A/N: Hey guys! So it's been a while since I did a Holes story, but since all of my other ones are pretty crap, I wanted to one with characters I like and a storyline I enjoy writing, so here it is! Just to warn you, all the French is Google translated so it may not be completely right. There will also be a lot of musical theatre references. Anyway, I hope you enjoy this, and don't forget to follow, fave and review! :D

Catch Us If You Can

ONE

Ding Dong, The Witch is Dead

"Did you guys hear?" Jolt's jet black hair bounced in its high ponytail as she ran into the tent in excitement on a hot Sunday evening. Her brown eyes were wide behind the thick black glasses she often wore for reading, and the corners of her red-lipsticked mouth were turned up in an enthusiastic grin. All the other girls looked up from whatever they were doing, waiting in anticipation for the juicy gossip she was sure to deliver. Jolt always knew what was going on in that hell hole of a camp, and fed all her information to the other D-Tent girls. They had no idea how she found everything out, but they were grateful for the news (and the fact that she was the biggest gossip any of them had ever met), "The wicked witch is dead!"

"Wait, by witch do you mean the Warden?" Dizzy, a girl with long, messy light brown hair and kind green eyes asked, leaning forward slightly. Her skin was slightly tanned and freckled, and due to the sun her hair was slowly turning blonder.

"Yes!" Jolt rejoiced, "That old bitch finally kicked the bucket!"

Everyone who was currently in the tent cheered, much to the confusion of Princess and Cherry, who had just returned from their evening shower.

"What's going on here?" Princess, the self-appointed leader of the group asked. The others never opposed her taking over the group, mostly because she was a fantastic leader and always tried to get the best for her tent, usually with good results.

"Ding dong, the witch is dead!" Blue, a pretty Korean-American girl with her soft, dark hair pulled back in a French plait and a practically encyclopedic knowledge of musical theatre burst out singing, to groans from the rest of the girls. Blue was a fantastic singer, but it kind of got annoying when she sung all the time.

"In other words, the Warden finally died!" Doll smacked her pink lips as she took her lollipop out of her mouth. Nobody knew why she hadn't run out yet, but they seemed to keep her happy and that was all that mattered. Everything about Doll was rather innocent, actually, and most people in the camp actually refused to believe she'd done anything wrong to be sent there. Even in the ugly dull red jumpsuits and heavy boots, she still looked like one of those perfect china dolls, with her insanely curly blonde hair and blue-green eyes.

Princess shrugged and Jolt's brow furrowed in confusion.

"You don't seem very happy..."

"Oh, no, I am!" Princess let a small smile appear on her pink lips, "I'm just not very surprised, that's all. She's been ill for ages."

"Yeah," Cherry agreed, flicking her curly dark brown hair over her shoulder, "It's about time she was gone." Cherry was Princess' second in command and best friend, and she would always be on her side.

"I wonder who they'll find as her replacement?" Princess wondered out loud as she tied her wet hair in a messy bun. Her hair was naturally curly and ginger and she had piercing brown eyes. To some she was the prettiest in D-Tent, others had their own opinions however.

"I don't know, but they'll probably tell us soon," Blue fiddled with the end of her tank top, "I hope it's someone nice."

"What are they saying? Je ne comprends pas," Swan, a small, pale girl with wavy blonde shoulder length hair and a thick French accent whispered in Dizzy's ear. Having been sent straight to Camp Red Pond from France after being found guilty, Swan only had her limited knowledge of English (she hadn't really paid attention to the lessons, reasoning that she'd never need the language anyway) from school to go on, but Dizzy was fluent in French (and German and Spanish as well. Before Red Pond she'd had a lot of free time), so they could communicate well. With the other girls, however, it was rather difficult, and it often left Dizzy as the translator, "I don't understand."

"The warden's dead!" Dizzy mumbled excitedly back in French.

"Tres bien!" Swan grinned, nodding furiously.

"I'm sure they will be nice, Blue," Cherry reassured, continuing their conversation, "I hope it's a guy," her dark eyes danced at the thought of a handsome male Warden, out in the hot desert...

"Well, I hope it's a girl," An African-American girl spoke up from the corner. Her name was Spider, and she rarely talked unless she needed to. Her green-grey eyes scanned the room.

