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"So, Tyrone, what did you need to 'put past me' then?" Juliana asked, staring down at her feet slightly.
"I had a discussion with that X-Ray kid today, and I was wondering what you thought of him." Tyrone said, biting his lip.
"Why do you care what I think of him? Did he say something about me that I should know?"
"Oh, no, of course not, it's just... he... how to say this... I am pretty sure, fairly sure, that he is in love with Alice."
"Well, duh. Everyone knows that!"
"But what do you think of him?"
"I don't know. He's nice, I guess."
Tyrone only nodded, getting silent for a moment. Juliana ran her hand through her hair, thanking God that Tyrone saved her from the awkwardness of Magnet.
"Who was that guy you were with, Jules?" Tyrone punched Juliana a little, suddenly remembering the situation he had found her in. "Not a boy looking for your affections, I hope?"
"Shut up, Tai."
"I want to know who he is! I have known you since you were just a wee one, so tell me!"
"A wee one?"
"Yes, a wee one."
"What, am I an elf or something?"
"You were a youngin then."
"A youngin?"
"Who is he?"
"Who is who? Are we talking about someone?" Adrienne asked as she walked up with Tap and a bag of cheetos.
"Oh, just Magnet. Tai was wondering who he was," Juliana answered.
"Didn't he confess his love to you or something?" Adrienne asked, eating the cheetos.
"No... no..."
"Yes he did! Zig and I talked about it!" Tap broke in.
"You and Zig talk?" Adrienne turned to Tap.
"Well... no, we mostly make out, but we heard Magnet reciting the speech to himself."
"That's interesting."
"So the boy loves you, huh? I should talk to him to see if I approve!" Tyrone yelped.
And with that, Tyrone was gone. Juliana sighed a large sigh and walked back to her tent with Adrienne and Tap. When they got there, Glenn and Alice were doing the tango and having a grand old time. The rest of the night, the whole group, and Glenn and Ada, were partying. Of course, they had to party quietly so it really wasn't much of a party, but they partied just the same. The next morning, Tyrone burst into the tent with a wide smile.
"Something exciting will happen today!" he yelped and was off.
"That boy is much too chipper," Greg said into his pillow.
"Tell me about it," Alice responded as she got up.
Tyrone had already started digging his hole by the time the group got out to what Greg now called the mine field.
Greg himself had not quite recovered from his encounter with Armpit. Everyone was always sniggering at him as he past, and a couple boys from H Tent put corn in his hair. Trixie no longer talked to him. She wrote him profane little notes when he tried to talk to her, but there was nothing more. His eye was still black and bruised. He thought many times to himself that action movies lied to him. The tiny, perfect cut that the good guy got from fighting in real life was not tiny, not perfect, not aesthetic and generally still very painful after the fight was over. Who knew that getting in a fight had such repercussions? Not Greg, but of course, Greg figured he didn't know much about life. He was in love with a girl who seemed to be quite taken with a fat, black boy who smelled bad. Whatever, he thought, as he always had, maybe it was better that way.
"So, Ada, how is it going with your first hole?" Giorgio asked Ada as they waited in line for water.
"Me tired. Need sleep," Ada responded as she leaned against her sister's back.
"Hey! No touching!" Adrienne smacked her sister. "Oh, sorry, I thought you were someone else."
"Eh... tired..."
"What is Caveman doing? He looks suspicious," Tap whispered to Greg.
"Why are you whispering?" Greg responded.
"I don't want him to know that I'm talking about him. Lay low, Rosie, lay low."
"You're insane, aren't you?"
"We are out to discover!" Tap screamed, running toward her hole.
Alice stared after the fading image of Tap, "What's her problem?"
"I don't know," Glenn answered, sipping his water.
"Hey, did you cut in front of me?" Trixie asked, realizing that she didn't have water yet.
"No, I cut in front of Caveman. It's different."
"Oh. Okay."
"SLEEP!" Ada grumbled.
The group laughed as they waited patiently for their water. Glenn leaned against the water truck, gurgling his water as if it were mouth wash. Suddenly, the truck started to move. Glenn nearly choked on his water as he jumped at the sudden movement.
"The fuck?" Trixie said out loud, not noticing all the boys around her that she should be acting dumb for.
"Is Caveman in there?" Juliana asked, staring at the familiar looking person in the driver's seat speeding off with Mr. Sir behind him.
"He did it! Yes!" Tyrone jumped up and down at his hole.
"Go Caveman! Go!" X-Ray yelped from his hole.
"Where is he going to go? He'll die out there!" Alice said, awestruck.
The camp all did a cumulative cringe as the truck drove right into a hole. Caveman got out and ran the rest of the way as the camp cheered him on. When Mr. Sir had come back, he was so breathless and angry that he could not even yell for the campers to go back to their tents. It was the ever-loving Gina, who had appeared when she noticed her beloved Mr. Sir chasing after his beloved truck, who gave the order. She winked at her interns as she led Mr. Sir off to her cabin.
"Bow chicky bow wow, if you know what I mean," Glenn said cheekily as the group walked back to the wreck room.
Giorgio nearly spit out the water he stole from Glenn laughing. Alice only fumed.
"Two of them have escaped! This is not right!" she frowned.
"I want to go home. I don't care if they die. I just want to go home," Greg frowned even deeper, his black eye hurting more than ever.
They all walked into the wreck room and crumbled onto the couch, having side conversations. X-Ray walked up with Tyrone, Magnet, Armpit, Squid and Zig-Zag at his heels.
"Guys, we are escaping. A week from now, we will be free!" X-Ray whispered to the interns.
"What?" they all responded.
"It was Tyrone's idea!"
"Don't worry, we are making all the plans," Squid smiled wide, mostly at Adrienne, who smiled back.
With that, they were off, all except Magnet, who mouthed, "We'll talk" to Juliana.
Greg frowned, "Tyrone has rubbed off on them."
"How is it that we have been here for like a million weeks, and he is here for a day and they want to escape! Are we incompetent?" Giorgio turned to the others.
"Fuck if I know," Trixie responded as she laid back against the couch.
"Dear lord, we suck!" Alice had an epiphany.
"Yeah," they all agreed, though they all were just happy that soon they would go home.
HAHA! I AM UPDATING IN A TIMELY MANNER, SO BITE ME! HAHA! Okay, only like one person has reviewed my last chapter, so that person, Justine, is being thanked with big letters! THANK YOU! I am glad that you love my story. If it could love, it would love you too, I'm sure! Anyway, tune in till next time. It will be exciting.
