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"Okay. Let's just put that little episode behind us, shall we?" I asked of Mr. Sir cheerfully.

Mr. Sir said nothing and we continued our wonderfully amazing jaunt down the retarded unpaved very worn path to the cabin we were headed to before. Once we were there, he asked me to change into one of the most horrendously orange orange jumpsuits I had ever seen. He must be out his sideburned little mind. There is no way I'm changing in front of this guy! At least, I think he's a guy. I can't really tell, he's wearing a pink shirt, hmm….

Anyway, I told him my feelings.

"There is no way you think I'm changing in front of you. If you do, you must be out your sideburned little mind."(A/N: Where have we heard that before?)

He stared at me and told me he most certainly was not.

"ALL RIGHT, FINE!" I quickly changed into the jumpsuit and tied the arms around my waist. (I was wearing a tank top, all you people out there.) (A/N: I'm skipping over his little speech. I don't know about you, but I pretty much know it by heart and hate reading it over and over. If you disagree, please say so in a review.)

"The Warden said I'm not allowed to search your bag, since you're a girl."

"Why thank you Mr. Sir. I'm glad I was extended that courtesy." Pretty soon a very short creepy looking guy came in. He was detestable in every single way. His socks were pulled up so high! Who on Earth can wear socks like that and can wear that much sunscreen on their nose? I would die.

"Megan Adams, you may have done some bad things, but that does not make you a bad kid. I respect you, Megan."

"You are?"

"Oh, I'm Dr. Pendanski. I'll be you're councilor. It seems that you are disturbed and need help. Ok, let's go. You'll be in D Tent. D stands for diligence."

"Aha, but D also stands for doorknob. And doe, a deer, a female deer, re, a dr-"

"That's enough. There's the mess hall, and that's the rec room, and there are the showers. There's only one knob because there's only one temperature: cold."

"Joy."

"Oh, and there are some of the boys you'll be sharing a tent with."

"Oh, I forgot this was a boy's camp."

"Yo Mom, who's the chick?" a guy with some thick humongo dirty fly glasses (A/N: Sorry all you X-Ray fans! What are fly glasses?) asked.

"Rex, Megan is not a chick. She is a person, not a baby chicken."

"My name isn't Rex. It's X-Ray."

"Megan, that is Alan and Theodore next to Rex."

"Didn't he just say his name was X-Ray?"

"That's a nickname. I call them by the name society will recognize them by. And Theodore, please take a shower. You smell like puke from a mule been ruminating on asparagus for two weeks."

"Whatever Mom."

"But the society here recognizes him as X-Ray, right?"

"Yes, but-"

"Whatever. Don't be squabblin' up in here."(A/N: LOL line from the movie!) X-Ray said. "And that's not Alan, that's Squid." He said pointing to a boy with a do-rag and a hat on his head and a toothpick in his mouth. (A/N: I have tried going around with a toothpick in my mouth and it is very hard as it keeps breaking.) Squid did not acknowledge me in any way, shape, or form. How rude! "And that's not Theodore, that's Armpit."

"Hi," Armpit said. At least he acknowledged my existence. Pretty soon a vile odor wafted itself my way and I knew why he was nicknamed Armpit.

"Anyway, let's go back to our tent." X-Ray said. No, not said. More like ordered. Why does everybody do what he says?

A/N: Chapter 3 is over! Finished! Well until I get some reviews to make it better! Yay reviews! Lol with all the Yay! Somethings, it's because I just saw a Red Stripe beer commercial on TV. And who in D Tent do you want her to end up with (eventually)? And I'm also taking a vote on the nickname.