Disclaimer

Do I own Holes? No, I don't. I do own some mighty fine writing skills though.

The group walked behind Gina, who kept fixing her wig when Mr. Pendanski was turned away from her, grumbling and muttering amongst themselves. Giorgio was the only one in a good mood. He had resolved that if this was his first mission, he was going to make it one hell of a mission. When he informed the others of that, they were not amused and Trixie pushed him into the dirt.

"Hey! You got my jacket dirty! I threw a lot of touchdowns for this thing!" he spat, getting up.

"I hate you," Greg said, rubbing his forehead as he had for the whole period of walking around the place.

"And this is Mr. Sir," Mr. Pendanski had stopped before a surly gentleman with a somewhat Elvis type haircut, complete with sideburns.

"That's right, Mr. Sir," he growled, spitting out sunflower seeds almost on Juliana's foot.

Juliana and Adrienne stepped back from where the sickly looking puddle of sunflower seeds and spit pooled before them.

"Well, that's disgusting," Juliana made a sickly face.

"What did you say?" Mr. Sir walked up and got into her face.

"Do you think I seriously remember what I just said when I woke up at one in the morning to come here?"

"Look, girlie, I don't deal with girls. This is a boys' camp, and I'm here to deal with boys. Just because the warden let you in does not mean that I have to be nice to you. You will be treated the same as everyone else, and you will not disrespect me!" he growled.

"Could you yell at us after you take a breath mint?" Adrienne asked, covering her mouth. "I mean, you aren't even in my face, and I can smell it."

"Bad idea, Adrienne," Greg whispered.

"Oh yeah? Have fun digging your first two holes tomorrow, girlie," Mr. Sir smirked.

"Oh, so we are all 'girlie' then because we are girls? All right then, I will have lots of fun," Adrienne gave a slight smile.

Mr. Sir spit a wad of sunflower seeds on Adrienne's chest and stalked off, obviously happy with himself. Gina gave her far away smile.

"Mr. Sir is wonderful, isn't he?" she queried dreamily.

"Ms. Gene, would you like to explain to them their uniforms?" Mr. Pendanski asked, stepping away from the disgusted Adrienne.

"What? Oh, yeah, yeah, um… you get two of these ugly orange things. One for work and one for leisure, or something like that…. I don't know. I wasn't listening when this was all explained to me," Gina said, almost dropping the orange jumpsuits on the ground before Alice quickly caught them. "Should I show them to their tent then?" she asked Mr. Pendanski.

"Yes, thank you, Ms. Gene," he smiled.

She walked off without another word leading the group away. Tap whipped a Kleenex out of her pocket and handed it to Adrienne to get the sunflower seeds off her chest. Adrienne thanked her with a nod just as Gina started to talk.

"Kudos, Giorgio, for acting your part. The rest of you, you all suck. You look the part, but you don't act it! Adrienne, you are not the rebel! The first person who should be getting two holes to dig is Tap. Juliana, you still walk like a girl. Look at Giorgio for tips on walking like a boy," Gina lectured, leading the way between tents.

"She can look at me," Greg spoke up, annoyed.

"We would do that if she had a problem walking like a girl, not a guy."

"I don't walk like a girl!"

"Right. Greg, you should have asked if these jumpsuits come in any colors. I am disappointed that you didn't."

"Gina, we can't do this. We are nothing like these stereotypes that you gave us," Alice walked forward next to Gina. "Can't we just do the mission as ourselves?"

"NO! I am appalled that you asked that and you must never question Spies Incorporated methods again!" Gina shouted, getting strange looks from a group of boys leaning on their shovels outside a tent.

"Fine. But may I inquire what are mission is?"

"That question I am not appalled about. You all are to break out D-tent in a manner that will make their lawyers suspicious and thus get this place investigated and shut down," she smiled.

"How are we supposed to do that?" Trixie asked, grinding her teeth trying not to curse.

"Here's your tent! I hope to see you all bright and early tomorrow!" Gina left with that, laughing to herself.

"Who is D-tent!" Alice yelled after her, but she didn't respond.

"Oh, I hate that woman," Greg narrowed his eyes in a glare.

"But at least she looks really stupid in that wig, huh?" Giorgio asked, knocking Greg on the shoulder.

"Come on, girlies, let's practice our personas," Juliana smiled, holding open the tent flap.

"And look for cameras!" Tap exclaimed, walking into the tent.

The others shook their heads and walked in, equally agreeing that they wished they had just worked at McDonald's.