A/N: Wow. I can't believe its been more then a year since i updated this story. Pretty amazing, huh? Well.. a few of you begged for more. And a few of you just plain out insulted me. So i didnt know what to do. I ended up putting this story on hold. But i didnt plan for that hold to last a year... so here ya go : )
As the girls got dressed back into their normal orange work suits, the boys went straight to the cafeteria.
The normal food was being served; grease with a side of fat.
At least that's what ZigZag and X-Ray liked to call it.
What it really was was fried chicken and mashed potatoes, both drowned in the thickest gravy you could ever imagine.
It wasn't exactly everybody's favorite, but it was better than going to bed that night with an empty stomach.
Stanley, along with the rest of the boys, were all halfway done with their dinner when Candy arrived at the table.
"How's it going guys?" Candy asked, her southern accent noticeable, as she took a seat next to ZigZag and across from Stanley.
"What's she doing here?" X-Ray asked, his temper rising at Candy from earlier that day.
"You got a problem with me X?" Candy replied, using X-Ray's nickname as she stood up from her seat and looked down at X-Ray.
"Here we go again…," ZigZag complained, trying to concentrate on his food rather then another fight between the two toughest people in their cabin.
"As a matter of fact, I DO!!" X-Ray yelled as he too stood up from his seat, accidentally knocking over his plastic fork in the process.
Zero just continued picking at his food and pretended that nothing was going on.
"Why don't we settle this outside???" Candy shouted, tightening the ponytail on her head and rolling up the orange sleeves on her work suit.
Candy then looked over to her right, seeing Stanley giving her this look that she couldn't possibly describe. It was as though he was a bit disappointed in the way that she was acting; the kind of look a father would give his daughter.
"You know what," Candy continued, "you're not worth my time."
Then she sat back down and tried not to make eye contact with anybody.
"Candy's cool with us, X," Stanley continued, "so chill out."
"Whatever," X-Ray said, beginning to pout like a 5 year old child.
Everybody silently ate the rest of their meal while Mr. Sir watched over them like a hawk.
It was Friday night, and it was Movie Night in the wreck room. That is, only if they were lucky enough to get the worn out television to work. But Magnet always seemed to get it to work from time to time.
"Come on Caveman," ZigZag pleaded, "It's going to be fun this time, I promise."
"Nah man," Stanley said, shaking his head, "I think I'm going to pass this week."
"Fine then," ZigZag, "but I'm not bringing you back popcorn this time."
"I think I'll live without it," Stanley laughed, taking out a piece of paper to write his family a letter.
ZigZag sighed, but eventually said, "See you later then."
Stanley thought for a few seconds, then began to write a letter to his family back home.
Dear Mom, Dad, and Grandpa:
Things are alright here. I met this new girl today. Her name is Alyssa, but everybody here calls her Candy. You would like her mom and dad, she's really good at basketball and she's not half-bad looking either. I thought she was just one of those tomboys at first, but when I got to know her, she was pretty coo-
"What am I thinking?!?!?" Stanley said to himself, then crumbling up the piece of paper and throwing it against the cabin wall. Why would he be writing about a girl he just met unless he…
"No…," Stanley said, continuing to talk to himself, "that's not possible. No. I just met her I-I-I-.."
"What'cha doing there, Caveman?" said a familiar voice, making Stanley jump.
Stanley looked behind him and saw Candy.
"Nothing," Stanley answered, putting his pad of paper aside.
"Cool, then we can do nothing together," Candy replied sarcastically as she took a seat at the end of Stanley's bed.
She was in clothes similar to Stanley's; a tank top and long pajama pants so the mosquitoes wouldn't bite.
"Why aren't you at the wreck room with the others?" Stanley asked.
"I decided to skip Movie Night this week," Candy answered as she let her ponytail down and messed with her hair a bit, "what's your excuse?"
"Same…," Stanley answered, adjusting himself so that him and Candy both had enough room on his bed.
A/N: please review. and please be kind. no flames, please.