insisted.
"Yes I can."
"No."
"Yes Kloppy over there didn't say I needed to give you my life story." Hope frowned and turned her head to look at Whisper.
"Well seeing as Hope's done guess I'll tell ya why I chose Whisper." She smiled and closed her eyes. "My best friend and I loved baseball for years every time there was a base ball game at the Yankee Stadium we were there, her grandpa would take us to every baseball game within three hundred miles if we asked...she was practically my sister, we were attached at the hip. When my parents died, she was there and we used whisper for our code for something's wrong or we needed to talk. I loved her so much she was so important to me as was her grandpa who raised her. When I got stuck in a foster home he was there everyday to take us to school, pick us up. He surprised us all the time by taking us to lunch buying dolls..."tears were running down her face "...and then four months after my mom died we were coming home from a baseball game, the World Series it was this whole weeklong trip we made. We were two miles from her house and some stupid drunk driver hit us! Everyone in the car but me died. They couldn't do anything for her; I watched her die lying in the hospital bed next to me. I'm not much for friends or anything now and that's why my parents sent me here. But I just don't want to replace her so I chose Whisper this time meaning I'm still thinking of you and I love you...I will never forget her...I mean all I have left of her is a picture and whisper..."
Dibs swallowed and tapped his fingers nervously. "My brother and I were best friends we did everything together, he was my role model. He used to call me dibs because I always took things or said I have dibs on that when mom would bring out fresh apple pie. It was a joke and I never really took it seriously but the moment he died I left dibs behind trying to forget him. So yesterday when they asked me to pick a nickname I picked Dibs, in his memory because since I was came to Lake Vista I've depended on things he taught me and that's it..."
"Bottle Caps...I had this sick fascination with bottle caps when I was little and my dad drank, I played with his beer caps because I wasn't allowed to do much else...I mean my mom took me and Spot and remarried, now were rich and there was no reason for me to be called Caps again until now."
"My soft spot in life was my family, I tried to keep Caps from the truth of our dad and why we left and I used to lie to everybody when I was little on how he wasn't really our father...to protect us from getting hurt...so that's why I chose spot."
"My brother is overprotective so I always have to sneak around." Shanty answered picking at her garlic bread smiling at spot's response, just like her brother.
"Amen sista." Caps joked; slapping sneaks hand in the air. "I hear ya there."
"Oh shut up Caps." Spot frowned at his sister and whisper slapped him in the back of the head. "Damn girl! What did you do that for!"
"Because you just said you were protective of her, leave her alone for agreeing with Sneaks. Its ok." Whisper laughed as she spoke making everyone smile.
"Okay..." he raised his fist in the air. "Go overprotective brothers." Kloppman watched the group relax as they shared their reasons. It gave each of them an insight to the life of others, the one's they had taken for granted at one point.
"Skittery because I tend to be skittish, I just got jumped once when I was eight. I mean it was to be expected because I didn't live in the best part of town…but when your eight getting jumped by people three times your size with guns and knives is enough to make anyone skittish. But I started playing on a baseball team and practice was always over before sunset and we never walked alone…it was too dangerous. My mom thought it would help ease the fact that I was skittish but it didn't…when I came here on scholarship though it helped a lot. So I guess that's why I chose skittery…cause that's what my friends called me back home…" He threw a roll at Nugget. "You go. Tell us why did you choose nugget?" He joked.
"Well Tuesday likes them…I mean there really isn't a sentimental value to nugget just that she loves them. Every time I take her out to go see a Disney movie or to play she insists we stop by McDonalds and then proceeds to make us BOTH order chicken nuggets, fries, and a coke…well actually she's been drinking orange hi C but she hasn't figured it out yet and my theory is don't ruin a good thing. That girl is hyper enough without pounding a coke." She moved the meatballs around on her plate with her fork. "Nugget is better then greasy french fries or McDonalds…agreed?"
"Agreed." Jake said catching the roll as she threw it his way.
"Your turn."
"Well Jake stuck…I mean everyone always said I looked like Jake from Good Charlotte soon enough that's what people called me and I like it. It's a way for me to "escape" from my family, to them I'm just Josh but to everyone else I'm Jake it's kinda of like an escape from feeling."
