I found my Uncle yelling at some of the delinquents. Same typical Uncle Marion, I laughed. He turned around and glared at me before continuing speaking with the delinquents. After he was done he turned to me and jerked his head in his normal just follow me fashion. As he went he kept spitting out sunflower seeds.

"Um, Uncle Marion, what's with the sunflower seeds."

"I give up smokin'" Uncle Marion said with a glare in my direction.

" You mean to tell me I've been bugging you since I was five to stop smoking and your just now stopping." Again all I got was a glare. Uncle Marion slammed the door on his way into the mess hall. I quickly followed, chuckling the entire time.

"Now listen up, this here's my niece and she'll be helping you boys out with the cooking. You are to both listen to her and treat her with the up most respect, and if I find out that any of you have tried anything you will regret it." He turned and looked at me. " Now then they just finished making dinner, and now they will go ahead and make breakfast so they don't have to get up even earlier to do it in the morning." Uncle Marion turned and left.

"So what are we making for breakfast?" One boy held out a pan full of tortillas with honey, and I made a face. " That's the same shit, Uncle Sir use to make me for breakfast when I use to stay with him. I don't care what you boys have done no one deserves my Uncle's horrible recipes." I chuckled but I was nervous I knew I would be in trouble if I accidentally say Uncle Marion's real name. I'm not sure why but all I know is that here at Camp Green Lake when the boys are around he is Uncle Sir. I took another glance down at the tortillas and made a face. They had already almost finished the breakfast. Tomorrow I decided was when I'd take control of the food, for now I would just be a helping hand.

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When I got back from the Kitchens Lou already had dinner ready. It was weird how fast she had become Lou usually after an adult told me to call them by their first name I usually still slipped up and more often then not accidentally used their last name. Dinner was great the conversation light just basic getting to know each other stuff. I still didn't tell her my secret and she still didn't ask. I felt more calm then I had in days, in fact I was the calmest I'd been since I'd realized that I liked women. I had known the day would come that my parents would find out and kick me out, I had constantly been on edge waiting for them to figure it out. Here there wasn't that same feeling with dread. Even though I hadn't told Lou yet some how I got the feeling she would be okay with it. That it wouldn't really bother her.

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I awoke the next morning at four thirty. Four thirty comes awfully quickly. I don't know how the boys do it every morning. I was just glad to know that I was able to go back to sleep for another hour before I needed to go to the Kitchen to help make the lunches. With that thought I drifted off for another hour.

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Lou came in to wake me up. I was not a happy camper, who get's up this early!

"You need to get up if you want breakfast before you go to the Kitchens to help out."

"Five more minutes" I begged, I was not a morning person.

"Nope now get up," and with that she tipped the bed over. I got up and watched as she left the room. I pulled out some clothes that would help keep me cool, as well as some sunscreen. Twenty minutes and a shower later I was in the kitchen where Lou had breakfast ready.

"Thanks, I'll get up earlier tomorrow and cook breakfast tomorrow." I was ashamed not only did I give her trouble by not just getting up, she went through the trouble of making breakfast for both of us.

She gave me a smile " Don't worry about it, but tomorrow please got up yourself. I don't want to go bed tipping every morning." I gave her a smile,

" Sure, sorry about this morning. I'm not a morning person."

" So I saw" We sat down to eat. It was delicious apparently Lou could cook. I saw the cook on the stove and jumped up.

"I'm late Uncle Marion will be mad!" I ran out the door.

I skidded to a stop in front of the Kitchens. I walked in, my Uncle smiled at me. Guess I was wrong about him being mad. He didn't seem to really care.

"Basically the lunch is a sandwich an apple and some chips."(sorry if the lunch is wrong I can't find my book and the only thing I could remember is the sandwich.)

"So no real cooking more assembling and putting in a bag." My Uncle would never change, he avoided cooking anything like the plague.

" Yep, that's all those delinquents deserve." He started making the sandwiches, and I joined in it was boring but my uncle and I got the chance to catch up with each other. I hadn't seen him in years. My dad and Uncle where not close and my Uncle was far too busy to come out to see his brother and niece. He started telling me about this group called d-tent that had been getting on his nerves especially Stanley Yelnats the fourth. I pretended to be interested, from what I got the kid had covered for one of his friends who stole my Uncle's sun flower seeds.

(an: hopefully the longer update will make up for the fact it's been awhile! I hope you enjoy and please review!)