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Juliana stared at Giorgio for a moment after he had explained his plan, "Wait, I don't get it."
Adrienne kept sucking on her lip, "My lip hurts."
"Okay, so why Zero? I mean, if we centered on X-Ray, he would convince everyone to go," Alice said as she crossed her arms in thought.
"But that is just it, Alice my girl! Zero won't listen, and I severely doubt that Caveman would leave without Zero so we would then have to get those two out when there will probably be more security around them."
"If Zero leaves, they may expect…."
"Zero doesn't have family. In the camp's eyes, no one cares for him. If he leaves, he was never here," Giorgio gave a sideways smile.
"My lip really hurts," Adrienne frowned.
"Giorgio, I don't think that it will work! I think we need to center on X-Ray."
"I'm telling you that Zero is the answer."
"Dude, my lip, it hurts!"
"So what if Zero leaves first? We still have to get the rest of them to go and then we would need X-Ray. He will stay away from us if we get Zero to leave because he'll expect it."
"You are giving him too much credit. You know, D-Tent is kind of… how to put this… full of morons! Their leader is a moron."
"Ah, my nose hurts too! Not as much as my lip though."
"He is not a moron!"
"Look, we get Zero to leave and then we can get the whole lot of D-Tent to leave. Caveman will not leave without Zero, but if Zero is gone, he'll go with the group. It is perfect! Plus, the camp won't expect it. Zero is not friends with them. He keeps to himself. No one will suspect that the rest of D-Tent will leave."
"I think I bit my tongue. Anyone have Listerine? Ow! Lip! Hurts!"
"That is rather ingenious, Giorgio."
"Thank you much, dear."
Juliana, who had been holding back laughter throughout the whole conversation, burst out into peals of laughter.
The three others turned to her, "What?"
"That was just… so amazingly random! Zero and X-Ray and Adrienne's lip… SO GREAT!" Juliana laughed.
"Stop laughing, you! This place is not about laughing, it is about punishment!" a familiar female voice said.
"Hello, Gina," the four said together in monotone. Juliana had stopped laughing immediately at the sound of the voice.
"It's Miss Gene, thank you," Gina replied, smoothing out her wig.
"What is it you need, Miss Gene," Adrienne smiled slightly.
Gina sighed, "Can we go somewhere private?"
"Ooh, I think I'm going to fly the coop here. I am not much into 'going somewhere private' with chicks," Giorgio narrowed his eyes. "Actually, I don't really like it with guys either. They always break up with me. Stupid pricks... Anyway, leaving! Bye, Miss Gene."
Giorgio hurried off, and the three interns led their boss to their tent with no swing in their step at all. They all sat on their respected cots and leaned back when they got in, all staring at Gina.
"So, what is it you needed?" Adrienne asked plainly.
"I need help," Gina slumped down on Greg's cot.
"With what? Did we do something wrong?" Alice piped in.
"I don't understand why Mr. Sir doesn't like me!" Gina burst into loud, obnoxious tears.
"Oh my God, she's crying!" Juliana whispered. "What do we do?"
"I don't know," Alice answered, shocked.
"I didn't know that she had the kind enough capacity to feel," Adrienne whispered back with her mouth hanging open.
"I'm pretty!" Gina shrieked. "Why doesn't he like me?"
"Uh… well, Gina, maybe he is…" Adrienne started, trying to comfort her but couldn't think of anything and whispered to her friends. "What is he?"
"Intimidated," Juliana whispered."
"Intimidated. Maybe he is intimidated by you, Gina."
"Intimidated? Howcouldhebeintimidatedbyme?"
"What did she say?" Adrienne asked quietly.
The other girls shrugged with their mouths gaping open.
"Is it the wig? It's the wig, isn't it? It has a gray hair! I found it! I got an OLD LADY WIG!"
"Gina, you didn't…"
"IT MAKES ME LOOK LESS PRETTY! I AM PRETTY! I AM PRETTY!"
"Of course you are, Gina."
"WHY WON'T MR. SIR LOVE ME?"
Just then, Tap burst in with a big smile, "The toaster is in love with the omelet!"
