Hey Fam...how's it going? Bad? Sorry. Yeah.

First I had summer school, I wanted to get an extra credit so I took summer school. I didn't fail anything. So, that was all of June.

Second, Summer Reading Books. Yeah, Junior Year, I have six. SIX. that was all of July and still now.

Third, Swimming. Yup, turns out I went against my religion and became a sport-person. Swimming starts August 12 so...Soon. I joined Water Polo last year and when I finally got in shape and got the hang of it, the season ended. .FUCK. But swimming's coming so don't feel neglected okay?

Yeah, Junior Year's a bitch in disguise.

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Bold italics are when the POV is reading, Italics are thoughts, and Bold is author's note.

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How would I describe the warden's room? Very Very Dry.

Like, she hates humidifiers so she banished them in the whole state.

"Sit down, darlin'." She prompts me to sit on her loveseat. Seeing as how she cornered me and she blocked all the exits, it seems like I had no choice. "Lemonade okay for you?" She walks over to her fridge.

"Um, sure." I wish I had the guts to tell her I hate lemonade.

She hands me the cold lemonade and sits down in front of me. Her bright red hair falls down all over her shoulders and her long, pink nails tap her knee as if waiting for me to take a sip.

I hesitantly sip the lemonade, which wasn't very pleasant considering there was practically no sugar in this glass plus my hate for lemonade seriously made me internally gag.

"Mmmm, delicious." I stutter out as I set down the glass down...far far away from me.

"So, Sara, how has your first couple of days at Camp been?" She crosses her legs and stares at me with intensity.

"Well, a lot a happened. I g-got acquainted with a couple campers"

"Oh yes. I've heard about your,um, misunderstandings. Also with a few other campers as well."

I shifted uncomfortably in my seat and I sit on my hands. I chuckle nervously. "Uh, yeah, unfortunately, I've had some...*cough* misunderstandings with a few."

"I've also heard you visited Pendenski a couple times. You got hurt by anyone?"

"W-well, I did but it wasn't that bad." I laughed it off, as bringing it up will make it so much worse for me and everyone from the D-Tent.

"Who was it?

"Huh?" I propped my head up at the sudden harshness of her words. She was standing up over me with her arms crossed like an interrogation. The intensity of her sharp eyes were like a rattlesnake or like a cobra ready to strike at me.

I tried to be firm under her gaze, not lose my composer as well as my dignity.

"Who hurt you? One of the boys in D-Tent? I'll have them digging more holes a day." She turns around and heads toward a cabinet full of vases and fancy china.

"No! No, it would never be one of them." I get up and follow her, pleading. "They would never do anything to hurt me, they look out for me! Especially-!"

"Especially Squid, right?"

*Cough* "What?!"

I turns around with a box in her hands. "I'm not blind, Sara, I know what my campers are up to. I have cameras all around."

"Oh...cool." I shuffle back to the loveseat and sat down, completely unknown of where this conversation would be heading.

She sits back down in front of me and takes out this pinkish liquid in a bottle, nail polish. She starts painting her toe nails. "So, what's your relationship with Alan,er, Squid?"

"Our relationship? Erm, just friends." I sink in my seat, a little disheartened. Well, he DID say I was his girl. And we DID kiss...probably the last time. He was just saying all that stuff to protect me, I guess...

She lifts her eyebrow at me, unconvinced. "Excuse me?"

"I mean, we have not really gotten THAT much along since I've gotten here. He just thinks I'm somewhat of a nuisance." I look at the floor and pout.

"Hmm." She reaches over and grabs my hands. "You have pretty hands. So long and skinny, but tiny as well. Like a child's. But also blistered. Looks like digging as formed some bruises on your hands."

I look at my battered hands. "Yeah, seems like I'll never get used to it."

She starts painting my own nails with that pinkish-purple color nail polish. Usually I object with getting my nails painted, but seeing as if I refuse right now, I could be sent to sleep in Lump's tent, so I remain quiet.

"This isn't meant to be as punishment. At least, not all of it. Just builds character. Nothing wrong with that, now is there?"

"I guess not."

She finished painting my nails and she stands up and leads my to her bathroom. "Now, you don't have to worry about any more incidents with the boys here, you can just here and shower. Here's my key to get in."

I take the key in my hands. "Oh, thank you very much, M'am."

"You're welcome. Do you like my nail polish?"

"Uh, yeah, it's very...shiny!" I nervously chuckle and try to play off my lie as truthfully as I possibly could.

"I make it myself, y'know. Wanna know the secret ingredient?"

I sheepishly nod.

"Rattlesnake venom."

Those words. Those two words sent a chill down to my toes and a cold sweat down my back. Those two words were the only two words make me look down at my nails and think Why the hell didn't I just ask for more lemonade?

"Oh." The only thing I said was OH. I had no idea how to respond to that. All I wanted to do at this point was just get the hell out of there and DIG A FREAKING HOLE.

"Now it's very late and you should go to bed. Big day tomorrow."

"Oh, right." I have to work with Lump tomorrow FUCK!

She leads me to her front door and opens it for me. "Goodnight, BABYGIRL."

I look at her in sudden surprise that she used my nickname. "Goodnight..."

I take five steps out of her door and look back. The darkness of the night covers her tiny shack but I can still feel her piercing gaze peeping from the windows.

I turn back around and head back to the cafeteria. I mumble to myself "Oh yeah, like a cobra."

I glance down at my nails. "And I was caught."

I open the door to the cafeteria and everyone stops and stares at me. I see Squid get up and head towards me.

She better not be watching...

SO THERE YA GO.

Notice how I changed the story's summary. I felt like it needed tuning up to I FREAKING TUNED THE SHIT OUT OF IT. not really.

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