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Chapter 7

"Alan why are you even in here?" Mom asked when he saw Squid following me into the mess hall.

He glowered at him and Dr. Pendanski cowered away. I dragged Squid to the back of the room where there were barely any people, knowing my mom she would be in the most isolated spot possible.

"Em!" someone called.

I turned to D-tent's usual dinner table and saw a blonde haired Farrah Fawcett look alike sitting in a pair of nice tan dress pants and a black blouse.

"Mom," I smiled, rushing over into her open arms.

She sniffed a little, "You're filthy."

I laughed and turned to face Squid, "This is my friend…uh…"

"I'm Alan," he said, knowing that my mom was already doubtful by her expression.

"Hi I'm Donna," she shook his hand suspiciously.

"I'll leave you two alone," he nodded, squeezing my shoulder before turning to my mom. "Nice meeting you ma'am."

She gave him a small smile and watched as he left, "He's your friend?"

"Yeah," I mumbled, sitting down.

She sat next to me, a grimace on her face, "I don't so much like you being with a guy you met in a detention center."

"He's not bad mom. He's here for something stupid like me."

"Something stupid? Yeah I know you defiantly did something stupid."

I glared at her, "If all you came here for was to yell at me then just leave."

"I came here to see my daughter. But I don't even know if you are my daughter anymore. You were such a good girl, what happened?"

"NOTHING!" I exclaimed. "Nothing happened! Gabby and I just got in trouble for some stuck up rich guy reporting us-

"For breaking into his house!" she screamed back.

"We didn't mean anything by it," I mumbled, seeing her point.

We sat in silence for a few minutes before she sighed.

"What do you do here anyway?" she asked, changing the subject.

"We dig."

"You dig?" her face twisted.

"Yeah."

"What do you dig?"

"Holes?" I said sarcastically then felt slightly bad. "Yeah, we have to dig holes. Really big ones."

"Oh," she mumbled.

"They have to be five feet deep and five feet wide," I said, knowing she was just like me and would probably give me a little bit of the cold shoulder now.

"That's big," she said, playing with her shirt.

"Times almost up! Start sayin your goodbyes!" Mr. Sir called.

"That guy seriously needs some kind of facial surgery," my mom raised her eyebrows.

"Or to get laid," I mumbled so low she didn't hear.

"What was that?" she asked.

"I didn't say anything." I said, standing up. "I gotta finish my hole before the sun sets, or I may get eaten alive by buzzards."

"We wouldn't want that. Drink lots of water," she said, hugging me tightly. "You're so dirty, take a shower when you're done."

I snorted, "Of course. Bye mom."

"Bye sweetie, I love you," she hugged me again.

"You too, bye!" she left for the car that was waiting for her, driving away slowly.

GABBY'S POV

Caveman walked into the mess hall with me, Emily and Squid seemed to have disappeared on the way there.

"Are you sure your parents are gonna be here?" Mom greeted us as we walked through the wooden threshold.

We ignored him and walked into the side of the room where I saw my mom sitting. Her dark brown, nearly black, hair was cut to her shoulders, her soft skin and motherly figure made everything inside me warm up a little with pure happiness.

"Hi mom," I smiled widely and she stood up to collect me into a giant bear hug.

"Hello Gabrielle," she held me tighter.

"Hi, My name is Stanley," Caveman took my mothers outstretched hand.

"Hello, nice to meet you." She smiled and turned her attention back to me. "Ugh! Gabrielle you are filthy."

"I know," I grimaced, dusting off my sleeve a little.

"I think I see my parents," Caveman looked around. "I'll see you later when we dig."

"Bye!" my mom called as he walked away. "He was cute."

She nudged me and I sighed, "Yeah."

"So when was the last time you bathed?" she asked.

"Two days ago," I mumbled.

"TWO DAYS!?" she exclaimed. "Why are you not bathing everyday if you have to dig in that dirty, filthy-

I cut her off, "Mom they give us two shower tokens a week. That gives us one minute of running cold water."

"Two?" she gave me a look. "Who is in charge here?"

"The Warden," I mumbled. But she was already stomping over to Mr. Sir, a determined look on her face. After what seemed like an hour she came back with an accomplished look plastered on.

"I got you three more tokens per week."

"Thanks! How'd you do that?" I asked, taking the tree coins from her.

"I told him that since you were a girl you needed it or you were open to different kinds of infection."

"What?" I laughed.

She shrugged, "So how is Emily doing?"

"Good, good." I replied. "She met a guy too."

"Oooh!" my mom scooted closer. "What's he look like?"

"Cute I guess. He has short black hair and he's tall. Always chewing on a toothpick," I tried to explain.

"What's his name?"

"Squid."

She gave me a look, "Who names their child Squid?"

"It's a nickname. We all have them here, nobody uses real names."

"What's yours?" she asked. "Goofy? Happy? Sneezy?"

"Mom those are the seven dwarfs names," I sighed. "And they call me Kitten."

"Kitten? That's cute," she thought. "Why do they call you that?"

"X-Ray said because I'm cute and adorable and innocent like a kitten."

She looked around, "What's Emily's?"

"Fox."

"I like yours more."

I tried to not laugh at my mother's attempt to gossip, "They're both good."

After a while Mr. Sir began yelling about how it was time to go and we had to finish digging before the sun set. My mom and I walked outside into the hot sun, standing by the cab that she would leave in.

Then it hit me.

I would possibly never see her again after today.

I began to break down into tears, the wet droplets streaming down my cheeks. My knees were buried into the dirt as I sobbed into my dusty hands, getting mud into my eyes.

"Gabrielle! You are going to see me soon, after a few months," she squatted down and held me in her arms.

I couldn't tell her that she would never see her only daughter for the rest of her life. If she was lucky she would get to see my dried out remains.

EMILY'S POV

I dragged my feet back to G-Tent, not wanting to do anything else but sleep after the long day I had experienced. Digging the second half of my hole seemed to take longer than digging the tens of holes I had already dug in one shot. Every three minutes my mind would flash back to my mom leaving in her cab and I would break down five feet into the ground, and try to not cry.

I succeeded at holding the tears back and walked back to my tent, ignoring X-Ray calling after me to wait for him as he struggled to get out of his hole.

My cot seemed to be occupied when I got back, Squid was passed out in it. Gabby was sitting in her cot next to Caveman, tears streaming down her cheeks which he wiped away for her.

I knew that my voice was too shaky right now to ask what was wrong without breaking into tears myself so I crawled next to Squid and allowed him to hold me close to him in his arms.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

I didn't answer and he asked again.

"Nothing."

"Emily." He said, shocking me that he used my real name. "What's wrong?"

"Squidward," I mumbled back. "It's nothing."

"Please," he begged. "tell me."

"I don't really know," I honestly told him. "I just miss my mom but at the same time I'm mad that she spent our whole time together with her being pissed off."

"She was pissed still about what you did?" he asked.

I felt kind of guilty that I was complaining about this, knowing my mom would be like this for the first time seeing me since the incident, when Squid didn't get to see his parents at all.

"She'll get over it. She always does," I said, holding him a little tenser.

We laid in silence for a while and listened to the sound of a thick wind outside which whistled against the tent walls. After a while it began to get more violent, making the tent door shake and quake. Since it seemed like nobody else was going to shut it (Gabby and Caveman were passed out on her bed and Butch was sleeping in the very back of the tent) I got up and closed it myself.

"I take this as I'm not allowed to leave?" Squid asked, turning to look over.

"Unless you wanna go out there in the sand storm," I sat back down, crawling close to him.

After a few moments of kissing him goodnight that turned to a few minutes, we both went to sleep.