Disclaimer: Not much to say this time but if I think of something I will inform you.

%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%

It's been almost a two months since I got here and not quite everything is the same. The other campers treat me like I'm one of the guys now instead of a girl.

Squid's okay but I'm getting a little aggravated by that damn piece of wood in his mouth. He flaunts around the camp as if he's Rex or something. He thinks he is the shit and it bothers me. Squid is good when you need someone to scare off harassers; matter of fact he does a real damn good job. He is the only one here who will use the weights deliberately as if we are tired as it is by digging holes. Sometimes he likes to pick on me when the others aren't around, even though I know he's just fucking around it kind of gets to me. I hope he gets wood poisoning or something.

Zigzag is one hell of a character! He always gets me laughing sometimes he doesn't even have to be talking it could be the expression on her face. He was watching Jerry Springer and he kept screaming at the 'fat Gorilla woman' as he called the static filled television. One time when he was digging, he stood there drops his shovel and spins around. When we finally calmed him down, he said he was praising the rain Gods. He is really good if you need someone to keep you up while you're in the sun all day, but that can also be a bad thing. At night, he won't stop talking to himself or to no one in particular. He is so loud that the other tents can hear him. Through thick and thin Ziggi is a real good friend and I can see myself in this hellhole without someone like him to laugh with.

Armpit in only one word to describe 'reek'. He literally does not enjoy taking showers; I mean he lives in his one stench. He eats, digs holes, and sleeps; that isn't the healthiest situation in the world to be in. I recall one hot day when he came up behind me in the Rec. room and gave me the biggest hug you can think of. He kept me in this little death grip for about fifteen seconds. It was disgusting and Caveman said I look a light shade of green when I came too. He loves...getting ready for a fight especially during dinner or breakfast. Overall, he's a big teddy bear and he's dubbed himself my new big brother in addition to bodyguard. Hey, don't get me wrong being the only girl has its benefits dibbs on the pool table, extra shower tokens I could go on and on...

Caveman the most picked on out of all the boys...he seems to me like he doesn't have a backbone. He allows Rex to take all of his bread and the rest of the boys to put their dirt in his hole. The poor S.O.B has something we don't have...letters. That's why the guys make fun of him so much...I why I envy him so dearly. I wish I could get some letters...but one would be good enough for me. Sometimes he lets me read letters and I miss life in the B.K with cousin Monica. Even though she completely sold me out, I still love her regardless of what she did to me. It makes me feel bad when I write letters to her and she doesn't write back. In a strange 'Twilight Zone' way, I have found another me in Caveman. He is the part I don't show around anyone but him...he has brought out my soft side. When no ones looking Caveman and I hang out and act like four year olds. He makes me happy that I don't have to act like a complete bitch all the time.

Zero...well I don't have much experience with him he's always quiet and never likes to interact. Usually he is the second to finish digging his hole. He goes into the tent, lies on his cot, and looks up in some sort of a daze. I've tried to talk to him but he just blows me off as if I weren't there. I remember one time we actually had something remotely close to a conversation. I was looking for my Barrett I have I may have dropped in the boys tent. I went searching around until I came upon a old yellow stuffed animal. I picked it up, examined it and came upon the conclusion that it was a giraffe then someone yelled for me to put it back. I jumped to see Zero right in front of me. I was a bit frightened at first but I held my composure and narrowed my eyes resembling what he had done. I gave in and tossed him the animal and begun to exit. Then he tapped me and apologized for being an asshole. Then something weird happened we had a conversation. It was not your run of the mill exchange of words, this was the real McCoy. We sat there for about an hour talking about each other's lives and it was deep. Zero understood me on a spiritual level...he looked past my boobs and saw me...my soul.

Rex that's my Superman! He never lets anyone fuck with me...let alone get within inches of me without recieving the third degree. I love it! Sometimes I get sad because if he lived with mom and I he would have never let Lawrence hurt me. Sometimes I wish I could tell him about the eight years that he has missed out on but I can't...it hurts way too much. Every time I think about how I was abused and raped, it makes me feel dirty and worthless. I every time I gathered enough courage I don't do it because it makes me feel as if he won't want me anymore. Some nights I have dreams of them laughing at me and pointing telling me how dirty I am. Then I wake up crying in a cold sweat. Rex knows I have bad dreams and so does the rest of D tent so a few nights a week he lets me sleep with him. I feel safe around him I know he would hurt me or let any one hurt me. If I could be, the judge Rex would get the Brother of the Year award.

Magnet is the most obnoxious person I have ever met. He is always trying to flirt with me when no one is looking. I can't help but blush; my knees go weak every time he glances at me. My entire body turns into jello when brushes up against my or when he is making sexual passes at me. I remember one day it was a heat wave going through the camp and Magnet took off his shirt and what I saw...I liked. He was built...he had muscles and he had a great tan and tattoo of what looked to me was a joker with some writing around it. I love being around him I feel so safe, but not in a brotherly way. He keeps telling boys around here who mess with me that I am his chica. Anyone who does mess with me Magnet gets possessive and wants to kill them. Like the time this boy kept groping me and then I told him to stop for real. Magnet held my cry for help and almost the guys shit less. Then he put his arm around my shoulder, and escorted me away from the scene. I kind of feel really girly around him like I want to look my best...then other times I want to kill him because he is acting like a jackass.

"Hey Ice! Stop daydreaming it's time for dinner!" Rex says sticking his head into my tent.

I snapped my head up, smiled and closed my diary. I hoped off my cot and slipped on my boots.

"Okay! I'm up...damnit can you keep your skirt on!" I yell walking out the tent.

Rex laughs and slings his arms around me. He picks me up and he goes running for the mess hall. I lay in his arms laughing until he drops me.

He gives me a hand up and we go arm and arm in the Mess Hall...

%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%%

Hey, sorry for not updating sooner...it's been drama central at school. Well who did you like it...I know it was short but the story is on a schedule.

I just thought of something for those of you who do not know B.K stands for Brooklyn, New York.

Please Review it will make my day much brighter and I would like to give a very special shout out to MILAGROS! Thank you so much for your review a really appreciate them...matter of fact I appreciate all my reviews. Well I have to go benchmark tomorrow and I need my sleep. NITE =D

-Spiggi