If you think this will be one of the same old stories, you guessed wrong. There will be slight twist.
Out side she met five other boys who she assumed was also in tent A.
"Oh, this is the rest of the gang." A voice behind her said. She turned around to see the boy she had met in the tent.
"Okay, my name Spike, remember that." Jade rolled her eyes.
Spike pointed to a tall, slim, yet built boy with long black hair. "This is Snake."
"And my name is Pitt. It is short for Pitt Bull." A boy with flaming red hair said.
"His name is Cockroach." Pitt said jabbing his thumb to a tall, lanky, dark-skinned black boy.
"That's Woodchuck." Spike said nodding towards a boy who Jade guessed that she came to his shoulder. He had dirty blonde hair, blue eyes, and braces. "And this is Fang." Spike said nodding towards another boy who was about a head taller than her.
"It's nice to meet you all." She said walking towards a water spigot to fill her "canteen" which was an old, plastic gallon milk jug.
Jade was already up and dressed by 3:30. Spike (His real name turned out to be Brian.) snored slightly. He woke up when he heard her move on her mattress, making the springs squeak.
"What're you doing?" He mumbled sleepily, "You have a half an hour left to sleep."
"I know. I'm used to it." She said, "I have a cat who likes to wake you up at some random ungodly hour of the morning, wanting attention."
"Oh." He said, then promptly went back to sleep.
A half an hour later, a horn sounded. The guys got up, and dressed and headed down to the mess hall for breakfast. After their quick breakfast of juice and dry cereal, they went to the "Library" for their shovels.
'A' tent was guided to a spot by their councelor, a tall, buff man with tanned skin, who looked like he was in his late twenties.
He guided Jade to a spot and marked the ground with the heel of his boot. "Start diggin' here." Jade used her foot to make her first shovelful of dirt. The other boys looked at her surprised. No one had made a dent in the dirt on their first hole without trying at least 20 times. Jade ignored them and kept digging.
As the day went on, Jade was farther than every one else in her tent. But, she would stop for about three minutes, lean on her shovel, and her eyes would scrunch up, as if she were in pain. But she would go back to digging when the pain had passed.
When Mr. Sir came by with the water truck, he saw Jade working away.
"That's what we need more of." He said, "You boys are getting' beat by a girl who literally is as tall as the shovel." (Remember that the shovels are 5 ft. long.)
Jade boosted herself out of her hole on the first try. They were able to see her strong muscles in her arms. She handed her empty plastic milk carton to Mr. Sir for him to fill up. She took her full water jug and went back to her hole.
"That girl has a lot of blisters on her hands." Spike observed.
"Yeah, my hands blister easily." She said, "When I was younger, I liked to play on the monkey bars, but my hands would blister up, and they would hurt like hell if I went back on them."
"Wait a minute," Spike said, "You have a ton of old scars on your body, your hands blister easily, but you rarely get a bruise?"
"Yeah that is weird isn't it?"
By the time the lunch truck came around, Jade only as one more foot to go. She and the other boys got out of their holes to get their food.
Jade went back to digging as she ate. She finished her cookie by tipping her head back while munching on it, as it came down. She never took her hands off of her shovel as she did this.
It was around midday, and none of the boys had seen her in her hole.
'That's funny,' Snake thought. 'She should be finished by now.'
They suddenly heard a soft groan come from it. They all quickly scrambled out of their holes to see what the matter was. They found Jade sitting up, curled into a ball, clutching her stomach.
"What's wrong?" Spike asked. Jade looked up at him and shook her head.
"Do you really think I'm stupid? I know there is something wrong with you."
Jade did not answer him.
He sighed. "C'mon, let's go." He said picking the girl up in his muscular arms. She strangely did not protest.
"You sure you want to take her?" Pitt asked.
"Yeah, it's okay, I'm already done with my hole."
"Even though she still finished before you." Fang said.
Fang's only reply was a cold glare from their self-proclaimed leader.