The group continued to joke and toss the roll around asking silly questions, just getting along laughing and smiling. Kloppman watched and prayed that tomorrow at the first challenge they'd feel the same as they do now.
"So it's unanimous we're all here because were screwed up." Hope smiled as she readjusted the sun glasses on her head. "But I mean what did you guys do to get on probation at Lake vista?"
"You spill first." Jake told leaning the chair back on two legs.
Hope cleared her throat and stood up jokingly. "I got put on probation because wrote a paper and handed it in to my English teacher, Mrs. Sheardo…"she pause as everybody groaned. "Just it wasn't on the assigned topic it was on her incompetence as a teacher, how she failed at inspiring her students and whoever gave her the certificate needed to take it back. I also sent it to the school board, the newspaper, and the principle…Well from that moment on we started doing work and she wouldn't give me credit so I had to photocopy my work. I swear she was failing me on purpose she kept my grade at a low B/ high C because she wasn't stupid and knew somebody would notice. But when I tried to talk to her and I showed her my photocopied work with the grades on them she called me a spoiled little brat with no problems, liar and all this stuff…I got so mad that she wouldn't give me the right grade that I hit her…I couldn't help it I just slapped her across the face and before I knew it I was on academic probation." Hope sat back down and sighed. "She deserved it."
"You hit Mrs. Sheardo…literally…people only talk about hitting Mrs. Sheardo. Your famous over at the boys school they talk like it was some boy that hit her…" Jake gawked.
"What'd you do?"
Jake frowned. "I threatened a kid at our school. My friends and I taunted him everyday just for fun; to see what he'd do…finally one day he cracked he destroyed my truck. He took a baseball bat to the windshield, sprayed it with black spray paint…that was the final straw. Everyone always said he didn't deserve to be treated that way well it wasn't only us and he did it right back with his friends. But that truck was the limit, I had to pay for that my parents didn't help me at all…they bought my adopted brother a car but left me in the dirt and I got in trouble like I did it myself…well that's when I got violent…we fought two days later and it took two guys to pull me off of him…I was so mad that I could feel it every time he made a sound those two days and then when I caught him laughing about it…I freaked."
"So sagey what did you do?" Jack asked causually.
"Me? Nothing I am innocent I tell you innocent!" She slapped the table with her fist like she was in court. "No I just walked out of my classes to much, argued with the teacher, skipped school. They were doing everything in their power to keep me in school that I stayed out more…until they talked to my mom and then put me on probation…and now I'm here…with the violent crowd." She smiled and meant no harm from her words. "you?"
"Me and spotty over there…"he pointed over at spot and nodded. "We spray painted the wall of our school…we defaced school property and it wasn't that bad…but it got three of us on probation cause Skits came over and he was freaking about someone seeing us there and picked up a can that we had thrown at him to get him to quiet down, turns out it was busted and blue paint covered his hand so he got nailed too."
Sneaks laughed. "That must have sucked Skits getting blamed for things you didn't even do! But I was clever the only reason I got caught was because Kloppman over there was working late. I snuck into the school to edit my file in Mrs. Sheardo's class believe it or not, then I stopped by the Office and hacked into the mainframe and changed my grade. No biggie. But Kloppman over here walked out the second I clicked out of the grades and into absences. I was going after this girl that had made me mad. I changed her grades and had her failing due to absences in another, it was a thrill...he busted me and now I'm here."
Skits looked over at nugget. "Ya gonna share nugget?"
"No…not today."
Spot watched caps to see if she was really going to share what happened, try and change it. "What about you caps?"
"Nope, I'm not going to. You guys wouldn't believe me anyway so what's the point in wasting my breath."
"They might."
"Ya know its pointless to believe that when your own brother thinks you're lying." She glared at him daring him to say another word but he didn't and she was relived he didn't bring up anything about her past.
"I'm on probation because I threatened to kill this guy that talked about my brother, he was saying all this junk about him that wasn't' true and I warned him not to. So I hit him once then threatened to kill hi if he ever said another thing about my brother."
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