I nodded stopping myself from saying something this whole not talking thing was gonna be a lot harder than I thought, I shook my head grabbed my bags and stumbled off the plane, and got shoved towards a bright yellow bus with another guard on it, I snorted and sighed lazily as I say my guard talking to the bus guard giving him my file and shit. I got grabbed by the arm and tugged onto the bus harshly, and I noticed I wasn't the only person on the bus there was a boy my age in a red hat, with a back pack on his lap. He was looking at me curiously and a bit confused. I wouldn't blame him he was probably told this was an all boys camp so why was I a girl here. The guard pushed me into a seat opposite to the one the boy was sitting on, then walked back to the front of the bus and gave the go ahead to the bus driver to leave.

"Hey" I heard a voice whisper, it was obviously the boy "I'm Stanley Yelnats, what's your name?"

I glance at him he looked kind enough but I wasn't looking to make friends, just to get in and get out no strings attached.

"Uh hello?!" Stanley asked confusedly "Uh I'm Stanley… uh can you hear me?"

I didn't move again and I heard him sigh sadly

"Alright I get it, I'm sorry for bothering you" Stanley mumbled sadly and turned to look out the window

I felt bad, I sighed and figured I could give up my silence for a little while at least he was obviously nervous, just like me and we'd need all the friends we could get going to a boys juvie camp, "I'm Jaclyn, Jaclyn Black. Sorry for not talking to you… I just said to myself after the trial that I wouldn't say another thing until I was out of here, so when we get here don't be surprised if I don't talk to you when everyone's around, because I'm not going to talk to anyone, or well I was trying not to. I'll probably only talk to you."

Stanley smiled at me and nodded "So what are you here for, I'm here because a pair of shoes fell on my head and everyone says I stole them because they were Clyde Livingston's shoes, you know Sweet Feet?" he sighed "Only my family believed that I didn't do it"

"I believe you…your too nice to do something like that, I'm here well because.. I accidently beat someone into a coma" I sighed a shook my head sadly "I didn't mean to it was an accident, I just snapped, at least your family believed you, mine didn't and I think they even paid the lawyer to make it seem like I was guilty instead of him helping me"

"I believe you, and would your parents really do that?" Stanley asked with wide eyes.

"Yeah their rich… and they hate me because I don't flaunt our wealth in peoples faces, and I'm not a proper rich kid" I shook my head and snorted "They said that as soon as I was finished at Camp Green Lake that I wasn't allowed to come home, and that I was disowned, I still get like my trust fund but I'm not apart of the family any more, I'm surprised that I'm telling you all this" I said looking shocked "I don't usually talk to strangers much"

"Well were friends now and I think that no matter what we should watch each others backs, and I'm sure that if you need a place to stay when you get out my family would let you come stay with us" Stanley smiled comfortingly.

"I wouldn't do that to your family, but thanks" I smiled happily, the happiest I'd been since the whole incident "So no matter what happens here we got each others backs right?"

"Right" Stanley nodded in agreement smiling.

"Alright maggots were here" the guard yelled.

We looked surprised at each other our talk was a lot longer than we thought. We stepped off the bus with our bags, there was nothing but dirt for miles and miles around the camp and the camp itself was made up of 6 tents, a mess hall with a office attached, what looked like a rec. room, storage room, public showers with walls that only went up to about your waist, a couple port-a-potty's, a couple of trailers and a cabin a little ways away.

"Yo, Fresh Meat!" We heard someone call from a little ways away.

"So, uh, where's the lake" Stanley asked curiously looking around, I was silently agreeing with him.

"Hey, what did I just tell you? Don't be a wise guy. Follow me" The guard glared motioning us to get inside the office. We entered the office noticing the gruff looking man eating sunflower seeds.

"Sit down" He nodded from us to the chairs in front of his desk.

"What's with the sun flower seeds man?" The guard asked in a some what friendly voice towards the man.

"I gave up smokin'" The man said glancing up from the files he was looking at, and spit out another shell into a jar "Jaclyn Black and Stanley Yelnats…the fourth?"

"Yeah. Everyone in my family names their sons Stanley 'cause its Yelnats backwards. It's like this – It's a little – It's a tradition" Stanley finished awkwardly and nervously when he noticed that the sunflower seed eater wasn't looking impressed or amused.

"My name is Mr. Sir. Whenever you speak to me, you will call me by my name. Is that clear?" Mr. Sir gruffly asked spitting more shells into the jar.

Stanley and I snorted a bit at his name "Yes, Mr. Sir" Stanley smiled, I said nothing.

