Disclaimer

Yeah, dude, I don't own Holes.

Gina stared at herself in the mirror as she had everyday she had been at the camp. She took off her wig to reveal her hair. It hadn't seen the light of day in a while. She stared at herself, wondering what she was doing wrong with Mr. Sir. She always got the man. She was homecoming queen in high school! She was in a sorority in college! She was well liked! Well… maybe not liked, but generally known. She had everything once, well, she did still have quite a bit being close to the top at work and she was still dead sexy, but that ugly wig just made it all seem worthless. There was also the point of that warden. Horrible woman, but Gina had to admit, she had style. And that was when it hit her. Mr. Sir could not see her because he was in love with the warden. That had to be it. Now, the warden had to die and not be found too. One of the holes would be a good place to bury the woman. Yeah, a hole… now to find an intern to do the dirty work.

Gina walked with her shoulders held high as she went to where the campers were digging. She liked to call the juvenile delinquents there campers because it hit her as ironic to call them campers. And she would laugh and laugh and laugh and laugh some more when she was thinking or saying it. But not today. Today she had a mission and that mission was to get that loser one to kill the warden. She spotted the loser one walking with the slut one and the black one, all holding their shovels and laughing.

"Hey! Hey! HEY!" Gina called, running up to them.

"Hello, Gina," they all said together. Lovely reception.

"Miss Gene, actually."

"What do you need, Miss Gene," the slut one asked, cocking an eyebrow.

Gina placed her hand on the loser one's shoulder, "Just need a discussion with you, dear."

"See you later, Jules," the black one smiled sympathetically.

"If you aren't back in five minutes, we're calling Mom," the slut one smiled.

"Don't call him Mom, Adrienne!" the black one lectured.

"I'm sorry, Alice! It's habit!"

Gina waited till the two were gone to pull the loser one aside. She had forgotten her name for the moment, but there didn't need to be names involved. A huge smile appeared on Gina's face.

"Uh oh, what did I do and how bad are you going to hurt me?" the loser one flinched.

"I do not want to hurt you! I am offering a proposition," Gina kept smiling.

"What is it?"

"Well, you see, I want to have crazy sex with Mr. Sir, have all of his babies, and then live in a houseboat somewhere in Florida killing gators for money."

"Excuse me?"

"All right, the basic premise was I want to have hot sex with Mr. Sir and…"

"OOOOHHH! EW EW EW EW EW EW! Why did you tell me that? Really? I didn't want to know. Ew. I think I am scarred for life now. God, ew."

"I didn't ask your opinion, thanks. Now, there is one problem with my wish…"

"It will end the world?"

"Shut up. Mr. Sir is in love with the warden, so she must be eliminated."

"Why are you telling me this? I have no interest in your thoughts and dreams."

"You kill the warden, and I will get you out of here."

The loser one narrowed her eyes slightly, "What becomes of everyone else?"

"I'll let them go too with rave reviews on their performance. You aren't going to get rave reviews with the utter crap filled job you all are doing. Giorgio will, but not you or the others. Especially you. You never act like one of the guys."

"That's because I'm not one of the guys!"

"Spy work is a lot like acting. You must conform to your character if you want to progress in this field."

"Do actors kill people?"

"Matters who you ask."

"I don't even want to know. Look, Gina, I…"

"Miss Gene!"

"I can't kill someone. I can't! There is no way I have it in me!"

"Back to the acting thing! Act like you have it in you!"

"If you care so much, you kill her. You would do a much better job."

"Duh, stupid. I know I would, but the problem is that I do not wish too."

"I'm not killing anyone."

"Think it over, all right, and get back to me. I will make it worth your while and your friends' too."

Gina walked off proud of herself. Now all she needed to do was find a ravishing wedding dress for her marriage to Mr. Sir. She started to think it over in her head. Nice puffy sleeves, maybe some shoulder pads, a wonder bra… yeah, it would be an absolutely fabulous dress.

She walked intent on her thoughts of her wedding dress when she tripped over something and fell on her face. She clung to her wig for dear life, hoping no one had seen her real, beautiful hair. She saw two pairs of cowboy boots appear before her.

"You all right, Miss Gene?" a familiar voice asked with uncaring.

Gina sprang up, "Oh, Mr. Sir! How are you today? Good I hope! I'm fine, really. Actually, I'm just lovely! May have hurt my face a bit, but I am fine and dandy!"

"Right, you should watch out for shovels around here. The girl scouts tend to leave them everywhere."

"Ha! Girl scouts! That's funny! I used to be a girl scout, and I would make people buy cookies by kidnapping their pets! It was great! I always got a stuffed animal."

"Uh huh. So, I should be going…."

"I'll go with you! I'm not doing much!"

"I'm going to see the warden. I'd let you come, of course, but she only wants to see me."

"Oh. Well then, I will see you later?" God please.

"Uh… sure. I'll see you later." He walked away fast, looking back to make sure she wasn't following him.

"Call me! Like just call out my name, and I'll hear you! Or you can come by my tent! Or something of the like!" Gina called after him, losing her vigor quickly.

That was it. The warden had to die and that loser intern would not be able to do it. Of course, if she agreed, she would do it, but it just wouldn't be enough. Gina would just have to run the body over a few times before burying it. Maybe make Pendanski do it… yeah… he's a sap. But he stopped coming around after the shoe incident. Gina never knew that a shoe could knock out teeth, especially an Ugg boot. Those are so soft and cushy! How could a shoe be knocked out? She didn't know, but she did know that the warden had to die, no ifs ands or buts about it.


I know it is short, but I wanted to put something out. I swear that the next chapter will be rather long for you all. Maybe it will have more letters. I haven't quite decided. Thank you to GE (I love that line too, but that is mostly because I like the word 'foul' a lot. Ooh, you'll see about Greg and Trixie. I promise next chapter to get that all in the open. And I'm posting for you because you made me feel so nice. Kudos!), emddozen (Ooh, you blew my anonymity! I like to repeat myself, is all. Gina crying is quite a feat), Nosilla (yes, Gina was in fact crying. I don't know if it was said enough that she was crying… weird yo), and BrokenAngel1753 (Oh, thanks. I like to be funny sometimes). So, yeah, woot!