A/N: I haven't done an authors note yet, so here it is:

WOW! Already 2 reviews!

quillgal- Thanks so much! Yes I am a mastermind- an EVIL mastermind! BWAHAHAHAAA! I am obsessed with Twilight and Holes!

soursugarquills32- Wow, that's a long review! Thank you so much! My idea sort of came when we started reading Holes at school, right after I finished reading Breaking Dawn (I've read all the books and Holes too!) I have actually been thinking about pairings and I kind of like the Idea of a Stanley/Renesmee pairing (On my profile, there is a poll for pairings if you want to vote). I am warned! Luckily, it was the end of school today, so I have a whole half term to write! You won't be very sad then, because here is chapter 3!

Chapter 3

Bonding Time

We followed the boys towards a dirty building, which I assumed was the mess hall. I watched the boys go up to the counter and get their food, then went up myself. The boy serving us ladled something that had a resemblance to dog poo onto our plates with no fuss, but as we walked away I heard him say "8" to his friend next to him.

"Yo girls! Over here!" The one called X-Ray yelled, motioning us to his table. Claudia was there almost instantly, perched next to Zig-Zag on a bench. He blushed and shuffled away from her.

I walked over to them and sat next to Caveman, with Claire on my left.

"Hey," he smiled.

"Hi," I replied, looking down at my food. Whatever was on that plate, it looked like it was moving.

"Um, do we actually have to eat this?"

"You get used to it. Trust me, I would know," Caveman whispered.

"Do I want to get used to it?" I asked.

He laughed quietly, making me feel a bit uncomfortable. Of course, it was hard to feel comfortable surrounded by criminal boys.

"So, what you get in for?" X-Ray asked, interrupting my thoughts.

"Huh? Oh, we stole a bunch of cars and burned down a dance studio," Claudia announced proudly. Except we didn't, I added silently in my head.

"What type of cars?" Zig-Zag asked. Claudia grinned, glad that she'd finally got his attention.

"Good, fast cars," she smiled.

"Cool," he grinned, and turned his attention towards his food again.

I looked over at Claire, who seemed to be talking to Zero. Great, everyone was talking but me. Even Zero.

I decided to empty my tray, like I had seen some of the boys do. I walked over to the place where we emptied trays and chucked mine away. Caveman followed me, like a little magnet. Wait, wasn't that Magnet's job?

The tray was quite near to the Mess Hall, so it wasn't long before I was in that little green tent, wondering where I could have a nap. Just as I began to wonder that, Caveman raced into the tent, a little bit red and panting like crazy.

"Um. . . Caveman is it?" he nodded, "Where do I sleep?"

"Oh, behind there," Stanley pointed at the white sheet, "Apparently, you need your personal space."

I peeked behind the curtain, and ,sure enough, there were three fresh, new cots.

"Thanks," I mumbled, before grabbing my backpack, which I'd had on my shoulder, and going behind the curtain to get set up. I lay down on my cot, fantasies springing in my head of what life would have been like if the police had never taken up that case again. I would still be at home, I would be able to hang out with my friends, I would be able to go cliff diving, I would be able to have wintery hugs from my parents, I might still be dating Jacob, who I can't seem to move on from. We were just friends now, but if I hadn't been arrested, hadn't been sent here, maybe, maybe, things would be different. . .

The sound of Claudia's voice broke up my fantasies.

"Ness! Ness! Where are you?" she yelled. I groaned.

"Under here Claud. What do you want?"

"I wanted to tell you I got a nickname!"

"Oh. . . cool! What is it?"

"Cloud!"

"Cool!"

Mr Sir's ugly head suddenly appeared round the tent flap.

"That's nice Girl Scouts, but it's time to get to sleep."

I sighed heavily and leaned down into my scratchy sheet. I soon fell into a deep, deep sleep.