Hello! correction: in the summary, i meant to say that she learns that not everything in life is so terrible, i mis-worded that! And yes, there really is a plot, so I hope you enjoy it!
italisized words are Suze's thoughts!!! Keep that in mind!!
Disclaimer: I only own Suze and other characters in the prologue, but that's it!
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Welcome to Camp…
"Will the defendant please rise." I'll be okay, I did nothing wrong. They can't win this, I'll be able to go home and never bother with this again.
"…we find the defendant…" I'm fine, I'm okay, and I'm innocent.
"…guilty." Suze's heart stopped, for a moment she forgot how to breathe. No, NO! This can't be! Guilty of wha…
"Of bringing a weapon onto school property, harassment, and attempted murder…"
Suze's body suddenly jerked forward bus's momentum as it finally stopped. She must have zoned out for a while because she realized she was blankly staring out of the window, it still only looks like a large area of dirt. This can't be it, can it?
"Let's move a long little lady." The guard, who was still holding his rifle, was motioning Suze to get off the bus. No, this can't be the camp…he's kidding. But the look on the guards face did not hold a hint of humor as he un-cuffed her wrists. "Follow me." He ordered sternly. Suze looked around quizzically for a few moments; she didn't quite know what to look for at a detention camp, but all looked like a few rustic buildings and a couple of tents in the middle of nowhere. She suddenly realized that the guard was walking way ahead of her, so she grabbed her gym bag and jogged lazily to catch up. However, something caught her eye, she turned to see a large area with giant holes in the ground, perfectly round and they looked deep, holy shit, are those graves? NO! They're too small to be graves. She began to feel overheated as they approached a door at one of the old buildings, damn, I'm going to die of heat stroke in a day or two…The guard opened the door and let her into a pleasantly air-conditioned room, she looked around as he stepped inside after her and shut the door behind him. Suze noticed an older man with a cowboy hat sitting at the desk; he was staring straight at her as the guard handed him some papers. The man at the desk raised his eyebrows as he looked her up and down, and then looked at the guard.
"I know," the guard began, "but you said that you wanted the space filled as soon as possible, and she was all they had..." What the hell are they talking about? But the man with the cowboy hat interrupted,
"It'll be fine; I'll find a way to work it out." He dismissed the guard by nodding, and soon Suze and the man were left alone. He sighed in slight frustration and heard him mutter "This'll be interesting…" Then he squinted at the new papers on his desk and read, "Susan Jacobs?" He looked at me, am I supposed to answer?
"Yes, Suze Jacobs." But the man didn't seem to be concerned about her name as he sorted through some more papers and looked up.
"Well my name is Mr. Sir, and that is what you will call me for the next year and nine months." Suze raised her eyebrows when she heard his name, that can't be his real name…can it? It's like he was born for this job. Kind of sad really…
Mr. Sir stared at her as if to expect an answer, Suze stumbled a little, "Uh…yes Mr. Sir." That seemed to satisfy him, "Welcome to Camp Green Lake." He motioned for Suze to follow him. He led her to another small room, not air conditioned, and handed her two bright orange jump suits, interesting,
"Now one of those suits is for work, and the other one is during your free time" Mr. Sir explained, Suze nodded in silence. "So now you need to change into them, then I'll show you where you'll be sleeping." They both stood there for about a minute, Suze was waiting for him to leave so she could change in private, but it didn't seem he would be leaving anytime soon. "Well, what are you waiting for?" He asked me like I'm stupid, what in the world… "Well, I'll need to change in private…"
"I can't let you do that." Mr. Sir interrupted, "I need to make sure that you aren't hidin' anything under your clothes…"
"So I have to change in front of you?" Suze asked in an irritated tone,
"It sure looks that way, now hurry I don't have all day." What a fucking sicko, he just has no other shit to do than to watch juvenile delinquents change…Suze removed her jeans and her sweater as fast as she could because she noticed Mr. Sir looking her up and down. She kept her tank top on as she zipped up the front of the jump suit to be sure Mr. Sir would not take pride in seeing her in a bra. She noticed that he had also just finished fishing through her gym bag, won't find anything you smart ass pervert…I'm clean.
"Alright then, now I'll take you to your tent…"
Suze found herself standing in front of, what Mr. Sir referred to as "D-Tent." Sounds exiting, not. Then a short man spotted her, he waved as he approached her; she noticed his badly sun-burned face and his gap-toothed grin as stopped dead in his tracks. The look on his face seemed to me shock; Suze realized he was staring at HER. What the HELL is up with this place? All of the adults are perverts. She got impatient with his staring, "What?" She asked in frustration.
"Oh," the man finally snapped out of his trans and stuck out his right hand, "I, uh, I'm sorry I don't know your name…"
"Suze Jacobs." She shook his hand. He seems a little more normal than that Mr. Sir guy…
"Well, nice to meet you Suze. My name is Mr. Pendanski. My name isn't too hard; just think of the words pen, dance, and key." Never mind, everyone here is psycho. Suze deliberately showed her reaction on her face, but Mr. "Pen-dance-key" kept rambling on, "I will be your counselor here at Camp Green Lake! By the time you leave, you will be a changed woman!" There are so many wrong ways to interpret that…But ya, I'm sure I will be...ha. "Well, let me fill you in on what we do here at Camp Green Lake," Long psych therapy sessions? "Everyone will wake up at 4:30 A.M., and you will dig one hole a day, including weekends, 5 feet deep and 5 feet wide…" Suze knew better than to smart mouth a stranger, but she couldn't help but think, shit! I have to dig a hole almost as tall as me? Aw fuck. I'm screwed. "…your shovel that you dig with is exactly five feet tall, so that'll be your measuring stick, do you have any questions?" Ya, is there another detention camp where I don't have to wake up at dawn and dig stupid holes?
"Why do we dig holes?"
"They're for building character of course!" Wow, great idea. That'll shape up all of the bad-asses in this world…not. "So, Suze, I know this is all new to you, and it'll be hard to be the first girl at an all boy camp…" WHAAAAAAAT?! "…but just so you know, you will be treated like everyone else, we don't have favorites at Camp…"
"Wait, this is an all boy camp?!" Suze almost shouted, Mr. Pendanski gave her a puzzled look,
"You mean no one told you that you're the first girl here? Huh, I assumed you just knew. I mean, we usually only take boys here, but we needed to fill up the space fast, and I'm guessing you were the first on the list!" Mr. Pendanski gave a little chuckle; Suze on the other hand was of course mortified.
"So I'm stuck in an all boy camp, the only girl here…" The counselor nodded, "That means I get a tent to myself right? A private shower maybe?" Mr. Pendanski shook his head, Suze just got furious and frustrated. "ARE YOU SERIOUS!?" Suze shouted, no one else was really around apart from Mr. Pendanski, so it made no difference.
"You'll be sleeping in D-Tent with the other boys, and will be taking showers over there," He pointed to a line of three shower stalls, outside, with just a shower head and an old wooden door on each of them. "Just like everyone else." Suze was temporarily speechless, which was rare, what a nightmare. "Anyway," Mr. Pendanski continued, "I'll show you D-Tent before your tent mates get back from digging!" He spoke as if there was nothing wrong with a girl sharing a tent and showers with a group of boys, Suze's temper began to rumble inside of her, this is SICK, this is SO SICK! Who knows what'll happen to me, I'll be leaped upon by a bunch of horny guys! Perfect punishment for me, the reason I'm in here is because of a boy…aw fuck. Suze noticed the lousy cots crammed into the tent, she grimaced at the thought of sleeping in them, and they looked old, overused and unclean. Yeah, I'm taking the next bus back to Houston…