Chapter Five
Over the next week or so, we met the other boys of D Tent and learned how everything worked at Camp Green Lake. We went to a counseling session where we had to talk about what we had done to be sent there and about our lives back home.
"I get in a lot of fights," Kara admitted to the counselor, who we all called Mom.
"Why don't you get involved in a sport at your school to get rid of some of that aggression?" he suggested in his mousy little voice.
I smirked and whispered in Squid's ear, "The only sport Kara likes is tonsil hockey."
He snorted and Mom looked over at us. "Something you two would like to add?"
I felt my face redden. I shook my head, but Mom kept staring at me. "Margaret was a queen in Scotland and later a saint. I hope you will follow her example and try to concentrate on why you are here."
I looked over at Kara and we both cracked up.
As the meeting ended, Kara told me she was going into the rec room. I decided to check it out and we all went in. I was playing pool with ZigZag when he scratched and the cue ball flew toward me. Before I could blink, a hand shot out in front of me and caught it. Wide-eyed, I turned to the side and saw Zero put the ball gently down on the table. I was so surprised, I just stared at him.
"Good job, Zero," XRay called out, "Wouldn't want to mess up Scotland's pretty face."
"Scotland?" I asked.
From across the table, ZigZag explained that XRay gave everyone a nickname. Sort of a plot to separate us from the adults at the camp. I shrugged. It could have been worse, I guessed.