"Do you think that's funny?" Mr. Sir growled "And you Girl Scout I asked you if that was clear you answer when I talk to ya!" he finished glaring, "This isn't a girl scout camp, you girlie will get no special treatment understand?"

I nodded lazily, showing I understood but still wasn't going to talk.

Mr. Sir walked over to the mini fridge and pulled out an ice cold bottle of coke, my mouth watered when I saw that, but I had a feeling it wasn't for us, probably a test or something.

"Here" He smirked turning vaguely in our direction, Stanley started to lean forward but I grabbed his arm, and shook my head indicating not to go for the bait.

Mr. Sir looked a little disappointed that I stopped him and handed the pop to the guard.

"Thanks" Stanley whispered to me, I nodded in response.

Mr. Sir started talking again "You two thirsty?"

Stanley and I looked at each other and nodded hesitantly.

"Well you better get use to it, you're gonna be thirsty for the next 18 months for you" he nodded to Stanley "And the next 24 months for you girlie"

Mr. Sir stood up and motioned us to follow him out side and said "Look around you Black, Yelnats. What do you see?" We looked around there wasn't anything really. "Any guard towers?" he asked motioning around "How about an electric fence? Hmm?"

I shook my head, while Stanley said "No, Mr. Sir"

"You want to run away?" Mr. Sir asked staring intensely at us "Go ahead, start running. I won't stop you." He then turned and yelled at someone a little bit away.

Stanley and I glanced at each other awkwardly, then noticed Mr. Sir's gun he caught us staring pulled it out and said "Oh don't worry. This here's for yellow-spotted lizards. I wouldn't waste a bullet on you two."

"I'm not gonna run away Mr. Sir" Stanley sighed straightening up.

"What about you Black you gonna run away?" Mr. Sir glanced at me, and I shook my head.

"Good thinkin', you two. Doesn't nobody run away round here. You know why? We got the only water for 100 miles our own little oasis. You want to run away; them buzzards will pick you clean by the end of the third day" Mr. Sir said while doing crazy hand motions to further make his point.

I scrunched up my nose, dehydration, and then being picked clean by buzzards' sounds messy hopefully you'd at least be dead before the buzzards started eating you. We followed him into a room, filled with boots, gloves, goggles, and orange jump suits and a desk. There was a boy sitting lazily behind the desk with his feet on it, he jumped up when he noticed us enter "Hi. Mr. Sir" his eyes widened when he noticed me and he looked me up and down with a surprised look on his face.

I glanced down at myself taking in my faded baggy jeans with holes in them, my blue transformers tee-shirt that had a picture of Jazz on in and it said 'What's crackin little bitches?', my comfy orange and black skater shoes, my dark purple joker gloves, and my black wolverine toque, which was hold my messy brown hair that I had lazily thrown in a ponytail before putting the hat on. I didn't get why he was staring so much, I mean sure it's a all boys camp but surely he's seen a girl before sometime in his life I was interrupted from looking at the guy behind the desk by Mr. Sir saying "Both of you undress"

I blinked in surprise, and glanced over at Stanley who was blushing, then at the guy behind the desk who smirked and winked at me causing me to raise my eyebrow in a bit of amusement but mostly annoyance. I sighed and shut my eyes shaking my head, finally I shrugged and peeled off my shirt and pants, so I was just standing there in my underwear feeling two sets of eyes on me, Stanley's and the dude at the desk, Mr. Sir had the decency to look away. He threw the orange jump suit at me and I caught it with a grin I loved these things! I love the color orange I hummed happily and quickly put it on then stepped into my new boots. Stanley quickly did the same but fell over in the process. Mr. Sir started checking Stanley's bag, while mine were on the table, the dude behind the desk was about to open them when he was stopped by Mr. Sir "Lump! What do yeh think your doing boy?" He growled shoving Stanley's bag to his chest and stalked towards 'Lump'.

"I'm checking her bag Mr. Sir" Lump muttered confusedly.

"No yer not boy, cuz the warden says that her bags cant be checked cuz of feminine products" Mr. Sir glared at me like it was my fault I was born a girl, and I raised my eye brow in response "So girlie you better not be hiding anything your not suppose to have in there"

I tilted my head with an amused smile on my face, anything I'm not suppose to eh? Would that include books, real food, electronics, and beverages. Oh no I don't have any of those things hidden in my bag, cuz I'm a good girl. For the first time in my life I was happy I was born with a vagina instead of a penis, cuz if I was just a guy my bag woulda been checked and all my stuff would have been taken away. Score vagina one, penis zero.