"I, for once, agree with Spider," Dizzy said, "'Cause if it's a boy he won't know about tampons or pads or anything!" She quickly whispered a translation of the conversation in Swan's ear, who was perfectly happy to nod along. She could pick up some of the sentences they were saying, but it was always good to have someone who could translate.

"But imagine the abs..." Cherry was, by now, practically drooling all over the place. She was always one to tell the other girls stories of cheeky exploits she had gotten up to with the boys back at home, yet somehow the beautiful Filipino girl still remained a virgin. In fact, all the girls in that tent were virgins, but they had their fair share of juicy experiences between them nevertheless.

"Shut your mouth Cher, you'll catch flies," Princess said, going over to sit on her bed, "What about you, Swan?" Despite not being fluent in French, Princess did try to include Swan in their conversations, as she knew the blonde must be feeling left out if she didn't.

Swan smiled softly as she received Dizzy's words in her ear.

"It doesn't matter to me," she managed to say in broken English, "All I would really like is to be back in France."

"Don't we all want to be back home," Spider grumbled.

Doll sighed.

"You've gotta be more positive, Spider!" she giggled, sticking her lolly back into her mouth, "You never know, we could be sent home now the warden's kicked the bucket!"

"Doubt it," the pretty dark-haired girl muttered, still not sounding very happy, "Besides, I can be positive sometimes, just not today."

"No you-" Jolt covered Doll's mouth with her hand before she could continue.

"Yes she can," she said through gritted teeth and Doll nodded in agreement, with a hint of fear in her eyes. Spider could get quite angry when she wanted, and both Doll and Jolt knew it. They thought it could be because she didn't like the camp (but who did?), but most likely it was that she had gotten into a fight earlier in the day with a cocky B-Tenter and she was still fuming. Normally she was a little calmer, but she was on her period, which not only signified that the rest of the girls would have theirs in a few days, but also that she would a bit angrier than usual, which was normal for her. It was lucky the Warden was dead, otherwise she'd be screwed (much like the unfortunate B-Tent girl was. Spider had taken up boxing back home and was pretty good at kicking someone's ass).

"Girls?" It was their tent counsellor, Sophie, although everyone called her by her nickname, which was Fox, "There's a meeting in the mess hall tomorrow morning when the bugle goes off. Be sure to be there, it's very important."

"We'll be there," Princess said, nodding her head firmly. Fox was in her early twenties, with wavy black hair, dark skin and kind eyes. She was more like one of the tent members, actually, but she wasn't as close to the girls as they were with each other.

"Good!" Fox gave them a pearly white grin before leaving.

"I bet this is about the new Warden!" Blue took out her plait and began running her fingers through it and smoothing it out.

"Well, duh!" Dizzy chuckled, "What else would it be about? Digging even bigger holes? Shorter showers?"

Doll looked at her with a horrified look on her face. Her mouth was open so wide her lollipop almost fell out.

"Wait, no, forget that! I bet I just jinxed it!" Dizzy hit herself on the head and Princess chuckled.

"I'm sure you haven't. Let's just get a good night's sleep and see what is happening tomorrow."

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The next morning, the bugle went off an hour later than usual, at six. Once everyone was assembled, Fox and a few other counsellors took to the front of the room.

"Welcome, ladies," Fox greeted, "We have good news and bad news for you all."

"We'll start with the bad news," B-Tents counsellor, Phantom said. She was a lot tougher than Fox, and with her piercing almost-black eyes and dyed purple hair pulled back severely, she was definitely intimidating as well. She was absolutely not someone to mess with (although when she'd first heard her nickname, Blue had sung 'Phantom of the Opera' as loud as she could until she got yelled at to shut up by pretty much the whole of D-Tent), "As you may or may not have heard, the warden died yesterday morning of cancer. She had been very ill for a long time, and I'm sure you're all very upset," the look on her face challenged anyone to say anything different, "But we now have news of what will happen to you."

"You will not be getting a new warden," Fox began, and whispers began around the room.

"Told you, we might be sent home!" Doll nudged Spider triumphantly. Spider scowled but a small smile played on her lips despite her efforts to wipe it off.

