I was handcuffed and sitting on a hot, smelling bus, on my way to Camp Green Lake. The sound of brakes ripped me from my thoughts. I got off the bus, almost tripping, and made my way down a narrow dirt road-looking thing...It was hot; I mean, really, REALLY hot! As I was walking passed this small, broken down building, a man yelled at me.
"You GIRL! GET IN HERE!"
"Wha? Me? M'kay." I replyed, more-so to myself then the man.
"Sit down...Taylor Chaine." It was more oif a command then a question; so I did.
"Yeah, thats my name...Like it?"
"My name is Mr. Sir, whenever you address me you will call me by my name, is that clear?" He clearly ignored my question; how rude of him!
"Good, now follow me." He said, leading me to another cabin thing. As I set my bags down, Mr. Sir threw an orange work suit at me; I barely cought it. "You will get two pairs of clothes. One for work, and one for relaxation. Every third day your work clothes will be washed and your other pair will become your work clothes. Got that?" he asked me, looking at me with disgust.
"Yep." I said, going behind a curton to change...Tripping over my feet and almost falling onto my face; hey, what can I say? I'm a cluts!
I walked out from behind the curton, that was masquerading as a changing area, and noticed a gay looking man with white shit ALL over his nose; what a moron.
"Taylor Chaine, you may have done some bad things, but that does not make you a bad person, I respect you Taylor." The gay dude said. "My name is Dr.Pendanski, I'm your counselor.
You will be in D tent. The D stands for Di-"
"Wait! Let me guess! Erm.. Dorks!" I said, interrupting the little gay man, trying to have some fun.
"Um...No-" He tried to reply.
"Dikes!"
"Actually-"
"Doorknobs, dorkwads, dickheads-"
"Diligence! It stands for diligence, Taylor."
"Well I would have gotten to that sooner or later, geez oh Pete." I mumbled with an annoyed look; this might actually be some fun!
The gay man lead me out of the cabin thing and towards a grey tent with a 'D', that I now knew stood for diligence, posted on the side of it. We walked in and I saw a group of boys all in a small deformed looking circle; they were just talking about somehting.
"Taylor, this is Ricky, Alan, Jose, Theodore, Rex, Stanley, and Zero." Said Dr. Gay-danski, pointing to each of the boys as he said thier names; not one of them looked up from what they were doing. "Alright boys, this is Taylor, and she's new here and now I must be going. Be nice boys...Or else." He said, waving and leaving by disappearing through the flaps of the undersized tent.
As soon as he left the boys started laughing.
"Haha! He called you a girl, man!" The fat one said; still not looking up.
"Well, I guess that would make some sense, considering I am a girl, stupid." I said, just slightly agitated...I mean, come on! They could have at least looked up! Geez.
When I said that every boy in the tent, raised his head up.
"Oh! Now they look." I mumbled.
"Holy shit! Whats a girl doing here!"
"Whoa."
"Hey man! Theres a chick! Heh, wait until tonight."
I just stood there uncomfortably.
"So, where do I sleep?" I asked.
"You can sleep with me!" One of the boys said while the other boys started to laugh; I twitched.
"Alright you guys, leave her alone; you sleep over by Zero...Yeah that empty one." A boy with some crazy-ass hair said.
"Thanks." I mumbled as I walked by him and to my new room...I seemed to be doing a lot of mumbling lately.
