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Hold on Tight
Here Come the Girls!
Driving down the dirt road, in the middle of the desert at sixty miles an hour, were three buses. On the first bus were tents A and B from Camp Blue River, two guards, and an old, fat bus driver. On the second bus were the C and E tent girls, two guards, and a skinny, but old bus driver. On the last bus were the D-Tent girls, one guard, and a middle-aged man, who was fat and had a beer belly.
"Are we almost there," whined Melanie, or, as she was called, Cherry. She was obviously called that because of her red hair. She was skinny, and had her orange jumpsuit tied at her waist, showing her white Roxy tank top.
"Would you quit complaining before I kick your white butt," Brittani said through clenched teeth. She was of African-American ethnicity. Her hair was black, and in braids. She was called Diva because she thinks she's all that and a bag of chips, with dip.
"Diva, don't even start," Katy pleaded. They call Katy Hippie because she tries to keep peace between people, but it never works. She was wearing her jumpsuit full on, and had her brown-blonde hair pulled back.
"Yeah, Diva, listen to Hippie for once," Ariel, or Mix, said. Her long brown hair was falling out of the pony tail is was in because it was frizzing because of the heat.
"Why don't we all just stop complaining," Sami, or Aura, suggested. Her ten mates figured Aura was a good name for her because of the moods she can be in sometimes. She had a blue head band that pulled back her short brown hair.
Sarah, or Tart, just stared at her friends and smiled. Cherry was friends with her before they got sentenced to Camp Blue River. Cherry called Sarah Tart because she would flirt with the boys back home. Tart was pulling her long brown hair into a messy bun.
"Hey guys," Cherry asked," are we there yet?"
"SHUT UP," everyone, even the guard and the bus driver, screamed. Mix looked out the dusty window.
"Hey," she said, "look." there it was. Camp Green Lake.
"Don't you guys think it's weird we didn't dig today," asked Theodore, or Armpit. He was a large African-American boy.
"Yeah, it is weird," Ricky said. The kids at camp called him Zig-Zag. He was a tall kid with crazy blonde hair that stuck out in every direction possible.
"Maybe the Warden felt like being nice," Stanley suggested. He had only been here for about a week. He had a nickname, though. It's Caveman. He has really curly brown hair that he tries to cover with a red hat.
"That's bull right there," said a Texan accent. Alan, or Squid, was considered a tough guy. He, like Zig-Zag, was tall but not as tall and lanky as Zig-Zag. He had brown hair that he covered with a once white, but now brown form the dust, hat. Also, to match his brown hair, he had big, brown, chocolate-like eyes.
"Well, maybe it's her 'time of the month'," rex, or X-Ray, stated. He was an African-American boy with dirty glasses. He was the leader of D-Tent.
"That's gross," Jose said. Jose, also known as Magnet, was of Hispanic origin. He had a Spanish accent, and short, very short, black hair. The tent started laughing, all except one boy.
Zero was lying on his cot in the tent. He wasn't participating in the discussion, not even looking at them. All of a sudden, a bell rand, and Mr. Pendanski, D-Tent's councilor, came into their tent.
"Okay boys," he said a bit too cheerfully, "the Warden needs to talk to you boys. Go stand outside the Mess Hall." the boys walked out of their tent and stood in front of the Mess Hall, along with their fellow convicts. The Warden got up on the porch of the building and started speaking.
"Okay boys, now, because of some... recent evens with my brother, Joe Walker, we will be getting some new... very new campers. My brother, Joe, was the owner of Camp Blue River, an all girls detention camp, like this one. I volunteered to send the girls to this camp while my brother is away."
"So, are we getting girls," some kid from C-Tent asked.
"Yes, we are getting girls, and...ahhhhh look, the buses have arrived. The boys followed the the buses.
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