I stepped out of the tent and followed way behind the other guys. I didn't want to really be near anyone; just people at the moment were bugging me.

Many other guys whistled at me as I continued to walk, so I just put my hand behind my back and flipped them off. I didn't turn around to look at them and didn't really care what they looked like, just that they were bugging the crap out of me.

Inside the Mess Hall, guys were getting, what must of been food, and taking seats at crappy tabled that weren't in any real order at all. I slowly got in line, grabbed a tray, and prayed that whatever they were loading onto my tray wasn't going to try and eat me instead. At the end of the line I was lost on where to go.

Being new I didn't know what were the 'rules' on who sat with whom, who ignored who, and who bowed down to who. You know all those typical teenage unwritten rules and seemed to follow you everywhere. . . Those rules.

I glanced around, there didn't seem to be any empty seats, when I saw somebody waving at me from the corner stable.

"Scotty, over here girl."

Great that caused the guys that weren't already staring at me, to ignore the 'food' in front of them and turn their heads as I walked over to where ZigZag was sitting.

He moved his tray and I took a seat between him and Squid.

"You look lost." He commented, shoveling the food in front of him into his mouth.

"Really? Thanks for stating out the obvious." I retorted, poking at my food with my fork. "Anyone want this crap?" I asked the table, shoving it into the center of the table where Armpit and X-ray, gladly divided it.

"You need to eat something, or you're really going to get sick tomorrow while you're digging." Zigzag informed me, handing me half of the bread that he had, but I handed it back.

"Thanks anyways, but there's no way I'm eating anything tonight."

"She's just got first day nerves, leave her be." Said Magnet, and I gave him a slight smile.

The rest of dinner there wasn't much conversation. Mostly things like what they were going to do once they got out, or what they did to get in there. I didn't really pay attention; instead I was lost in my own thought. It was finally dawning on me that I had to do everything in front of these guys, shower, eat, change, everything.

I sighed, this was going to be a very long 12 months.

I left lunch at the same time that Zigzag did and we just walked in silence back to the tent. I turned my back to him and started to change out of the orange jumpsuit and into the grey pair of shorts that they permitted me to sleep in since it rarely got below 60 at night.

"Your stay here doesn't have to be a bad one." He said simply.

"I'm in a juvenile detention home, digging holes, and eating stuff that they probably dug out of the sewer, tell me how I can make it better."

"Make friends, just knowing that you have people to talk to makes everything better sometimes."

"Thanks, but everyone I've ever trusted have always turned around and hurt me."

"The people here are different."

"They might be, but I'm going to have to think about that." I said climbing in the bed and staring at the ceiling.

"So how did you come here anyways?" He asked climbing into bed himself.

"That's a story for another time." I rolled over and fell asleep.

Ziggy was right that I should try and make friends here, but it wasn't that easy for me. No one knew what I was here for, and if they found out I'm pretty sure they wouldn't want to speak to me after that.

So I promised myself right then that I wouldn't tell anyone why I was here but I was going to try and be nicer to the guys, after all, they were almost in the same situation that I was in weren't they?

It felt like I was being woken up just as I had fallen asleep when a loud bell started ringing. I jumped up and nearly feel out of my bed.

"What time is it?" I groaned, wishing that I still had my watch.

"Four in the morning." Replied ZigZag, pulling his orange jumpsuit over the clothes that he had worn to bed.

"How are we supposed to dig holes in the dark?" I asked, putting on my own jumpsuit and pulling my hair back into a tight bun.

"Trust me, by the time that we get there, there'll be light." Replied X-Ray.

I walked in the line that had formed around the 'library' and grabbed out the nearest shovel. Mom was handing out so flat things that had some gooey liquid dripping off of them, and I took a wild guess that it was breakfast. They sure did care about our nutrition didn't they? I didn't complain verbally, just didn't take one, and made my way with the rest of the guys from D-Tent to the middle of the desert where we would spend the next long hours digging holes.