"However," another counsellor who had straight brown hair and a lipring that none of the D-Tent girls really knew continued, "As you probably don't know, Camp Red Pond has a male counterpart called Camp Greenlake. We have spoken to their warden and agreed that their camp will become co-ed. You will be leaving today, wear the clothes you came to camp in, but bring your jumpsuits as they may not be able to find enough spare ones there."

There were a few groans and even more whispers.

"You will not be in the same tent as the boys," Phantom smiled at the annoyance on some of the campers faces, "By the time you get there, new tents will have been put up for all of you. Your tent letters and counsellors will remain the same and we will make sure that there are showers that you can use where the boys will not spy on you, but they may not be finished when you get there."

All the girls in the room sighed at the same time in relief.

"Besides," Phantom gave another smile, "Those boys will get what's coming to them if they do choose to watch you shower."

"Alright ladies, you have an hour to go change and pack," Fox smiled, "Be lined up in your tents in alphabetical order by half 7, no later or we'll leave without you."

Back in D-Tent, the girls were chattering away as they got changed.

"I can't believe there will be boys there! Actual, real life boys!" Blue giggled, pulling her top over her head.

"I'm so excited!" Cherry grinned as she struggled to get out of her jumpsuit, her shoulder-length hair flying everywhere. Once she managed to pull it off, she ran a hand through her hair, grimacing. She would definitely need to sort that out, "It's gonna be so much better there- and Blue don't you dare start singing Legally Blonde!"

"I'm not excited at all," Spider grumbled, tying the shoelaces of her converse.

"Me neither," Princess said, brushing through her soft curls.

"Why not? You two are gorgeous, those boys will be falling head over heels for you!" Jolt said.

"That's the point. It's stupid boys who got me in here, I'm not gonna let them get me in trouble again," Spider said. She'd never told anyone why she was at camp, and nobody had asked. It was kind of a taboo subject to talk about their crimes, and you never asked anyone what they did. It could just be too personal. You waited for them to tell you, or just didn't know at all.

"Yeah, they're so annoying as well," Princess added, "I'd just prefer to stay here, thank you very much."

"Plus they kind of scare me," Doll frowned, and Jolt put an arm around her in a side hug.

"There's nothing to be afraid of," Jolt gave the blonde girl a gentle smile, "You're lovely, I'm sure they wouldn't hurt you at all." Doll just nodded, with no lollipop in her mouth to suck she felt rather empty in a way.

"Are you excited, Swan?" Dizzy whispered in French to her best friend, who was putting her shoulder length hair in two short plaits.

"Oui," Swan responded, "I know that they're criminals, but who knows? They could be nice."

"Je suis d'accord," Dizzy replied, "I agree."

"Besides, it doesn't matter. We probably won't be speaking to those garçons anyway."

"Oh, I don't know Swan. I'm sure we will end up having to say something to them," Dizzy grinned, "I hope at least some of them are hot." She repeated this sentence in English so the other members of the tent had an idea what they were talking about instead of just hearing gibberish.

"Oh God, so do I," Cherry fanned herself, "Hey, maybe when I get out of there I won't have my V-Card any more," she waggled her eyebrows suggestively.

"Cherry!" Jolt gasped, "That's so dirty!" Cherry just shrugged.

"And what criminal camp is going to provide the condoms?" Princess folded her arms over her chest, "Even if it's not against the rules to have sex with these boys, which I'm pretty sure it is, there won't be any protection. Unless you want to be a mother at 16."

"Whatever," Cherry snapped, turning her back to the redhead, but the others knew she wasn't actually angry.

"You girls decent?" Fox called from outside the tent.

"Yeah Fox, come on in," Blue replied. Their counsellor stuck her head round the flap.

"You've got fifteen minutes until you have to be by the mess hall, so you'd all better get a move on," with that, her head disappeared once more.

Doll swore softly, "I'm nowhere near ready!"

"Neither," Spider gave her a smile. She'd definitely calmed down from her fight the previous day, but was still feeling pessimistic about the whole thing. Maybe it was just her hormones acting up.

"Well get ready then!" Blue chuckled, "We've gotta go!"

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