"AND NOW LOONY BIN IS HERE!" Gina broke into louder sobs and buried her face in Greg's pillow.
"Is Gina's face leaking?" Tap asked, cocking an eyebrow.
"She's crying," the three girls answered.
"That is Gina right?"
"Yep."
"Gina is crying?"
"Yep."
"I must be crazy."
"If you're crazy, we are crazy too," Adrienne answered.
"What about the omelet?" Juliana asked, still staring at Gina.
"Wha?" Tap stared at Gina too.
"The toaster and the omelet… thing… omelet and…. I don't know what you said."
"Oh. I was talking in code."
"Ah, I see."
"I'm in love with Zigzag."
"He's an omelet?"
"I don't know. I don't really understand my code-speak so much."
The only sound in the tent was Gina's wailing at that point. The girls stared at her, struck dumb by her show of feeling. Then, Trixie burst in.
"Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuckity fu…. Is there a hyena in here?" Trixie looked around the tent. "Wait, who is that?"
"Gina," the girls said together.
"Why is she making that horrible noise?"
"She's crying?"
"Gina is crying?"
"Yep."
"What the fuck?"
"Exactly," Adrienne answered.
"What were you cursing about?" Juliana asked.
"Eh?" Trixie stared at Gina's shaking form.
"You were cursing… a lot… I was just wondering… oh, forget it."
"Oh, yeah. Fucking, I think I just agreed to go on a god damn date with that fat ass Armpit."
"That's mean, Trixie," Alice said, her eyes slightly glazing over.
"Hey, you go on a fucking date with the bastard then!"
"EVEN THE FOUL ONE CAN GET A DATE! WHATISWRONGWITHME?" Gina's wails became louder.
"Good work, Trixie," Adrienne said as she went to Gina to comfort her. Gina buried her head into Adrienne's chest and continued crying.
"I'm sorry! I didn't mean to fucking make the bitch cry more!" Trixie tried to defend herself.
"This is so degrading," Adrienne frowned.
Just then, Greg ran in looking upset.
"Armpit, Trixie? How can you go out with Armpit? He smells!" Greg threw up his hands and then looked over to Adrienne and Gina. "Why is Juliana crying, Adrienne?"
"I'm not crying," Juliana said.
"Then who's that?"
"Gina," all the girls said together.
"Gina is crying?"
"Yep."
"Why is she on my cot?"
"Leave her alone," Adrienne hissed.
"Why are you so upset that Trixie is going out with Armpit?" Juliana asked, having lost interest in Gina.
"Excuse me?" Greg turned to her.
"Why are you so upset about Trixie?"
"I'm in love…" he caught himself. "No reason."
Giorgio peeked into the tent, "Hey, Tap, Zigzag is looking for you."
"Yay!" Tap sprinted out of the tent.
Giorgio peered back in, having moved out of the way for Tap, "Gina is crying then?"
"Yep," the interns answered.
"Huh."
"I CAN'T STAND THE ROMANCE!" Gina yelped again.
"Oh, Gina, Mr. Sir is looking for you too," Giorgio said with a smile.
She stopped crying in a second, "Really?"
"He sure is. Says he needs to speak with you about something."
"He's going to confess his love to me!" Gina ran out as Giorgio stepped in to avoid being trampled by her. She peered back in after a moment, "Oh, Greg, you were great as a gay man today. Kudos!"
Greg's face was angry shock as he stared after her. His eye started to twitch slightly and then he raced toward his gun. The rest of the night was spent sedating him. He stopped reaching for the gun after an hour or so, but when Trixie went on her date, he was inconsolable and started screaming about nothing at all. By the time he was duck taped to his cot and gagged, the whole group of interns were tired and ready to get a good three hours of sleep.
So, that was it. Gina is just so… Gina. I like crazy people. Uh… anyway, thanks to my reviewers, GE (Hole to China… I like it. Oh, thanks for the kudos. I like to make people laugh), Nosilla (I KNOW DUDE! ISN'T IT? Ok, a little overexcited there, but no matter. Weird stuff good) and BrokenAngel1753 (loved). Reviews man, I like them. Really, everyone, please do review. It makes me happy. Everyone loves a happy writer! Now to do homework….
